Bathed in the light again, it was nearly half a month later.

Xu Zhi didn't expect Mograine's vengeful spirit's curse to erupt so ferociously, which was far beyond what he could bear.

Some witchcraft is worn out by the real world, while others linger and have a lasting effect.

Xu Zhi's curse belongs to the latter, compared to Gu Changying's worried eyes from time to time, Xu Zhi's mood is not bad.

Looking at the dry arms, the slightly dehydrated body, Xu Zhi's Changchun True Yang Gong continued to run, the abundant internal qi continued to sweep every part of the skin, and the withered body continued to bear the moisture.

When he woke up, he looked at the state of the curse from the dream world.

Curse of Mograine's Vengeful Spirit: Cursed with the power of the Black Knight's Revenant, the enemy is immortal, vengeance is not endless, -1 life/six hours, duration: 1298 days.

Compared with before, the reduction of life has become almost bearable, and the time has not changed, more than three years, which is not a big problem.

The weakening of the curse from the outside world was obvious, and with the large amount of A-class energy harmonic fluid infused into the body, the body gradually began to recover.

In his body, there is also a power from the Returning Tong Spring, which continues to benefit the body, and this time the state of the ruins has nothing to do with qi training, but more of a change in physical fitness.

There is weakening, there is strengthening, and the body is in a very contradictory state.

"The system of witchcraft in the ruins is completely different from the outside, and there are many incomprehensible aspects of modern medicine, which are difficult to cure."

"Forcibly pushing the internal qi to expel will destroy your qi framework, and it is very likely that your cultivation will be completely wasted."

"When your cultivation can be upgraded to the level of an expert, and there are no more blockages in the flow of internal qi throughout your body, you will be able to slowly exorcise these ghost tricks on your own."

"I'll spend my breath for you once a day, and strive to get rid of this disease as soon as possible."

In order to heal Xu Zhi's body, Gu Changying had decided to live in Yunling City, which made Xu Zhi's heart warm.

"Good boy, you're doing well in the ruins."

Smelling Gu Changying's voice, Yan Xuankong pushed the door in, this grandmaster had a trace of bloodshot in his eyes, like Gu Changying, he seemed to be tired in the recent period, and his spirit was slightly tired.

"Master Yan, how is Jinbai" Inside the medical device, Xu straightened his head and raised his hand to salute slightly.

His physical fitness is much stronger than Yan Jinbai, and he has the support of Tongquan, and he also treated himself with a regeneration ring once after leaving the ruins, and his hole cards are far better than Yan Jinbai.

"His condition is a little worse, he has been poisoned by blood, his state is unstable, he is very awake during the day, and at twelve o'clock in the evening, he will faint in pain for a while, and he may have to continue treatment for a while."

"Can you take me to see him?"

Yan Xuankong nodded, and the two medical staff immediately came up and began to disarm Xu Zhi from the medical equipment and put on clothes.

On various detectors, Xu Zhi's indicators are returning to normal, and the situation is developing in a good direction, as long as people are sober, there is no major problem in their bodies.

Stepping on the ground, a slight feeling of weightlessness came, and Xu Zhi moved his legs, feet and arms slightly before he slowly walked around.

Yan Jinbai's medical room is in the adjacent room, and both of them are in the intensive care room, one is No. 1 and the other is No. 02.

In the long cylindrical glass container, Yan Jinbai's body was soaked in solution, and several tubes inserted in her body were pressed into fresh blood from time to time, and slightly green bad blood was discharged from time to time.

He was emaciated, his face was so pale that he couldn't see a trace of blood, and his mandibles were high and protruding, which was similar to the image of a rich and noble son before.

At this time, he was already awake, looking at Xu Zhi outside, an ugly smile appeared on his face, and he nodded slightly.

Xu Zhi's mouth opened, and he saw that Yan Jinbai was sent liquid by the instrument, and quickly a medical staff began to wipe his body, transferred to the hospital bed, and a large amount of energy blending liquid was poured into his mouth.

"Meaningless, a little blood poison, I can defeat this sooner or later."

Compared with Xu Zhi, Yan Jinbai was awake earlier, the two were inconsistent, and Yan Jinbai had enough understanding of his body.

"Hey, you've just recovered, and you're touching me, it's not appropriate, it's a lot of people."

As Xu Zhi put his hands up and down, Yan Jinbai began to mumble in a low voice, and several doctors and nurses even covered their eyes slightly.

Dracula's Plague Poison: Derived from the power of the Plague Zombie, -1 health/8 hours, Plague Power erupts every 24 hours, -5 health, duration: 1004 days.

After probing for a long time, Yan Jinbai's situation finally came into Xu Zhi's mind.

The power of the other party's plague poison has also been greatly weakened, as long as he can hold on, he will be cured in about three years, which is not far from him in time.

I couldn't stand it at night, it was estimated that my life was cut too much at a time, Xu Zhi didn't know how much life he had, let alone Yan Jinbai, he thought about it, took off the ring on his hand, and put it on Yan Jinbai.

"You, what are you doing, let me tell you, my hobby is women, and I am not ready for this."

Yan Jinbai looked at the ring on his hand, and sweat broke out on his head.

"Prepare your head, it's a good baby, use it once less, rub it against the ring."

Xu Zhi rolled his eyes, if it weren't for Yan Jinbai being too miserable, he would still want to keep this regeneration ring for some use.

The lifeline is an indicator, and if it floats in different boundaries, the physical state of the person will be different.

Although the attribute panel cannot measure the health value in reality, in Xu Zhi's understanding, if a person's life is simply calculated as one hundred points, every twenty points is counted as a step stage, such as below twenty points is considered a serious injury, below forty points is a minor injury, sixty points is considered a health standard, and eighty points is the good state of cultivators.

Yan Jinbai is likely to be in a state of recovery from a serious injury at twenty points, with the constant assistance of medical treatment to make him recover, and the poison of the plague of Dracula to make his body decline.

The amount of recovery from medical aids and Yan Jinbai's self-healing ability did not exceed the poison of the plague too much, so his body was hanging all the time, and it might slowly get better, or it might encounter some factors, resulting in worse results.

Xu Zhi took out this ring, just to push Yan Jinbai's physical state up to a level, it is good to be able to enter the stage of minor injury, so that he can enter the benign treatment stage.

His physical body is far stronger than Yan Jinbai, and now that his condition is stable, he is gradually recovering, and he does not need this ring.

Speaking of which, Yan Jinbai's injury can be regarded as a disaster to the pond fish, and it has nothing to do with him.

Xu Zhi thought about it for a while, and then saw Yan Jinbai, who had come back to his senses, rubbing the ring there vigorously.

A trace of white light swept through his body, only to hear Yan Jinbai let out a comfortable cry, and this guy's face was a little more bloody.

"What a baby."

Yan Jinbai felt that his life seemed to be relieved, and he could take a few more breaths.

"Let me tell you, in our group of people who went in, a man named Lynch came to the door, took a bottle and said that it could heal wounds, and he wanted to sell us for a lot of money, and he drenched me with water, which was useless, and he was almost beaten to death by his grandfather's people."

"Tsk, I've seen that guy, it's really a chicken thief."

The two people in the ward chatted happily, and they couldn't see much depression, which made Yan Xuankong and the others happy, and there was a slight trace of worry in their hearts. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~