Glutinous rice could only wait anxiously all the way outside. Fortunately, she could still see the situation inside the smoke and dust through the leopard's sight, otherwise she would have been so anxious that she would not have been able to stop just asking her to wait outside.

Lu Leopard is no matter how capable he is, and for Nuomi, he is still the little soul element that she saw weakly rubbing against the palm of her hand, so that she can't help but want to protect it. Even if the leopard is now so domineering, the glutinous rice is still a little uneasy.

Being able to share the line of sight with the leopard made Nuomi feel a lot more relieved, at least she could see the situation on the leopard's side.

In between, the leopard pushed the white incense burner back in front of Lu Xianxian, and he didn't know what he signaled to Lu Xianxian, so he saw Lu Xianxian struggle violently, as if he wanted to struggle out of those ghost claws stretched out from the ground. But her strength and true yuan power have now been consumed, and no matter how much she struggles, she can't struggle out of that spirit binding technique.

The resentment in her eyes when she looked at the leopard was already deeply tinged, but the leopard obviously didn't care about her gaze, let alone her thoughts, but just pushed the incense burner with his paws and gestured towards her.

Lu Xianxian bit her lip, and she bit out another bloody wound on her already dry and cracked lips. She didn't care about it herself, but the glutinous rice looked at it from the side but felt very painful.

Seeing the wound on Lu Xianxian's mouth, Nuomi remembered that the wound on her wrist had not been treated, so she quickly took this opportunity to take out the fairy ointment, sat down on the shoulder of the pillar, and gave the wound a round of medicine.

The original fairy grass that had been provoked by her to grow wildly from her body with raw wood tricks had now lost the support of her aura, and had already withered, turning into some long dry yellow leaves, which were gently wrapped around the wrists of glutinous rice. Now the glutinous rice just touched the blades of grass with the fingertips, and they turned to ashes as if they had been eroded by the wind, as if they had been burned. Directly turned into fly ash.

Some of the ash drifted into the air with the wind, while others fell directly onto Nuomi's wrist and even into her wounds.

The ashes did not make her feel uncomfortable, they fell on the wound, and even gave her a cool feeling, as if she had been coated with medicine.

Nuomi was stunned, and then remembered that even if these fairy grasses had turned into ashes, they were still real fairy grasses, and the aura contained in them would not be wiped out so simply. Even though it has become a little cigarette ash now, the medicinal power and effect in it have not disappeared. Instead, it turned into a piece by piece. It's as if it's been grinded. Broken into thin pieces, it is easier for sensitive monks to absorb.

These ashes fall on the wound, and it is really like an elixir, which can have a healing effect. There is no need to apply any other wound medicine to the wound.

Thinking about it this way, the immortal paste that the glutinous rice has taken out is a little redundant and useless at all.

Glutinous rice stretched out her hand and scratched her face, and finally slowly crushed the fairy grass wrapped around her wrist, so that the grass ash was evenly spread on the wound on her wrist, and then took out a clean white cloth belt from her arms, and wrapped the wound on her hand and bandaged it. She also tried to move her wrist to make sure that the knot she tied with one hand would not fall apart at will, and then nodded in satisfaction.

The wound on the wrist is pretty easy to deal with. But when it came to the injury on the ankle, Nuomi really didn't know what to do.

She hesitated to reach out and touch the wound on her ankle, and only then did her fingertips touch the red and swollen skin, and she felt a burning pain. She was pretty sure that the injury on her ankle must have hurt her bones, but she herself was half a doctor. But he has no experience in treating bones at all. Except for a little immortal ointment on his hands, he didn't even have any elixir that could heal his bones.

Seeing this wound on her ankle, Nuomi knew that she was really a little too unqualified.

If she was asked to recall it now, she had several elixirs in her head that could heal her wounds. But she didn't use these pills very often, and the level was higher, so she hadn't tried to make them yet. When it was time to use it, I realized that I was still not prepared enough.

Nuomi secretly made up her mind in her heart, after going back this time, she must take advantage of her spare time to refine all kinds of pills. Even if you don't need it for a while, you can always come in handy in a critical situation. Maybe even inadvertently, you can't say what good things you can get back.

Now that she didn't have any elixir in her hand, she could only take the immortal ointment and lightly rub it on the outside of her ankle, and then wrapped the white cloth strip on her hand around the outside of her ankle, which was barely fixed to the bone, so that the emergency treatment was completed. When you pass through Immortal City, you can go to a special medical practitioner to deal with it.

In addition to these two wounds, there were also some small wounds on her body that were rubbed when she fell to the ground, and she couldn't care about so much. When she was down the mountain before, she had never broken such a small wound on her body. Later, after being on Qingquan Peak, I was able to raise my skin better.

Later, after cultivating the Dao Yixin Lotus, the temperament of the whole person has changed a little, and the skin on the body has become very smooth, and such a small abrasion, even if you don't care about it, will quickly recover.

Nuomi looked up at the "scroll" in mid-air again, but found that the leopard had used several spells one after another at some point, completely imprisoning Lu Xianxian in the center of his spells.

Lu Xianxian was originally pulled and lying on his back on the ground by the ghost claws that stretched out from the middle of the spirit binding technique, but now after being restrained by the leopard's spell, he had already sat up again. Although the person sat up, the ghost claws on his body were not missing at all, and they were even tighter, and together with the spells of other ghost cultivators, they pressed Lu Xianxian tightly to the ground. Don't say that she wants to stand up and cast a spell, even if she just wants to move a finger, I'm afraid she can't do it.

The myeloid washing worms around him didn't know how he suppressed them, and some of them had fallen to the ground and were completely immobile. Even if he can move, he can barely wave his wings, and he can't struggle from the ground at all, let alone fly and hover in the air.

Lu Xianxian's face changed to a hideous look, as if he roared towards the leopard. Glutinous rice tried hard to tilt her head sideways to listen, but found that she couldn't hear anything at all.

When it first started. Lu Xianxian was able to transmit his voice so far, as if it was because of some evil sect technique. Now that the True Yuan Power in her body has been depleted, even that voice can no longer be transmitted outside.

Just watching things develop from the leopard's line of sight, you can't see the leopard itself. Nuomi could only watch the resentment on Lu Xianxian's face getting deeper and deeper, but she couldn't do anything, so she could only silently stretch out her hand and pick up the white incense burner.

If it weren't for Nuomi knowing that this was a vicious female devil, she would definitely sympathize with Lu Xianxian. But when she thought of Lu Xianxian's sneak attacks, where could she have any sympathy.

If it weren't for the pillar that protected her underneath, or if it weren't for the last-minute gasp of her own spell. At this time, I don't know who it was who was knocked to the ground. I thought of the corpses of the monks hanging in the treetops, fluttering in the wind. Nuomi felt that Lu Xianxian was not wronged at all in his current appearance.

And. If Lu Xianxian still maintains the delicate beauty she had at the beginning, it may make people feel more sympathetic. No matter what the other party does, as long as they are good-looking, they can still make people soften after all. It's a pity that now Lu Xianxian has lost too much energy. It became a thin appearance. She didn't look thin or old now, just wrinkled, wrinkled into the appearance of a dried corpse.

She's even more terrifying than a dried corpse. Those purple-black eyes without distinction make people feel chills in their hearts when they look at them.

Lu Leopard naturally didn't feel how pitiful Lu Xianxian was, let alone sympathize with her.

Lu Xianxian glared at the leopard hatefully, and looked back at the myeloid washing worms that fell on the ground, and the empty eye holes that made people feel numb actually revealed a kind of lingering and reluctance.

She looked at the myeloid cleaners on the ground for a long time, and then turned around and said something to the leopard hatefully, and saw that the ghost claws that were bound to her were slightly loosened. Several of them were retracted to the ground, leaving Lu Xianxian's right hand empty.

The leopard pushed the incense burner forward again, and Lu Xianxian glanced at the leopard again, although she was now like a dry corpse, but she glanced at it horizontally. But I can still see the amorous appearance at the beginning, so that Nuomi is a little blushing and heartbeating when he looks at it. But the leopard didn't seem to react at all, just pushed the incense burner with his paws again.

Lu Xianxian showed a snorting expression, reached out and picked up the incense burner, stroked the lid, and then came to his mouth, licked the incense burner with his tongue, and then put the Dan furnace down, and then used his index fingertips to point on the top cover of the Dan furnace.

When she stretched out her fingertips and tapped the incense burner, it was as if she was flirting with the same lover, and every move of her fingertips carried a mood. If he had changed to a more sentimental male cultivator, just seeing Lu Xian Xian's movements at this time would have been enough to make his heart flutter.

It's a pity that the one who is facing Lu Xianxian now is the leopard, a demon beast that doesn't understand the amorous charm at all, and naturally he doesn't have any special feelings for Lu Xianxian, just looking at Lu Xianxian coldly, as if silently urging her to do it quickly.

Lu Xianxian glanced at Lu Leopard with infinite grief in his eyes, as if he was looking at his own Bo Xing Lang. When she realized that the leopard had not reacted at all to her teasing, she lowered her head and bit the tip of her tongue again, dripping the blood from the tip of her tongue onto the top of the incense burner.

With the blood dripping from the tip of his tongue, Lu Xianxian's body seemed to be sucked dry by something, and he looked even more daring to wrinkle. The original plump chest also flattened, and the clothes that were originally short were now hanging on a bamboo pole, which was very empty.

Even if Glutinous Mi was just watching from afar, she could still feel how evil the spell she was using was. This kind of evil is no longer just above the appearance of being fierce to the enemy, even the monks who control this spell and these demon insects will be dragged down to the way Lu Xianxian is now.

Nuomi remembered the accounts she had seen in the monsoon travelogue before, and then she clearly knew that the monk who wrote that passage was so taboo about the existence of the myeloid worm. It's no wonder that after this myeloid cleaner flourished for a while, it immediately fell lonely.

Don't say it's a beautiful female cultivator like Lu Xianxian, even if it's just a male cultivator, how many people are willing to be tossed into such a person, not a ghost. RO