Chapter Seventy-Seven, White Head

Xue Kaijie, who was impatient, wanted to step forward to wake Tang Lang up, but was stopped by Jiang Dali: "Wait a minute!"

Jiang vigorously motioned for Li Xinjue to come forward to check, Li Xinjue walked to Tang Lang's side lightly, first whispered a few times, found that Tang Lang did not react, and then put his finger under his nose, feeling his breathing intermittently, and finally gently touched his forehead, it was actually a little hot, and then he retreated to the same place.

"The situation is very bad! The captain is seriously injured, and if he is not treated in time, he may ......."

Li Xinjue's tone was heavy, and Xue Kaijie was a little panicked after hearing this: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and send the captain back to the town, Senior Sister Zilan is a doctor, and she will definitely be able to cure the captain!"

"No!" Jiang Dali shook his head and said, "Tang Lang's current physical state may not be able to withstand the bumps in the road. Xinjue, this time you go on a trip, hurry up and invite Senior Sister Zilan and ask her to stabilize Tang Lang's injuries first before making plans. The situation in the town is complicated, don't make too much noise, so as not to mess up everyone. ”

Li Xinjue quickly disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, Jiang Dali looked around, turned around and said to Miao Xingguang: "This place is not far from the town, and it is easy to be bumped into by other adventurers. Starlight, you set up some more formations nearby, and you can't let anyone disturb Tang Lang!Capgemini, let your Flame-Eyed Rat out to keep an eye on you, we can't afford to be slack!"

Li Xinjue returned to the town alone, and soon found Shen Zilan in the inn, she was talking to Zhao Feiyu in a low voice, and when she saw him coming, she let out an exclamation.

"Xinjue, why are you back? Tang Lang, have you found him?" Zhao Feiyu's eyes were red, obviously crying not long ago.

Li Xinjue comforted: "Don't worry, we have found the captain, they are taking care of them, and now I will pick up Senior Sister Zilan for treatment." ”

"What?" Shen Zilan's heart sank: "Tang Lang's injury is so serious?"

Zhao Feiyu was already crying: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's hurry up!"

Li Xinjue said softly: "The captain's injury is still unclear, it is not appropriate to mobilize the teacher, I can go with Senior Sister Zilan, and the Filipino Senior Sister will still stay and wait for news!"

Zhao Feiyu shook his head resolutely and said, "No, I must go, I must stay by Tang Lang's side!"

Li Xinjue wanted to continue to persuade, but Shen Zilan interrupted: "Filipino go with us! But Filipino, you have to make sure that you don't add to the chaos!"

The three of them didn't dare to stay any longer, and Li Xinjue led the way back to the tree cave where Tang Lang was, Miao Xingguang opened the maze array from the inside, Zhao Feiyu saw Tang Lang's tragic situation and just wanted to approach, and thought that he had agreed to Shen Zilan's request, so he forcibly stopped his steps, and tears dripped down to the ground in a line.

Shen Zilan calmed down, carefully checked Tang Lang's injuries, and asked Jiang Dali to gently straighten Tang Lang's body, his fingers flew over, and slapped Tang Lang's chest and back and forth, Tang Lang, who had been unconscious, showed a painful expression, and opened his mouth to spew out a large mouthful of dirty blood.

Shen Zilan didn't care about Tang Lang's bloodstains, so she slapped and kneaded to help Tang Lang dredge the blocked meridians, seeing that his expression slowly relaxed, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Shen Zilan became more dignified.

After her preliminary diagnosis just now, Tang Lang's meridians were very seriously damaged, and his spiritual power was completely depleted, although the injury would not deteriorate if he was suppressed temporarily, but if he wanted to fully recover, it would take at least a few months, and it was very likely that he would leave hidden dangers that would affect his subsequent cultivation.

"A few of you are protecting the Dharma on the periphery, I will immediately use the Life Soul Spell to heal him, and no one can disturb me and Tang Lang during this period!" Shen Zilan had a serious expression and arranged for a few people to guard the periphery.

When only Tang Lang and her were left, Shen Zilan's face became as gentle as water, wiped Tang Lang's face clean with her sleeve, and said softly: "Tang Lang, as long as I can cure you, I don't care what I give, do you know......? Really cares about you, but you ......"

Shen Zilan's tone was choked, and she squeezed out a poignant smile: "Tang Lang, get better quickly!" After speaking, she no longer had any hesitation, silently recited a spell in her mouth, and a pair of wonderful hands drew a spiritual light in the air, and gradually hooked up a piece of blue light hanging in the air......

Since the meridians of Tang Lang's whole body needed to be healed, Shen Zilan swiped with her hand, and the entire blue brilliance expanded, covering Tang Lang's whole body, and the blue brilliance also became thinner.

In fact, she had just mastered the Life Soul Mantra, and it was reluctant to heal Tang Lang's such a serious injury, and she regarded Tang Lang as more important than herself in her heart, completely ignoring her own losses, and continued to inject more vitality into the blue light.

As the brilliance of the Soul Mantra became more and more dazzling, Shen Zilan's face became worse and worse, cold sweat slid down her face drop by drop, her hair gradually withered yellow, and finally it was all snow-white......

Tang Lang has been in a coma, his whole body is burning and burning uncomfortably, his throat seems to be on fire, and he suddenly feels a cool and comfortable breath around him, and he can't help but open his mouth and nose wide, greedily wanting to inhale all this breath into his body, every time he inhales an extra breath, the heat in his body will be reduced by a point.

Zhao Feiyu and Jiang Dali waited anxiously outside, and there was no movement for nearly half an hour, they were anxious like ants on a hot pot, the maze array opened from the inside, Tang Lang walked out of it with both hands across Shen Zilan, and his long hair like snow fluttered beside his arm......

"Tang Lang, how are you, Zilan, how did she become like this?" Zhao Feiyu was first overjoyed, and then shocked.

Tang Lang stared at Shen Zilan's haggard face for a long time with complicated eyes before replying: "Zilan, for the sake of my injury, she overused the Life Soul Spell, which caused her own vitality to be damaged, and now she has fallen asleep, let's go back to the town first, and then return to the academy as soon as possible." ”

"Tang Lang, is your injury okay?Zilan, she's better leave it to me to take care of!" Zhao Feiyu was worried that his injury had not healed, and wanted to share some of it for him.

"No, Zilan has paid so much for me, I must be responsible for her to the end!" Tang Lang's tone was firm and unquestionable, Jiang Dali and the others saw this, and hurriedly led the way towards the town.

Zhao Feiyu's face also turned pale, and she muttered to herself: "Responsible for the end, then you still have my place in your heart......"

The group hurriedly returned to the town, Tang Lang still carried Shen Zilan into the inn, opened a separate room to settle Shen Zilan, and sat quietly on the side waiting for her to wake up.

"Zilan, why are you so stupid? I'm rough-skinned and thick-skinned, even if you don't care about me, it's fine, but you ......"

Tang Lang recalled the scene just now: he finally woke up from his coma, and saw Shen Zilan's face haggard, white hair like snow, but he showed a bright smile: "Tang Lang, I finally rescued you!"

All I thought about in my heart was the bits and pieces with Shen Zilan, Tang Lang was sweet and sour, the quiet and weak woman in front of her had such courage, and she paid so much silently for him!

"How should I face you in the future?" Tang Lang had another shadow in his heart, and he was confused for a while, not knowing how to get along with the two girls.

I don't know how long I thought about it, a moan came from Tang Lang's ears, Shen Zilan's delicate body trembled slightly, and her voice was very weak: "I, where am I......?"

Tang Lang rushed to the front with an arrow step, held Shen Zilan's soft sword tightly, and said softly: "Zilan, don't worry, it's very safe now." You've spent so much life for me that your hair is like this, but don't worry, I'm going to do everything I can to get you back up. ”

Shen Zilan's expression relaxed, shook her head and said: "It's okay, Tang Lang, it's okay! It's all my fault, I didn't master the life mantra well, you don't have to worry too much, and don't feel that you owe me anything! I'm a healer, you're an injured person, it's all right!"

Tang Lang's eyebrows were raised, he looked directly at the other party's eyes, and his voice became a little hurried: "Zilan, you will do the same to other men?"

"I ...... Ahem...... "Shen Zilan was choked by herself and coughed, and she couldn't say a word anymore, but her tears were silent.

Tang Lang gently wiped away the tears with his hands, took Shen Zilan in his arms, and caressed her white hair lovingly: "Zilan, I understand your intentions, how can I bear you if you treat me like this! ”

"Hmm!" Shen Zilan agreed softly, with a happy smile on her face, she gently rested her head on Tang Lang's chest, listened to his solid and powerful heartbeat, and fell asleep peacefully again.

Tang Lang didn't gently put it back on the head of the bed until her breathing became steady and long, and retreated from the room lightly, and as soon as she turned her head out of the door, she saw Zhao Feiyu standing in the corner without saying a word, staring at him deadly.

"You...... Why don't you go to rest?" Tang Lang's tone was a little unnatural.

Zhao Feiyu bit her lip hard, walked to Tang Lang's side, mustered up all her courage, and said word by word: "I will do everything she does for you, do you believe it?"

"I ......" Tang Lang was conflicted, not knowing how to face her, and his tone was a little hesitant.

Zhao Feiyu's eyes were immediately drowned in tears: "You actually don't believe me! I hate you!" Without waiting to finish speaking, he turned his head and ran.

Tang Lang's heart throbbed for no reason, as if he was about to lose his most precious thing, he opened his arms and hugged the other party from behind: "No, Filipino, I believe you! I am also willing to give everything for you, don't leave!"

Zhao Feiyu's body stiffened and let him hold him in his arms, and slowly turned his head: "Then which one do you choose between me and Senior Sister Zilan?"

"Which one to choose?" Zhao Feiyu's question was like a sharp sword nailing him to the spot, and he said to himself: "Yes, which one do I choose?"

Zhao Feiyu struggled to break free from Tang Lang's arms, crying: "I don't want to compete with Senior Sister Zilan, but I don't want to do without you, woo ......"