A clear spring slowly poured in, and the person on the blanket let out a satisfied chirp, his body shrunk, and he quieted down, without any other movements.

I don't know how long later, Ye Chu opened his eyes again, and found himself lying on a dusty blanket, with a wet thick cloth on his forehead, Ye Chu touched this thick cloth that could no longer see the original color, rubbed the corners of his forehead that was a little painful, turned his head to look at the empty tent around him, and slowly got up.

Probe, her blurred face was reflected in the basin of water beside her, her appearance had not changed, but on a fair cheek, there were two unnatural flushes, her eyes seemed to be red and swollen, and her lips were layers of white dead skin, which seemed to be dehydrated for a long time.

Reaching out and picking up a handful of water, moistening his lips slightly, Ye Chu frowned, ripped open the placket, a long scar, extending from the left rib to the waist, and a little deeper, I am afraid that she will be disemboweled, there is no trace of medicine on the wound, and it is not well bandaged, a dirty and inappropriately sized rag was pressed on the wound very casually. The wound was already a little red, swollen and inflamed, and some of the places were even slightly yellowed, giving off a rancid smell.

Ye Chu pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and quickly tore off the rag that had grown to the flesh and skin, blood mixed with a trace of yellow pus gurgled out, Ye Chu watched silently unmoved, until bright red blood flowed out, Ye Chu pointed a few acupoints with his fingers and stopped the blood.

After that, Ye Chu exhaled deeply. Wiping the cold sweat oozing from his head, he struggled to sit down cross-legged, and after a while, he opened his eyes with a slightly dull gaze.

She could faintly feel the existence of Jin Dan, but she couldn't mobilize the slightest sword qi, the sea of consciousness was closed, and the connection between the divine soul and the body was cut off. In addition to the retention of the killing sword intent, her cultivation was all sealed by inexplicable power.

Ye Chumu grimaced and calmed down. There are few known clues. She could only try to deduce her situation. Her cultivation, all of which was sealed by an inexplicable force when she was unconscious, was as if she had never existed at all. Other words. No matter where this power comes from. None of them are something she can compete with.

There was an inexplicable knife wound on his body. And she has no memory of this, the clothes are very torn and not the same set she wore before, and the storage bag is gone. The Qiankun ring is still there, the dwelling is dilapidated and shabby, the wounds have not been properly cared for, whether she has been reduced to a prisoner or has been ransacked or whatever, her life is not valued.

The body that has been baptized by the vitality of heaven and earth is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but the knife wounds on the body are too strict, and there is no trace of sword qi in the body, so she can't open the Qiankun ring and take out the elixir to heal the wounds. Her limbs are now weak, and her mind is dizzy from excessive blood loss, and she may faint again at any time.

You must take advantage of the fact that you still have a body, and try your best to find out your situation.

Thinking of this, Ye Chu dragged his weak limbs and struggled to the entrance of the tent and lifted the curtain. This is a valley, surrounded by dense tents, the peaks next to the valley are all steep rock walls, without a trace of green, the scorching sun overhead, unrestrained heat, only standing for a short time, Ye Chu is already so hot that his mouth is dry, and his eyes are full of stars.

The scorching sun shone down without any obstruction, Ye Chu squinted his eyes slightly, his already weak body, roasted by the scorching sun, seemed to be drained of all his strength, and his feet slipped, "Bang!" With a muffled thud, she slammed against the tent and fell to the ground.

Lying on the ground silently, I waited for a while, but there was still silence around me, without the slightest movement. Ye Chu slowly got up and sat on the somewhat hot ground. Very good, there was no one outside the tent, she tossed such a big movement, and she didn't attract anyone, even if she became a prisoner, she was also a prisoner who was not tightly guarded, although it meant that she was of no value, but if she wanted to leave here in the future, it would be a lot more convenient.

Closing her eyes slightly, Ye Chu silently communicated with the wind between heaven and earth, the wind brought broken, chaotic and disorganized information, the tyrannical and bloody breath constantly impacted her mind, and the faint rancid smell came with the wind.

Ye Chu's mind was shocked, his face twisted violently, and a stream of blood surged up in his throat, and the moment he just touched her lips, she swallowed it silently and hard. He frowned slightly, a bad feeling rose in his heart, and he lowered his head, and Ye Chu's eyes showed a sharp edge.

"Da! Da! Da! ”

A dull sound of footsteps sounded, with a strong smell of blood, Ye Chu's right hand held on the ground was clenched, it seemed that she had been sitting for a long time, her body twisted quickly and slightly, and in the blink of an eye, she adjusted her whole body to a state where she could launch a fatal blow at any time.

A slightly rough hand stroked her forehead, and there was a strong smell of blood between her noses, but Ye Chu's clenched fist was slightly loosened, although she didn't recognize this person, she vaguely remembered the breath on her body, when she was groggy, it was this person who took care of her, this would not be wrong.

Ye Chu looked up and saw a middle-aged woman with a pale face, standing in front of her, with a gentle and kind smile, but there was deep sorrow and guilt in her eyes.

Ye Chu herself knew that after the baptism of heaven and earth vitality, her physical strength had exceeded the ordinary by much, although the long knife wound under her ribs, the inflammation was severe, she had a high fever, and her whole body was sore, her current physical condition was indeed very poor, but as long as there was food and water supplements, she could quickly recover her health.

But such a strict injury is very strict for an ordinary person, and even life-threatening, especially her living environment seems to be very difficult, and she may die at any time, for this woman, sorrow is not an abrupt feeling.

But what does this guilt mean? Did you do something to be sorry for her? Or is it ...... In order to figure out what the situation was now, Ye Chu didn't speak, just lowered his head again.

The middle-aged woman touched Ye Chu's head with pity, and then sat down next to her and sighed softly, "Xiao Chu," the woman touched her head, and seemed to be accustomed to her silent appearance, "I...... I can't take care of you anymore, take care of yourself, I'm sorry ......" (to be continued......)