After the fairy stone got out of her hand, it seemed that the strength of her whole body had been drained in an instant, Qian Jia instantly collapsed and wanted to lie on the ground, but when she was about to fall to the ground, she still used the handle of the whip in her hand to stabilize herself.

Trying to calm her feelings, she once again looked at the fine stone that was lying on the edge of her pocket, exuding a faint brilliance, with mixed feelings.

What a feeling it was just now! It's extremely comfortable, but it's also disorienting to the extreme, although she doesn't have saliva, she still can't help but swallow her saliva, and the feeling in her heart tells her that this thing that has been ignored by her will be an extremely important good thing.

She stared at the water spirit, then her eyes gradually fogged, and she slowly raised her hand and reached for the spirit stone again.

Time seemed to stand still, her hand slowly stretched over, but at this time, there was a painful howl from Wang Zhi on the hillside, which sounded extremely distant and unreal, but it was clearly heard by Qian Jia, or felt it.

Then, Qian Jia's half-stretched hand suddenly drooped, and as soon as she shook it, she grabbed the strap of the satchel, but unfortunately, the strap is not a spiritual thing, and she has not yet cultivated to the point where Zheng Likai's body is condensed, her hand passed through the strap and then through the bed board, and she didn't catch anything.

She shook her head hard, and finally clearly heard Wang Zhi's wail on the hillside, Qian Jia jumped up in a hurry, this fairy stone couldn't move when she held it, and she couldn't hold the satchel, and when she was jumping in a hurry, the whip in her hand swung and hit the edge of the bed.

That's right! Whip the gods! Thinking of this, Qian Jia immediately overjoyed the whip from under the strap, and then put the whip together and lifted it, sure enough, Qian Jia didn't wear the strap, but the whip could tie it.

So, Qian Jia carried the whip, and the whip pulled the satchel, and passed through the earthen wall behind the bed, but before she had time to float far, she was suddenly pulled sideways, it turned out that she was through the wall, and the whip followed her and also had this ability, but the shoulder bag didn't have that ability after all, so she was directly stopped by the earthen wall.

Qian Jia finally scolded angrily: "Fuck you!" He jumped back on, looked around, and chose the window, and it took a lot of effort to drag the satchel out of the window.

Wang Zhi's roar on the mountain was already smaller, of course, it wasn't good, but he had no strength to roar, more of a desperate and powerless humming.

Qian Jia was so anxious that she couldn't wait to put on her wings and fly over directly, but she dragged her with her satchel, making her float slowly, and she always had to pay attention to the satchel so as not to let the branches in the woods hang.

When Qian Jia finally dragged the satchel to the place where Wang Zhi fell to the ground, the grass around him had been rolled flat by him, and there were dots of blood everywhere on it, and Comrade Wang Zhi's lips were already white, and his eyes began to roll up, and he saw that he was out of breath but not in breath.

Zheng Likai was almost stupid at this time, he looked blankly at Wang Zhi, who was lying on the ground, had curled up into an ugly bow, and began to not move much, until Qian Jia came to Wang Zhi's side, and he didn't react much.

Qian Jia inexplicably had a tearing sadness in her heart, she didn't know why, this man was about to die, but she and this man should not be familiar with him, he looked average, had no ability, had a cowardly personality, and was unmotivated, why was he so sad for him.

Qian Jia came to Wang Zhi's side, squatted down and looked at him, although he wanted to cry in pain, but there was no expression on his face.

She looked at the dirty man who had begun to roll her eyes, and then calmly reached out and grabbed the fairy stone in the satchel, this time, I don't know why, although the feeling of numbness came up again, but she was not lost, but her body trembled a little uncontrollably.

Then, she put the fine stone between Wang Zhi's arm and chest, and after letting go of her hand with difficulty, she finally said in a difficult voice: "Wang Zhi, the fine stone is here, if you don't want to die yet, just do it." ”

In fact, there was no need for Wang Zhi's luck, when the essence stone was attached to his body, wisps of extremely light aura began to slowly seep into his body, and the body that was originally stiff gradually relaxed, the body began to stretch, and his face slowly returned to blood, and he breathed again.

Looking at Wang Zhi who was slowly relaxing on the ground, watching his wounds gradually stop bleeding, and watching him look like a living person little by little, Qian Jia and Zheng Likai both breathed a sigh of relief, Qian Jia even held her face and twisted her head, although there were no tears, it didn't mean that she wouldn't be excited, and she wouldn't look like she was in tears.

After five or six minutes, Wang Zhi exhaled heavily, his body turned over and became lying face to the sky, but the immortal stone slipped to the ground.

Zheng Likai immediately shouted: "Jingshi! Wang Zhi, grab the fine stone! ”

Wang Zhi instinctively raised his hand, grabbed the essence stone in his hand again, and then took it to his eyes and looked at it, he didn't say a word, his eyes looked at the blue and faint water spirit, and then turned his head, looked at Qian Jia's back and said, "Qian Jia, thank you this time!" ”

Qian Jia turned around and wanted to laugh, but she couldn't make that kind of expression, her face was crying and laughing, and it looked very awkward.

But Wang Zhi didn't laugh at her, but sighed deeply and turned his head to look around.

At this time, a woman's anxious cry came from the bottom of the hillside: "Wang Zhi! Where are you? ”

Wang Zhi panicked at this time, propped up his hands, and wanted to sit up, but as soon as his left hand touched the ground, he couldn't help but snort in pain, and then lay back on the ground.

Qian Jia and Zheng Likai both hurriedly shouted, "Don't move! ”

Wang Zhi raised his left hand and saw that the three three three or four inches long gaps on his forearm were still turning out hideously, although he didn't feel much pain anymore, but he didn't look good at all, as long as he used force, the pain was still unbearable.

The cry of the woman under the mountain became more urgent, followed by the cry of other people, which were the second uncle's.

Wang Zhi gritted his teeth, turned over, and stood up with his intact right hand, fortunately, except for feeling weak, there was no discomfort, and even the wound would not hurt as long as he did not touch it.

Qian Jia looked at him anxiously, and when he saw that he was about to go down the mountain, he immediately shouted: "Bao, your bag!" ”

Qian Jia was still carrying a whip in her hand, and there was the ugly electrician's satchel hanging on the whip, Wang Zhi looked at her, thought about it, and it was normal for him to look at this female ghost carrying a satchel, but others couldn't see her, maybe he would only see a satchel floating in the air at that time, so he took the satchel over and carried it on his shoulder.

The crowd soon came up, a total of three, except for the mother and the second uncle, the other is the uncle's wife, the three of them are not young, especially the people in the countryside, there is no maintenance, saying that they are not old.

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