"I can't help myself!" Hou Fan sneered, he waved his hand lightly, and all those ice balls disappeared, and then he waved his hand, and a blue light roared out, which was dozens of times faster than lightning.

Jiang Fan couldn't dodge at all, and with a bang, Jiang Fan was beaten and flew out, his body immediately cracked, his bones and internal organs were exposed, and he immediately fainted.

"Hmph, let's see how you survive this time!" Hou Fan sneered, with a casual blow just now, he secretly used the Yin Hand Soul Destroying Technique, he wanted to make Jiang Fan's soul fly away.

"Jiang Fan!" Huoyun struggled to get up, and she ran towards Jiang Fan. A figure flashed, and his father grabbed her arm, "Huoyun, you go back with me!" ”

"I won't go back, I want to save Jiang Fan!" Huoyun cried.

"You can't save him! Let's go! A red light flashed, and the fire cloud was forcibly pulled away by her father, and Hou Fan disappeared.

The thunder in the sky stopped, but it was still drizzling, leaving only Jiang Fan's broken body on the ground, and the ground was covered in blood.

A moment later, Zhao Bingqian and the Najia corpse hurriedly ran out of the woods, "Jiang Fan! Zhao Bingqian immediately ran over quickly and reached out to probe Jiang Fan's snort.

At this moment, Jiang Fan's snort was very weak, his face was pale, and the bones and internal organs of his body were exposed, basically flesh and blood.

"Jiang Fan, you can't die!" Zhao Bingqian cried, her hand shook Jiang Fan's head vigorously, and her hands were stained with blood.

"Master!" The Naga corpse exclaimed.

"Fool, will your master die?" Zhao Bingqian said.

Najia Native Corpse cried and said: "This time the master is seriously injured, and I feel that his soul is scattering, if I don't stabilize his soul, I am afraid that the master will not be able to live!" ”

"So what to do!" Zhao Bingqian said anxiously, she touched Jiang Fan's face and found that Jiang Fan's injuries were slowly healing.

"Fool, you see, your master's wounds are slowly healing!" Zhao Bingqian exclaimed.

"It's useless, it's just that the flesh and bones are healing, and his soul is scattering and cracking, even if the master's flesh and bones are all healed and his soul is dissipating, it will not be able to come back to life!" Najia Native Corpse said with a sad face.

"Fool, you can't help but heal your master?" Zhao Bingqian said.

Najia Native Corpse shook his head and said: "How can a small one have that ability, that is to repair the soul, only the gods can do it!" ”

"So what to do?" Zhao Bingqian showed an anxious look, and tears slipped down.

"Jiang Fan, you can't die, in fact, I've always liked you, I just want to have you alone! If you die, then what's the point of me living! Zhao Bingqian cried.

"Master, you can't die, if you die, the little one will no longer be useful master, the little one will be very pitiful! Please, heavenly immortals, you can give me an elixir for my master! The Naga corpse immediately knelt down and worshiped the heavens.

Hearing the words of Najia Native Corpse, Zhao Bingqian's eyes suddenly lit up, "Oh, how did I forget that there was no White Tiger Pill!" Zhao Bingqian immediately took out a small cloth bag from her pocket, opened the cloth bag, and inside was a white pill.

She remembered that the white tiger told her that this was a white tiger pill, which could bring the dead back to life and repair the soul, even if the soul was scattered, as long as she took the thorn white tiger pill, she could bring the dead back to life.

Zhao Bingqian hurriedly stuffed the White Tiger Pill into Jiang Fan's mouth, but Jiang Fan's teeth were tightly closed, and the White Tiger Pill couldn't be stuffed in. Zhao Bingqian was anxious, she immediately took the White Tiger Pill in her mouth, and then leaned down and put her mouth at Jiang Fan's mouth, she used her mouth to feed Jiang Fan the White Tiger Pill.

The Najia corpse on the side hurriedly turned around, "Oh, it's not suitable for children!" The Naga Native Corpse muttered.

Zhao Bingqian fed the White Tiger Pill into Jiang Fan's mouth mouth-to-mouth, and the White Tiger Pill turned into a white light that flowed into Jiang Fan's body, and after a while, Jiang Fan's broken soul was gradually converging, and the wounds on his body were healing faster.

Zhao Bingqian saw Jiang Fan's improvement and said happily: "Fool, your master is saved!" "Stretch out your hand to hug Jiang Fan.

"Mistress, don't move your master's body!" The Najia corpse hurriedly stopped.

"Fool, you didn't see the light rain! I'll pick your master into the car! Do you want him to get wet! Zhao Bingqian glared at Najia's corpse.

"Master Mother, the master's wounds and soul are being repaired, don't move his body, otherwise it will affect the repair of his injuries!" The Najia Native Corpse hurriedly explained.

"Oh, that's right, how long will it take for your master's injuries and soul to recover?" Zhao Bingqian said.

"The master's external and visceral injuries can be recovered in just a few hours, but his soul injuries may take two days to recover!" Najia Dirt Corpse Road.

"So long! You can't let your master get drenched in the rain like this, you go cut down some trees, and let's build a simple thatched hut! Zhao Bingqian commanded.

"It's good, the little one will go cut down the tree right away!" The Naga corpse immediately went to cut down the tree.

Zhao Bingqian sat beside Jiang Fan, looking at Jiang Fan's face blankly, she remembered Jiang Fan's bad treatment of her, and when she was intimate with Jiang Fan, she couldn't help murmuring: "You are really necrotic, and you are so romantic, why do I like you!" ”

Reaching out and gently touching Jiang Fan's handsome cheeks, as well as the straight bridge of his nose, especially the lips with water chestnuts. Jiang Fan's wounds were gradually healing, and the blood stains on his body had been diluted by the rain, Zhao Bingqian took out a towel from his bag to help Jiang Fan wipe his body.

After a while, the Najia corpse brought a lot of branches, Zhao Bingqian immediately began to build a thatched hut, she instructed the Najia corpse to make wooden stakes, and at the same time tied it with vines to build a shelf, about an hour later, a simple thatched hut was finally erected.

Zhao Bingqian lit a bonfire beside Jiang Fan, and she sat beside Jiang Fan and waited quietly for him, and at night, the Najia corpse burrowed into the underground guardian's hut.

The next morning, Zhao Bingqian was woken up by the sound of birds, and she found that the fire had been extinguished. Jiang Fan was still asleep, his face was no longer so pale, and the wounds on his body had healed, but his eyes were still closed, as if he was asleep.

Zhao Bingqian probed Jiang Fan's snort and found that his breathing was much smoother than yesterday, but Jiang Fan's clothes were tattered, and his body was too dirty.

"Fool, there's a bucket in the car, you go get a bucket of water!" Zhao Bingqian said.

"Okay!" The Najia corpse immediately got into the car and went to get a bucket, and after a while, the Najia corpse brought a bucket of water, and Zhao Bingqian immediately used a towel to help Jiang Fan wipe his body. Zhao Bingqian rubbed from her upper body to her lower body, and when she touched Jiang Fan's secret weapon, her face couldn't help but turn red with shame.

After helping Jiang Fan wipe his body, Zhao Bingqian took her military uniform from the car and changed it to Jiang Fan, "Fool, when will your master wake up?" Zhao Bingqian said.

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