Chapter 147: Broken Arm

However, at the same time, in an uninhabited mountain peak in the cabinet, there was an old man sitting in a simple cave mansion, who was playing with hundreds of yellow-rank primary talismans in his hand, and sometimes looked at a well in the center of the cave mansion, and suddenly, as if he had a feeling in his heart, he glanced towards the peak where Han Feng was.

The clear eyes seemed to be able to get rid of the obstacles, seeing the scene over there, after a few breaths, the old man was shocked, his rough big hands trembled slightly, and the talismans he played with fell to the ground, staring at the direction he was looking at, his face was full of anxiety and horror, and he muttered, "Could it be the dragon clan?"

"Could it be that the Middle Domain has also sensed the Demon Dao, so he sent someone to investigate?"

Standing up, pacing back and forth in the cave, pinching his long white beard, muttering nervously, and accidentally pinching a few of them, but he didn't feel the slightest feeling.

"No, if it's really from the Middle Domain, the old man has to go and see it. ”

Before the words fell, the figure disappeared, and reappeared, already in the sky, and hurriedly flew towards the place where Han Feng had just moved.

The dark clouds dispersed and saw the light of day again, Han Feng was lying on the ground in a coma, his left hand covering his right arm, and there was still a strong sense of pain on his face, because of the heavy rain just now, the water surface had risen a little, and it had already flooded Han Feng's calf.

The old man fell from the sky and looked for the previous breath, but he didn't find anything along the way, as if the dragon breath seemed to be wrong and frowned.

"Hey, there's a little doll over there. ”

The old man was on the top of the cliff, and happened to see a little doll lying next to the spring under the waterfall, half of his body fell into the spring, and flew down, wanting to find out some news.

"Hiss~"

After the old man landed, he looked at Han Feng's right arm, and couldn't help but gasp, because Fang Cai didn't take a closer look at the cliff, he thought that this little doll was just too tired to fall asleep, but who knew that he was so seriously injured.

"Little one, if it weren't for the dragon clues, I wouldn't want to help you. ”

The old man smacked, he seemed to like trouble very much, but now the clues were broken, except for this unconscious little doll, he could no longer see a living person, and he might be able to learn some clues from this little doll.

"Tut-tut, it's quite serious, hey, it's going to waste the old man's strength again. ”

This old man seems to be extremely lazy, and he is not willing to use even the slightest strength, no wonder the cave is so clean, there is nothing, and the cleanliness is outrageous.

With the waving of his robe, Han Feng suddenly levitated out of thin air, and then, under the traction of the old man, the two flew to their cave mansion together, which was really not suitable for treating Han Feng.

After a while, the old man placed Han Feng on the only stone bed in the cave, and cut all the broken sleeves on Han Feng's right arm, revealing a bloody arm, the blood on it had already coagulated and turned into a bloody shackle, even the old man couldn't help frowning when he looked at it, and said secretly.

"What the hell is this little guy going to such a remote place? How can there be such a serious injury, hey, this arm is almost useless, the meridians are broken, and the bones are broken, but this little guy is quite tough, and his perseverance and tenacity are not bad. ”

The old man held Han Feng's right arm, frowning from time to time, very strange for his purpose of going so far, and then carefully looked Han Feng up and down, and finally bowed his head slightly, suddenly laughed, and said.

"Count you little guy lucky to meet the old man and me, otherwise your arm would really be useless. ”

As soon as his eyes froze, a powerful aura rose to the sky, his sleeves flew, and a touch of azure air mass floated on his rough big hand, his expression was nervous, and he slowly entered the air mass in his hand into Han Feng's right arm, carefully rubbing it back and forth.

"Ahh

Even if he was unconscious, Han Feng actually screamed loudly, the previous medicinal liquid quenching was not so powerful, you can imagine how unbearable the pain was.

"Let's go to sleep, kid. ”

The old man's index middle finger merged, and he covered Han Feng's heavenly spirit a little, and then Han Feng, who was struggling constantly, gradually calmed down, no longer made any movements, and fell asleep, letting the old man heal himself.

While the old man was healing Han Feng's injuries, the scene of Jiang Yongqi struggling to hunt the demonic beast appeared on the well in the middle of the cave.

......

The sun rises and the moon sets, spring goes to autumn, and in the blink of an eye, a week has passed since the old man healed Han Feng's injuries, and on this day, only Han Feng lying on the bed was left in the huge cave mansion, but the old man didn't know where he went.

"Ah~ my hands. ”

Han Feng opened his eyes, the unfamiliar environment made him vigilant, but before he could take a look at the cave, the pain from his right arm diverted his attention.

"What is this?"

There was not a single blood stain on his right hand, and there was no skin and flesh, but Han Feng clearly remembered that when he was unconscious, his entire right hand was completely unable to move, why was it all fine now, could someone help him?

Holding his right hand, which couldn't move too much, Han Feng got out of bed carefully and began to look around.

It's a pity that there is nothing in such a big cave mansion that can provide Han Feng with any clues, but the wellhead in the middle has attracted Han Feng's attention and is ready to go.

"The little one is awake?"

Han Feng paused, stopped in place, his vigilance increased, and he turned around slowly, a plainly dressed, with white hair floating casually behind his head, and a ruddy complexion, but Han Feng had a cynical feeling, and an old man with a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand suddenly came from outside.

"Yes, could it be that my senior helped me?" Han Feng frowned and asked uncertainly.

"It's not me, could it be that there are other people? Stinky boy, old man, I took the trouble to snatch your hand back, and you did this to me?"

The old man seemed to be a little angry, and he regretted it at the moment, he knew that this was the case, so he didn't care about him, saved some effort, and said sharply.

"Hand?" Han Feng was puzzled, his face full of doubt.

"That's right, if it weren't for the old man's timely action, you would probably be a one-armed hero in your life. However, in the blink of an eye, the old man ignored his previous suspicions and smiled at Hehe, making Han Feng look at the lack of seriousness and joke.

"Thank you for the kindness of the seniors, the juniors have nothing to repay, if there is a place where the juniors can be used, the seniors will command. ”

Suddenly, the effect of one arm, Han Feng knew how important it was, and respectfully bowed to the old man.

"Haha, that's what you said, come, drink this rice porridge first, and then it will really be useful for you. ”

The old man's face flashed with a touch of cunning, as if he had succeeded in his treacherous plan, and handed over the porridge with a smile, Han Feng hurriedly picked it up and ate it one bite at a time.

I haven't eaten for a week, my stomach is already hungry, even if it is clear porridge at this moment, it is no less than the delicacies of the mountains and seas for Han Feng, and it doesn't take a while, a bowl of clear porridge is all in my stomach, and even the bottom of the bowl is licked clean by him, as if it has been washed.