Lan Ruo knew that the blocking battle was successful, and the blocking team in the north had consumed a lot of the energy and time of the cavalry in the south, and according to the time calculation, the northern army should have passed through the Wind Knife Gorge by now. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was already getting dark, and the southern army would definitely not dare to rush into the gorge, after all, the Fengdao Gorge was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the people in the north were more familiar with the terrain, so the southern army should be able to recuperate and wait until the next day to attack.

The southern army did not achieve the goal of completely annihilating the northern army outside the Fengdao Gorge, and it was bound to be angry with the few people who fled from the blocking team, besides, the people who escaped from the blocking team were the future elites of the northern territory, and the most important thing in the southern border now is people, so it is certain that the southern border will send people to chase and kill, although the other party has not yet chased, but it may appear at any time.

In this situation, it is very dangerous to stay for too long, Lan Ruo knows this, but he still has to treat Qing Zijin's injuries, because Qing Zijin's injuries are really to the extent that he has to take this risk.

Qing Zijin opened her eyes extremely tiredly, her long eyelashes that were slightly upturned trembled because of weakness, and there was no glint in her eyes: "Leave me here, I'm already just a burden." ”

Lan Ruoxin said: You have done so much for me, now, it's time for me to do something for you.

So Lan Ruo shook his head and said, "When I went out to practice with Dean Asura, he once taught me how to deal with wounds, and I will help you deal with your wounds, I won't let you die." ”

Qing Zijin was a little happy in his heart, but said slightly angrily: "You are the captain, you have to consider the survival of the entire team, how can you risk it for me alone?" ”

Lan Ruo stared at her eyes and said resolutely: "I won't let you die, never!" ”

Although there is only one word "will" between the two sentences, the tone of this sentence is quite strong, and there is a determination to risk your life.

Then Lan Ruo turned to the other three and said, "You guys go first, I'll stay and help her heal her injuries, and soon I will catch up with you." ”

Jingliu snorted and said: "Don't be verbose, treat her quickly, I can hear movement hundreds of meters away, if someone comes, we will evacuate." ”

Lan Ruo hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Lan Ruo raised Qing Zijin's legs to carefully inspect the wound on Qing Zijin's legs, Qing Zijin couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Lan Ruo looking at his legs so carefully, his face, which was red because of the fever, became even more red, and he simply closed his eyes.

The wound on Qing Zijin's body was the heaviest wound cut by the black spirit on her calf, the incision was very deep and smooth, Lan Ruo's eyebrows trembled slightly, she didn't expect that she would hurt her so deeply.

He had been on the run before, and Qing Zijin didn't even have time to treat the wound briefly, the wound was unnaturally purple-black, spreading out, and there was a viscous black liquid flowing out of the wound.

Infection suppurated? How could it be, this wound had only just formed, and the color of the wound was strange...... Lan Ruo suddenly found that there were also several shallow wounds on Qing Zijin's chest, arms, and lower abdomen that were also purple-black, and these wounds were all cut out by the raging black spirit!

Lan Ruo gasped, could it be that Qing Zijin was so weak because of his black spirit?

Lan Ruo hurriedly asked in his heart, "Tirfeng, what's going on with your spirit?" ”

Tillfeng smiled: "If you find out that it's too late, your little girlfriend will die." ”

Lan Ruo said angrily: "Why didn't you say it earlier? ”

Tierfeng sneered: "It's your own killing will, why do you blame me?" ”

Lan Ruo was speechless, so he had to ask, "Can it be cured?" ”

Tyr Feng said: "The black spirit is all evil, all sin, all negative, then it is not surprising that it breeds plague, corruption, death, black spirit is an elixir for you to heal wounds, that is because these black spirits in your body I can completely control them, but this black spirit will lose control when it enters someone else's body, it is a deadly poison for others!" It will corrode the wound, invade the body, and dissolve the spirit in the other person's body, if you want to heal this little girl, you have to put your hand on the wound first, and those black spirits will naturally be sucked back into your body, and then you have to remove the tissue corroded by the black spirit. ”

Lan Ruo breathed a sigh of relief, and it would be good if it could be cured.

Lan Ruo said apologetically to Qing Zijin: "I'm sorry, it's all because of me." ”

Qing Zijin whispered, "But if it weren't for you, I would have died under that bird's beak." ”

Lan Ruo just shook his head slightly, the will to kill just felt that Garuda was strong enough to be killed, so he happened to save Qing Zijin, this was not out of Lan Ruo's own will.

Lan Ruo Zhengse said: "There are remnants of black spirits in your wounds, I will remove those spirits, then cut off the carrion, and stitch up the wounds, you bear with it." ”

Qing Zijin let out a weak "um" and leaned his head on the tree obediently.

Lan Ruo put his hand on Qing Zijin's calf and slowly moved along the wound, Qing Zijin snorted lightly, feeling that the wound was itchy and unbearable, like countless ants crawling on the wound, when Lan Ruo's hand was removed, the color of the wound had returned to light red.

Lan Ruo put his hand on Qing Zijin's arm and lower abdomen again, and all the remaining black spirits at the wound were sucked into Lan Ruo's body.

The wound on Qing Zijin's chest was above the twin peaks in her chest, Lan Ruo looked at Qing Zijin hesitantly, Qing Zijin nodded shyly, so Lan Ruo carefully put his hand on it, and he didn't dare to shake it for fear of touching something that shouldn't be touched, and soon, the black spirit in the wound was also sucked out, Rao is Lan Ruo had no distractions, and his face was slightly red.

Jingliu and Nankong both took the initiative to step aside and not disturb the two, and although Nicholas knew that Lan Ruo was treating Qingzijin's injuries, he still stared at the two with great interest.

Qing Zijin glared at Nicholas with vicious eyes, although Qing Zijin was now slumping there like a wounded kitten, but after all, she was once a witch who terrified the fifth-order spirits of the entire Imperial Spirit Academy, Nicholas shuddered, covered up his embarrassment with a light cough, looked away, and stepped aside.

Qing Zijin's face was as red as a ripe apple, and she only felt a little annoyed...... But I was a little happy.

After all the black spirits were removed, Qing Zijin's face was obviously much better, and the fever had subsided, but she still had to cut off the necrotic tissues at the wound, if she didn't cut off the flesh that was corroded by the black spirit, her wounds would soon deteriorate, and she would become infected and suppurated.

Lan Ruo took out the extremely sharp scimitar that Qing Zijin had given, handed it to Nicholas and said, "Use the flame to help me eliminate the poison." ”

Then he asked Jingliu, "Can you condense pure water?" ”

Shizuru said, "I don't have a lot of magical talent, but it's okay to condense some water. ”

Lan Ruo said: "Help Qing Zijin clean his wound with water." ”

Nankong asked, "Then what am I doing?" ”

Lan Ruo took out a small metal box from his waist bag and handed it to Nankong, there was needle and thread in the box, and said: "You add some water to the sewing box, boil the water to sterilize the needle and thread, and I'll stitch up her wound later, and get me a torch, the sky is getting darker and darker, and I can't see clearly." ”

Qing Zijin squeezed out a smile and teased: "You are a big man, why do you still carry needles and threads with you." ”

Lan Ruo smiled and said, "It's not because you girls don't bring it." ”

Removing necrotic tissue with a knife must be removed along with healthy tissue, which means cutting a few more cuts on the wound, Lan Ruo knows that this is a big project, and it is a test of himself, although the removal of carrion is for Qing Zijin's good, but after all, this is to cut on her, Lan Ruo is also a little unbearable.

Lan Ruo told himself in his heart: There are some things that must be done, and he really can't hesitate and make mistakes like before!

The wound on Qing Zijin's calf was the most seriously eroded by the black spirit, Lan Ruo started to cut it from here first, and he didn't hesitate to get off the knife, because hesitation would make him tremble, and trembling would bring more pain to Qing Zijin.

The severe pain made Qing Zijin subconsciously grab Lan Ruo's shoulder, her face became whiter and whiter, sweat was like rain, Lan Ruo could feel her nails digging into her skin, but Lan Ruo just concentrated on the knife, ignoring the pain in her shoulder, because this pain of her own was not as good as the pain Qing Zijin felt.

Lan Ruo finally finished treating the wound on her leg, Qing Zijin took a deep breath, and the whole person was about to faint, she suddenly found that she had actually scratched Lan Ruo's right shoulder with blood, and quickly retracted her hand and said, "I'm sorry...... Scratching you......"

Lan Ruo put her hand back on her shoulder and said, "It's okay, go on, there are still a few wounds to deal with, you grit your teeth, and tell me if you can't hold on." ”

After treating the wound, Lan Ruo used a needle and thread to suture the wound for Qing Zijin, and the suturing wound did not hurt with a knife, Qing Zijin obviously had pale lips, but he still asked worriedly: "Will there be a scar?" ”

Lan Ruo smiled, thinking that she was a girl who loved beauty after all, so Lan Ruo said very seriously: "I'll try my best to sew it well, it shouldn't be obvious." ”

Qing Zijin muttered quietly, "That's still there......"

Finally sewed up the wound, Lan Ruo was already sweating profusely, Qing Zijin wiped the sweat on his head with his sleeve, Lan Ruo stood up, only felt a sore back, because he was too focused and nervous, and his mental strength was a little depleted.