Such a stout man, speaking such a soft and weak voice, Nangong Fan only felt a tingling scalp and goosebumps scattered all over the ground.

"Hmm, Xiao Fan, what's the matter with you kid coming to find the old man?" Yuehua's voice sounded again, mixed with the sound of bottles and cans bumping.

"Gu Li was seriously injured, and I dared to bring him to the priest for healing. ”

"Gu Li, who?" Yuehua's voice continued to sound, and she didn't directly refuse.

Yu Fan was raised by Yuehua, and he knew him very clearly, although after many baptisms, he spent some time on weekdays, and practiced the ability to see people and talk about people, and talk about ghosts. But I still respect them from the bottom of my heart. He would never bother him, the high priest who had entered his twilight years, because of inconsequential people and things.

"The eldest son of the high priest of the Gusheng tribe......"

Before Yu Fan's words had completely fallen, the animal skin that was used as a portal in front of him suddenly opened, and a skinny figure flew out of it.

Nangong Fan's heart was shocked, his eyes couldn't help but condense, and he confirmed it carefully. The man's skin, flesh and bones, his tall body was completely wilted, and he flew out in levitation about five centimeters above the ground.

This was the first creature he saw that could levitate on the ground other than Hu Mingluo and the Realm Sand Scorpion.

It's just that the principle of how many people can fly is a little different.

Hu Mingluo is the essence of the spiritual power in his body surging on the soles of his feet, harmonizing with heaven and earth, so that he can run in the sky. The Terrain Sand Scorpion is the ultimate in its own race, and its carapace has undergone earth-shaking changes, almost forming wings, and soaring into the sky with a flapp.

As for the Yuehua priest in front of him, it is somewhat similar to the sword art recorded in the sword book, a disc-like bone weapon is covered by animal skin shoes, carrying him to levitate in the sky.

This bone must have been made of special qualities, and the speed of such a movement did not make a sound at all, which was unusual.

"Where is Gu Li?" Yuehua's cloudy pupils flickered, a little heartfelt worry.

"Senior, on my back. Nangong Fan clenched his fists and said respectfully.

Yuehua's eyes flashed with a trace of fine light, and the terrifying momentum enveloped Nangong Fan, this was just Yu Wei, more attention was actually on Gu Li, but it also made him feel a little uncomfortable, as if the whole world was squeezing him.

It's almost exactly the same feeling as facing Shajiao.

After a while, Yuehua's eyes became cloudy again, and the whole person seemed to be a little lifeless, "Come in." Xiao Fan, go do your own. ”

"Yes, priest. Yu Fan replied, turned around and left without hesitation, but when he passed by Nangong Fan's side, he seemed to flash some deep meaning.

Nangong Fan was about to ponder what Yu Fan's eyes meant by the flash, and the moonlight in front of him fluttered into his stone house again. I had to let go of my worries and follow suit.

Lifting the animal skin door, a demonic power came to his face, and his eyes were full of white powder, exuding a faint glow.

It was from these powders that the demonic power came, and Nangong Fan was sure that this was the ashes that had been ground from various demon beasts with just a few glances.

Nangong Fan froze, Yuehua could still levitate and float into the depths of the stone house, but he had a sense of absurdity that he couldn't get his feet, how many demon beast bones were grinded down? It's like coming to purgatory on earth.

"These are all polished when making bone tools, just step on them, it's okay. A faint voice seemed to come from purgatory.

Nangong Fan took a deep breath, boldly raised his foot and stepped on it, soft as stepping on the soft soil, without looking down at these ashes, there was nothing unusual in his heart.

Yu Guang glanced around, this was the first time he had been to the priest's house on the Barbarian Continent, and he was full of curiosity about everything.

There are all kinds of animal skins hanging on the stone wall, and on the animal skins are many prototypes of bone tools that have not yet been engraved with divine patterns, and there are obvious burning marks on them, and all kinds of demonic power are imprisoned in them in the grinding, exuding a faint breath. These gathered together, a little more gloomy than the lime scattered on the ground, as if there were countless demon beasts waiting on the wall, indifferently watching Nangong Fan's approach.

These bones seem to have spirits, and it only takes a few glances to determine what kind of monster they were removed from.

Stepping over five meters of ashes, he suddenly returned to the stone surface, and the hard ground really made Nangong Fan a little uncomfortable, bowing his head slightly, the ashes were condensed as high as a fingernail, and he couldn't help smacking his tongue.

Yuehua had a small bed made of grass and trees in her hand, and her eyes gradually became solemn, "Put Gu Li on it." ”

"Are you so sure he's Gu Li?" Nangong Fan asked with a smile, and put Gu Li off his back very neatly and placed it on the soft wooden bed.

This guy was bumpy all the way on horseback, and he slept very sweetly.

"Because I have seen his father, Lord Guchen, and he is seven or eight points similar to his father. It's a pity that he didn't follow his father's path. Yuehua's face was full of emotion, and she put on a look of unforgiving years, "I think that at the beginning, if it weren't for his father's guidance, I wouldn't have come to where I am now, becoming a high priest, and my reputation is hundreds of miles away." ”

"I see. "Nangong Fan never expected that Yuehua and Gu Li would have such a relationship.

It seems that even if Yuehua is now in a high position in a tribe and holds divine power, she still has a little gratitude, otherwise she would not have said these words, let alone show a worried expression towards Gu Li after hearing about her identity.

This old man, before entering his twilight years, still practiced "being a teacher for one day and a father for life".

Nangong Fan couldn't help but be in awe.

"Hey, I just didn't expect that when I was young, Lord Guchen was like that, and he was named the Priest's Light, and now that I'm old, I'm about to walk into the graveyard, and he's still like that. I'm still a little dumbfounded after all. Yuehua sighed with emotion, and her dry palm lightly rested on Gu Li's wrist.

Nangong Fan was just about to open his mouth to communicate with him, but when he closed his eyes solemnly, he had no choice but to give up.

The mysterious aura was boiling, similar to the aura that burst out of the body of the barbarian cultivator, but it was more ethereal.

The brute cultivation is as heavy as the earth, and now the breath that blooms on Yuehua's body is like a cloud floating in the sky, which is elusive.

Is this the priesthood?

Nangong Fan paid close attention to Yuehua's every move.

I saw that his fingertips were slightly raised, and then fell gently, three times in a row, and each time the breath on his body seemed to fade a little.

But Nangong Fan, who was engrossed, found that the aura had entered Gu Li's body at a strange frequency.

Gu Li's body trembled with the rise and fall of Yuehua's fingers, his chest rose and fell slightly, and a blood scab cracked violently, and blood flowed down.

"Black blood?" Nangong Fan's eyes froze, and he almost exclaimed, and he couldn't help but become even more nervous, and he could even suppress his breathing, so as not to disturb the Yuehua priest who was casting spells.

There seemed to be a trace of grit in the black blood, slowly dripping to the ground.

"You've encountered a sand demon beast, right? This demon power is not weaker than the realm, and I can't completely eradicate it. Yuehua's lips opened slightly, and her fingers gently picked.

Under the violent rise and fall of his chest, the wound that had just been torn scabbed again, and there were countless tiny bumps on his body, which slowly squirmed in Xiang Yuehua's right hand.

Nangong Fan's scalp was numb, what kind of weird thing is this? He used his divine thoughts to roughly scan Gu Li's body and found no trace of it.

After the tea effort, Gu Li's right shoulder was swollen with a large piece of meat.

"Wow. ”

Yuehua bit the tip of her tongue, and spit out a bright blood arrow from her mouth.

The inexplicable aura that permeated the air reached the extreme in an instant, as if a divine pattern appeared on the meat bun, the blood scab on the right shoulder was torn under it, and a few sesame seeds-sized grit were squeezed out of the wound.

Nangong Fan's eyes trembled, is this the energy that Sha Jiao penetrated deep into Gu Li's body?

Under the impetus of the divine pattern, the meat bun crawled towards Gu Li's right hand again, as if there was some hideous insect growing in his body.

The meat bun was finally almost at the wrist that Yuehua buckled.

He took a soft breath, and the fingers that had been cocked fell slightly.

Even Nangong Fan, who was engrossed, didn't notice any movement, and an inch-long wound emerged.

"Boom. ”

Countless pieces of sand and gravel slipped down from the wound like a stream, smashing into the stone face, creating dense small pits. There was a splash that fell on Nangong Fan's leg, with a slight pain, and he couldn't help but bow his head slightly, and a small hole appeared on his leg, slowly squeezing out the blood beads. Good thing the grit didn't sneak in.

Nangong Fan smacked his tongue, no wonder the injuries on his body had not improved with his Gu Li's physique, but became weaker and weaker under the tension. Whoever has so much grit in their body will not feel good.

This is completely a step by step drain on the vitality of the person who has been recruited.

"I'm still not good at learning, and that's all I can do. As long as you don't exert your peak combat power, there will be no major problems, and I will talk about other wound treatments. The rest will wait for you to return to the Gusheng tribe, and then Lord Guchen will handle it personally. ”

Yuehua's voice weakened a lot. After saying such a long paragraph, Nangong Fan was afraid that he would burp if he couldn't hold one.

Yuehua's palm flipped over, and a jade jar appeared. The trembling hand uncorked the bottle, and a spicy smell came to my nose. Just a few sips made Nangong Fan feel the hot pain where the smell passed. If this was directly smeared on his body, Nangong Fan would have thought of the scene where Gu Li jumped up and scolded his mother.

"Master Yuehua, why don't you let me smear it?" Nangong Fan hesitated slightly, but still spoke.

"It's okay, this is my special potion, and I have to have a unique technique to fully activate the effect of the medicine. I'm not old enough to do that. Yuehua said casually, and she had already tilted the jade.

A drop of liquid medicine smashed into Gu Li's chest.

"Wow. ”

Steaming heat.

Yuehua's left hand lightly pressed on the potion, and the supernatural power resurfaced, and with her right hand, she put away the jade and rhythmized it at a very fast speed, forming all kinds of strange handprints.

The supernatural power then soared.