Wen Tian's face was gloomy, now that his cultivation is insufficient, he is not his opponent, and he will definitely not be able to escape death if he is caught up, and there are thousands of people chasing after him, Wen Tian quickly thought of a way in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yan Tuo saw that Wentian was faster, and he was anxious to slam a palm on Wentian's back, he deliberately talked to Wentian to distract Wentian, so as to sneak attack Wentian, but Wentian was really fooled, in the face of the sudden palm speed was too fast, Wentian couldn't dodge it at all, and reflexively took this palm, "Peep into the sky, the cultivation is a powerful force to Wentian's body, and after losing the power of martial arts and the fairy sword, Wentian Tiancai feels that his Yuanying cultivation is weak, and he can't take Yan Tuo's palm at all."

Wentian used the power of Yan Tuo's palm to push himself faster, and flew away with his injuries.

Hehe, to see how long you can hold on, Yan Tuo looked at the direction of Wentian's escape with his eyes on the prey.

Can't fly, otherwise he will be a target, Wen Tian put away the red sword, and fell to the ground, he has already gotten rid of Yan Tuo's tracking, but Wen Tian knows that it is only for a while.

Falling to the ground and asking the sky to run, galloping all the way, setting off for heaven.

Yan Tuo flew in the sky for a long time, and finally found that he had lost the trace of Wentian, so cunning, he actually no longer chose to fly, so that he might be able to mislead those old guys and reduce a few difficult people.

Yan Tuo smiled, went down to the ground, looking for the direction of Wentian's departure, "Heavenly Kingdom, your mind is good, you want to escape to Heaven, how chaotic people are in Heavenly Kingdom, are we not good at tracking, then it depends on whether you have the life to rush to Heaven, Yan Tuo said to himself."

Yan Tuo's compass can only roughly determine the direction of Wentian, and cannot be accurately locked, and it is even more inappropriate for him to track Wentian when he is no longer flying.

Wentian was slapped by Yan Tuo and almost lost half his life, after all, he was just a monk who had just cultivated to the Yuan Infant, and Yan Tuo's cultivation was peeping into the sky, and it was a miracle that Wentian was not killed.

Wentian was seriously injured, hid in a canyon, dragged the injured body to a stone pond in front of him that was hit by the water, his body was repaired by the Crimson Sword before, Wentian wanted to kill Mengxue Master, and as soon as the internal injury was healed, he stopped the Crimson Sword's own repair, so now he was still injured by the chaotic sword in the fight, and he was slapped by Yan Tuo with a powerful cultivation, which stimulated the injury again, and Wentian's white clothes have now been dyed with a large area of red.

Trembling towards the stone pond, some of the monks had special tracking weapons, and Wen Tian was worried that they would be able to find themselves through their own blood or belongings, and planned to go to the waterhole to wash their bodies.

Wen Tian thought about using the elixir to repair his injuries, but he found that the elixir he ate was useless, he didn't know that it was because he squandered it at will on the fighting platform, and he ate a lot of elixir and now it was not fully absorbed, and he ate too much, and the elixir had no effect on him, unless it was a while, the elixir would be useless to him.

Thousands of troops and horses came over, they won't die silently like this, Wentian said to himself in his heart, the elixir didn't work, Yan Tuo's palm beat his cultivation to the point of chaos, and now there is only a small half of his cultivation, Wentian can't stop to heal, he may be caught up after a while when he stops, Wentian can only try his best to stabilize his injuries and escape.

Wentian's eyes were blurred, he had left too much blood, and now he just wanted to rest and lie down, maybe he would feel like this if he bled too much, and he walked with a staggering step, and Wentian walked to the waterhole.

He saw a white back like jade, splashing in the water and washing a willow long hair, asking the sky to look at it for a while but he became more and more confused, and went down.

"Bang, who" The woman in the water was startled, quickly squatted into the water, turned around, and saw Wentian who was covered in blood on the shore and passed out in a coma, and after screaming a few times and seeing that Wentian did not react, she timidly walked to the shore and quickly got dressed.

Mu Ziyan wanted to leave here, but after seeing that Wentian was covered in blood, she couldn't bear to see death and not save her, so she came over to check carefully.

This man was covered with sword wounds, he should have been injured by those bandits, and he should have been robbed of his finances in white, and he fled here with difficulty.

Mu Ziyan tentatively found that Wentian was still angry, it should be that he had lost too much blood and happened to pass by here and fell into a coma, Mu Ziyan dragged his back and took Wentian away from here.

There were several families on the lower reaches of the river, and Mu Ziyan brought Wentian back to her home.

These days Wentian is lost in a dream, he dreams that he is alone and lost in the deep heavens, looking at that person as if it is himself, very confused and lonely, where there is no one else, only endless darkness, asking Tian where he wants to leave, he tried to use the sword technique to fly, I don't know how long he flew, it seems like ten years, a hundred years or ten thousand years, and finally saw a ray of light one day.

Wentian's eyelids moved slightly and opened his eyes that had been closed for many days, where is this, Wentian lay on Mu Ziyan's bed, stood up, and was bandaged all over his body, Wentian felt that the injury had improved a lot, at least the traumatic wound had healed a lot, he had a special physique, as long as he was given time, he would slowly recover, and the internal injury had not healed, but at least it had stabilized, and his cultivation had also recovered seventy percent.

The room was plain, light and clean, with a few women's clothes next to the bed.

Could it be that the woman saved herself? Wen Tian remembered that he saw his back when he was unconscious.

At this time, there was a voice outside, Miss Muzi picked up a man, she has been reluctant to marry, this time she picked it up, it seems that she has taken a fancy to this man, too! I have reconciled the Muzi girl and my cow baby many times, my cow baby is tall and strong like a cow, but Muzi can't look down on it, another old woman received, yesterday I also went to the Muzi room to see, the man is not weaker than your cow baby, the person is also thicker, thick eyebrows look like a big life, Muzi girl and he are just a match, a few women outside the door discussed.

Niu Niang, why do you say that about me, Mu Ziyan said with a slightly red face, she just went to collect medicine for Wentian and came back when she heard Niu Niang's words, which made her very shy, don't you think you like it? Her face was red, and the other woman said.

Muzi, you came back from collecting medicine, "Well, Muziyan should arrive, let's just say that you don't care, Niu Niang explained."

He was just picked up by me in the mountains, don't talk nonsense, others don't hear it well, Mu Ziyan said to Niu Niang and them.

Okay, let's not talk about it, you go and boil the medicine!

Mu Ziyan just walked towards her door, but there were rumors from Niu Niang and a few people behind her, and Mu Ziyan had no way to give these aunts.

Carrying the medicine, he walked to the firewood room, ready to boil the medicine.

Hearing this, God knows, it was the woman who saved herself that day.

After boiling the medicine, Mu Ziyan came over with a wooden basin rag, and when she heard Mu Ziyan coming here, she hurriedly returned to the bed and lay down and pretended not to wake up.

Mu Ziyan walked in, saw that Wentian hadn't woken up yet, and walked to the bedside with the medicine, why haven't you woken up for a few days, maybe your family can't find you and you're in a hurry! Mu Ziyan said softly.

Mu Ziyan helped Wentian up, and gently fed the medicine to Wentian, Wentian didn't open his eyes, but he could use cultivation to open his eyes, and he could also look at Mu Ziyan, but Mu Ziyan didn't know, Mu Ziyan was very beautiful and light and ordinary, not like a fairy like Mengxue, her beautiful ordinary Qingyin was like a white lotus in the water, rooted in Yu Fanchen.

Watching Mu Ziyan pick up the potion with a spoon, blow it gently on the side of her mouth, and then feed it to herself spoonful by spoon, Wen Tian's heart was very warm.

After taking the medicine, Mu Ziyan picked up the beaten water and rag and wiped her face for Wentian.

There is a wound on Wentian's chest, which is still benefiting blood, to wipe it or not? Mu Ziyan Fan is difficult, these bandages are made by the cow girls outside, she just feeds the medicine for Wentian, and she doesn't want to trouble the cow girls for this small wound, Mu Ziyan had to pick up the rag and gently uncover the cloth strip on Wentian's chest, revealing the thick muscles of Wentian, where is the wound, Mu Ziyan timidly checked the blood stains on it for Wentian.