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He guarded his chest as if he were protecting his life.

I saw that his chest, blood, and cracks were getting bigger and bigger with blood......

Seeing this, Xuan Waterfall hurriedly took off into the air, soared his entire flexible body into the air, and slapped the hemostatic pump to the majestic chest little by little.

"Poof!" With a bang, the hemostatic pump, which was like a small teapot, suspended in front of his majestic chest, scattered a gentle fairy softness towards his wounds...... I saw one after another thin mist-like transparent plasters like cicada wings, like a well-behaved, lovely, pure and kind girl, lying extremely soft on the majestic wound.

How could it be that the wound was too big, and the majestic blood mouth still couldn't stop bleeding......

Perhaps there was a lot of blood, and he sat up suddenly, as if he had gathered away his lost soul, crossed his hands, and quickly drew two divine fish on his chest.

After that, I saw him paddling Tai Chi soft boxing, using his last bit of strength, and suddenly pushing towards the wound!

The easy-going face became more and more pale, and the majesty trembled, as if overdrawn, and he leaned up pitifully and violently on the haystack.

Xuan Pu'er was shocked: "Master, you will die!" "Hurry up and come to the rescue, and order the sleeping and fixed body of the purple-clothed master." Flutter ----", and he lay down again, and the wounds on his body were still bubbling.

The violent shaking just now seems to have slowly calmed down.

Xuan Pu'er is anxious in her heart: a teacher of one day, ten thousand years of grace! Hurry up, it's important to help.

Without thinking about it, Xuan Waterfall rushed up one by one, she pouted her cherry mouth, and looked at the cracked wound with great care, carefully blowing out one mouthful of exquisite fairy qi after another.

I saw that a mouthful of fairy breath, just rushed out of the lips of the dazzling waterfall, and slowly gurgled down, when the transparent little fairy mist touched the majestic wound, like Sayuri, suddenly merged into one, and then suddenly changed from gas to liquid, from the top of the wound, down down......

It's just that when the immortal qi that was floating in the air independently touched the majesty of the purple-clothed master, it turned into a steady stream of clear water, washing the wounds with big cracks for the fallen master.

The sound of spring water was still shaking, and Xuan Waterfall smiled with satisfaction: Master, you can't always let your old man teach the art of waterfall spirituality, and when Waterfall can, please ask Xuan Waterfall to make a little effort......

After that, Xuan Waterfall flew up!

"Master is not dead! Master is not dead! A person who is truly good at heart never dies! "Stretch out the tip of your slender tongue and blow the blood condensation immortal qi more gently.

"Snorr, purr......" Soon, the majesty of the majesty began to snort without separation.

"Well, that's fine......" Xuan Pu'er heard that the purple-clothed master was asleep, so she looked at his wound and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as I relaxed, I felt like my eyes were flickering! I saw a light dart with a peacock open the screen like a beautiful phoenix tail flashing!

Xuan Waterfall tilted his head in front of the majestic body.

"Smack!" As soon as the majestic hand was placed on his chest, he heard a light dart shoot out. But, as if intimidating, the light dart landed lightly beside the majestic man, and stuck on the straw beside him.

"Who!" Xuan Pu'er screamed softly, raised her feet and walked in front of the purple-clothed master.

"Boom!" The Xuanpu man pulled out the light dart that flew out of thin air and was looking, only to see a masked man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, "squeak", opened the door of the small grass house and broke in.

I saw the black donkey-like assassin, bypassing the dazzling waterfall, towards the majestic chest, stabbing fiercely, his dirty black hands were still stained with the blood of the purple-clothed master.

"Sister Waterfall: Kill donkeys with a scalpel! Let me! She raised her feet and clamped the head of the black-faced assassin, and with a flying spun, she took off the black-faced head!

With a "tom", the little girl in fiery red clothes and long red hair raised her soft and cute little feet and kicked the headless corpse of the black donkey away fiercely!

"Crazy demons, even killing people without blinking! Get lost!!!!! The little fiery girl seemed to have been angry for many years, and as soon as she stretched out her little foot, she kicked the body of the great black donkey that had persecuted her master into the valley......

"Look! It's a rotten black wood! After finishing speaking, I saw a little girl dressed in fiery red clothes, and a person flew up!

"Huanhuan, take it away and throw it into the stinking ditch, his hometown!"

He guarded his heaving chest and let his life dissipate freely.

"Shhh --" With a bang, he saw a snake-like vanity of vitality, like the primordial spirit that escaped when he lost too much blood, swarming towards his wound.

The purple-clothed master was majestic, and only then did he gradually calm down, but there was a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes, two rows of eyelashes full of teardrops, in the light of the small skylight, quietly shining, as if he was sleeping soundly, and still in tears.

"Hey! Master, why are you so handsome! It's like a spirit god when it's quiet......"

"The Xuanniao is back, the Xuanniao is back!" In his sleep, he called out to his Xuanniao in a low voice.

Xuan Pu'er had already opened up the meridians at this time, and let the true qi in his body flow like a stream to the majesty......

"Hmm: Waterfall! You're the girl in the legend who can bring the dead back to life, right? Xuan Pu'er thought to herself, this person is bleeding so badly, and he even remembers coming to talk, saying that he sleepwalks, and he has never seen such sleepwalking.

He continued to listen carefully, as if he were listening to a lover's muttering.

"Whew! Swish! A burst of silk-like true qi poured into his body. The majestic face, which had been pale just now, became calm as if it had never been attacked.

"Waterfall, Waterfall: Don't leave Brother Zhen again, otherwise, Brother Zhen will dissipate and die at ......any time."

Sure enough, I saw a brightly colored little bird, just like his tender strawberry, blooming its beautiful little wings, and flew over leisurely.

"Come, come!" The majesty in his sleep is unaware of all this, but Xuandu'er hears it very clearly.

As soon as he put down the purple-clothed master, he felt a turbid sound of water "in an uproar".

With a "squeak", she pulled open the magical hut and looked out curiously...... I saw several young men, wearing fresh green hats, like a Hulunbuir prairie on their heads, galloping by......

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