"Teacher Dean!?"

Sai Xiaoxi saw the person in front of him clearly, isn't it Dean! It's just that the surprise and emotion in his heart were replaced by endless self-blame and worry in the next moment, and he seemed to catch a glimpse of a little red mark on Dean's arm, because the military uniform Dean was wearing was silver, so the mark was extremely obvious. Sai Xiaoxi fixed his eyes for a moment, and then, his pupils dilated, and he involuntarily gasped. I saw a half-meter-long blood mark on Dean's arm, from Dean's shoulder to Dean's wrist, and the blood that flowed red the fabric of Dean's military uniform.

"Teacher Dean........ Your hands .......," Sai Xiaoxi stammered.

Dean glanced at his arm, took a dark coat from the storage ring and covered it, and then, pretending to be nonchalant, said lightly.

"It's fine."

"How could it be okay!?"

Hearing Dean say this, before Sai Xiaoxi could say anything, Dylan on the side listened to the fire, and without saying a word, he rushed forward with an arrow step, ripped off Dean's coat, and then checked Dean's wound.

I didn't know when the blood from the wound turned black, and it looked like ink was flowing on my arm, which was even more shocking.

Seeing this scene, Dylan frowned, released his spiritual power, probed Dean's wound, and found that there was no toxin in Dean's wound, so he barely breathed a sigh of relief, and then, glared at Dean fiercely, regardless of the fact that the three of them were still here, and shouted angrily.

"Dean Capone! You're looking for death, aren't you!? You are sacrificing yourself! What if the brute's claws are poisonous!!!? Have you lived enough!? ”

Seeing Dylan's angry appearance, Dean cried and laughed, "Poisoning doesn't affect me, right?" I have toxins in my blood and I'm immune to ......"

"Less nonsense!"

Before Dean could finish speaking, Dylan interrupted him, and was about to do something when he realized something very important, that is, ———— he didn't have the ability to heal others! Indeed, whether it is ability or first aid, Dylan is a layman. If you want to talk about fighting, he doesn't have a problem, but if you want to talk about rescue or something......... Dylan didn't know anything. Usually Dylan himself is injured, so he can either bandage it hastily and wait for it to recover slowly, or go to Obi's medical room.

There's really no way, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor. Dylan stubbornly gathered his internal strength and used his own unskilled rejuvenation technique to heal Dean's wounds.

However, not long after the internal force came into contact with the wound, he suddenly saw a puff of black gas coming out of Dean's wound, and then the blood from the wound turned back to its normal scarlet color.

What's going on!?

As smart as Dean, when he saw this, he understood it in his heart. After a long time, the blackening of the elves here is caused by a special dark force. And this power, obviously, is artificial. Moreover, as long as it is scratched by the blackened elf, it is very likely that the dark power will pour into the body. If it weren't for Dean himself, he would have a strong immunity to this energy; If it weren't for the poison in Dean's blood, it would have curbed the spread of this energy; If it weren't for Dylan's timely use of the rejuvenation technique, no one can say what would have happened later!

At this moment, Dean is still a little afraid, if he didn't block Kemira's attack in time just now and let him hurt Sai Xiaoxi, then, if it was Sai Xiaoxi, it was very likely that he would suffer huge damage, and even his life was very likely to be endangered......... Thinking of this, Dean couldn't help pinching a cold sweat, and secretly rejoiced, after all, everything was in danger. Although he was slightly injured, it was not a big deal.

Of course, if Dylan knew what Dean was thinking right now, I'm afraid he would have to have a big fight with him. Caring for his body or something, in the eyes of those who care about him, this is the most infuriating move.

"Mr. Dean, are you alright?" Sai Xiaoxi asked with concern, and then blamed himself, "It's all my fault....... If it weren't for me letting my guard down, if it weren't for the fact that I'm useless, you wouldn't be ...... Teacher Dean."

"Alright," Dean reached out and rubbed Sai Xiaoxi's head, then said with a smile.

"Don't be so aggressive, I'm fine, it's just a stroke, it looks scary, it's not as serious as you think."

As he spoke, he stood up and moved his arms twice as if he was fine, signaling that Sai Xiaoxi was fine. Of course, it would be false to say that it doesn't hurt sincerely. With such a long blood mark, it almost scratched the bone, and now Dean is still shaking like this, it's no wonder it doesn't hurt!

However, in order not to worry Sai Xiaoxi, Dean endured the pain and smiled as much as he could. It turns out that Dean is still hiding well, seeing Dean like this, Sai Xiaoxi believed it and breathed a sigh of relief, and then, frowned, distressed.

"Teacher Dean, can you not do this next time........ I feel sorry when I look at it......."

Hearing Sai Xiaoxi's words, Dean couldn't help but smile, agreed repeatedly, and rubbed Sai Xiaoxi's hair twice by the way. I have to say that the feeling of being cared for by my own students is not bad, and I basically can't feel the pain of such a big cut on my body.

Looking at Dean and Sai Xiaoxi, the corners of Dylan's mouth on the side hooked a trace of imperceptible arc. If it weren't for the fact that Sai Xiaoxi was Dean's student, I'm afraid even his own brother would be jealous. However, after less than half a day of getting along, Dylan's favorability towards Sai Xiaoxi can be said to have skyrocketed, so he simply turned his eye open, turned his back, pretended not to see it, and then walked to the blackened Kemira who had just been put down by Dean with anesthetic, and took a look. After that, Dean's voice was heard.

"Don't worry, I didn't hurt it, I just used anesthetics to make it pass out temporarily."

Hearing this, Dylan nodded, and secretly sighed in his heart Dylan's professional ethics as an elven scholar. Even in that case, he refused to hurt the elf, and would rather take a claw himself than indiscriminately hurt the innocent, which Dylan was ashamed of.

Immediately afterwards, Dylan stood up and looked at Sai Xiaoxi and Dean, a little crying and laughing, but he didn't say anything, but pretended not to see it and walked into the distance, saying as he walked.

"Can't you go? Want to camp here? Don't waste time here, let's go to the village, there are still many things to do! ”

Speaking of this, Dylan paused again and said to Sai Xiaoxi.

"And you, this isn't a game of housekeeping, be careful, if you don't want Dean to collect your body."

Of course, as vicious as Dylan's words sounded, in fact, his tone was imperceptibly much better than usual.