At this time, he suddenly heard the injured man who fell to the ground hoarsely: "Hit that girl, hit that girl." The four of them were overjoyed, Zhang Xuanmeng attacked each other desperately, just to prevent them from entering the valley and disturb the girl, why not attack the girl and share his heart.

Zhang Xuanmeng was shocked, and his palm slashed towards the valley mouth, forming a force net. The four of them rushed forward several times, but they were all blocked by the force of their palms.

After fighting for more than 20 moves, seeing that the four of them were about to die under Zhang Xuanmeng's palm, the injured man shouted again: "Quick, send a hidden weapon." The four of them were reminded, secretly scolding themselves for being too confused, people can't get by, how can the secret weapon not be hit, even if they can't kill this kid, it will also be a great achievement to destroy the girl's cultivation.

When Zhang Xuanmeng heard this, he was even more frightened, and the overwhelming palm power split the four of them.

One of them said suddenly: "You have resisted." "Leaning over and rolling on the ground, I crushed a piece of gravel and hit it. Zhang Xuanmeng saw him rolling on the ground, how could he have thought that he would pinch the stone and throw it on the ground, and when he heard the wind, he couldn't stop it, only to hear a soft cry from Zhu Kexin behind him, and then he was silent.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanmeng was only so shocked that his soul flew away, and he didn't avoid his back palm, and slashed at the person who fell to the ground with all his might. Under his rage, how strong his palm power was, and in the man's screams, his head was shaken by the power of his palm, and * scattered and burst out. At the same time, the wound on the back was hit hard by a palm, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spit out, his body rushed forward, and his left hand swept back, hitting a person in the chest. Although Zhang Xuanmeng was seriously injured, the man still couldn't bear it, staggered, and almost wanted to fall.

When the other two saw that he was so mighty, how could they dare to fight again, one took the man who had just been wounded, and the other flew to hug the one who had been wounded first, intending to flee from the valley.

Zhang Xuanmeng was hit with two palms in the same place on his back, although his skill was thick, he never reached the body of King Kong, but he hated the despicable reminder of that person the most, gritted his teeth and took a breath and rushed over. The people who ran over saw Zhang Xuanmeng rushing with him, and they were so frightened that they turned around and ran down the mountain.

Zhang Xuanmeng's blood was surging in his abdomen, and he was worried about Zhu Kexin, so he didn't dare to chase after him, and stepped on the chest of the man on the ground, and the man was immediately angry.

He ran back to the valley, staggered to Zhu Kexin, helped her up, and held her in his arms, only to see her eyes closed, her face like white paper, and she didn't seem to be breathing. Zhang Xuanmeng's head buzzed, and his soul seemed to be about to fly out, and he was stunned for a while. After a while, a mouthful of blood spurted out. He only said: "Kexin, wake up, wake up, don't scare me, don't scare me." ”

He cried twice, calmed down, held Zhu Kexin's hand, only to feel that the tentacles were cold, and a soft internal force passed over, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response.

I was even more panicked, lowered my head, put my ear on Zhu Kexin's chest, listened attentively, and faintly felt that there was still a heartbeat, but it took a long time to plop. With a little peace of mind, Zhu Kexin was straightened, and his right hand was attached to the big acupoint behind her, and a strong true qi was injected into it, looking for all parts of the viscera.

After half an hour, Zhu Kexin opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of purple blood.

Zhang Xuanmeng was overjoyed and shouted: "Kexin, Kexin." But he saw that her eyes were still closed, and she could not hear, but she stretched out her finger to the wing of her nose, and she could already feel a faint breath.

His hanging heart finally fell, and with his own true qi hanging for her life, she finally didn't die for a while. At this time, Fang felt that the pain in his back injury was unbearable, and the two palms were really not light. endured the pain, urged the internal force, and continuously infused into Zhu Kexin's body.

After more than two hours, the internal force gradually subsided, after all, there was a big battle, and he was seriously injured, but he didn't dare to stop for a while, for fear that if he stopped, Zhu Kexin would no longer wake up.

With the consumption of internal force, Zhang Xuanmeng's true qi became weaker and weaker. Suddenly, Zhu Kexin snorted softly in his nose. Although the voice was weak, in Zhang Xuanmeng's ears, it was like spring thunder, and his heart was ecstatic, holding her palm with his right hand, he continued to input true qi from the palm, let go of the life-gate acupoint behind him, stretched out his left hand to hold her back in his arms, and softly called in her ear, "Kexin, Kexin, wake up, wake up." ”

After a long time, Zhu Kexin finally hummed again, opened his eyes slightly, looked at him for a while, his eyes were scattered, only once, closed again, and a tear came out of the corner of his eye.

Zhang Xuanmeng gently kissed her cheek with his lips, kissed away the tears, and whispered: "Kexin, don't be afraid, I will definitely cure you, I will definitely cure you." "By this time, the sun had already risen, the dark clouds in the middle of the night had cleared, and it was a fine day.

Zhang Xuanmeng carried Zhu Kexin into the house and put it lightly on the bunk, although he was physically and mentally exhausted, he didn't dare to lie down, sat cross-legged, and recovered his vitality. An hour later, I went to see Zhu Kexin, but saw that her breathing was getting weaker. I was scared in my heart, and I continued to lose with internal strength.

Zhang Xuanmeng practiced for one hour, lost two hours of internal strength for Zhu Kexin, did not stop, did not dare to rest, a whole day passed, and Zhu Kexin still did not get better.

It's already night, he doesn't dare to close his eyes, worried that when he wakes up, Zhu Kexin is no longer there, and his heart is miserable, barely holding on. And just like that, another day passed.

Zhang Xuanmeng didn't eat or drink, his true qi was getting weaker and weaker, and he looked at Zhu Kexin, whose face was pale and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he wanted to cry without tears. He knew in his heart that Zhu Kexin relied on his true qi to hang her life at this time, and as soon as her internal strength stopped, her heart also stopped.

On the morning of the third day, after losing his true qi for Zhu Kexin, he was so tired that he couldn't stand up. I sat on the spot for half an hour, supported the ground with my hands, and then stood up, washed some rice, and burned half a pot of rice porridge.

He hadn't eaten for two days, although his heart was hurt and it was difficult to swallow, but when he thought of saving Zhu Kexin, he frowned and ate it, three bowls in a row.

The so-called people are iron, rice is steel, these three bowls of rice porridge are in the stomach, Zhang Xuanmeng's spirit is much better, and he has half a bowl to feed Zhu Kexin. Zhu Kexin only drank a few sips, and then spit it out, mixed with blood. He sighed and stared blankly at her pale face.

On this day, after eating three meals, the recovery of physical strength and true qi was much faster than the previous two days.

After three days, seeing that Zhu Kexin's breathing was getting stronger and stronger, and sometimes he could open his eyes to see him, Zhang Xuanmeng was even happier, he was in a good mood, the amount of food increased greatly, and his internal strength slowly recovered by seven or eight percent, and he could input three or four hours for Zhu Kexin at a time, even if he didn't lose two hours in between, Zhu Kexin's breathing would not get weaker again.

At this point, he knew that Zhu Kexin's life was saved.

This morning, under the vibration of his internal force, Zhu Kexin actually opened his eyes and looked at him, with a glow in his eyes.

Zhang Xuanmeng was surprised and cried: "Kexin, are you awake?" Zhu Kexin's lips moved, and tears rolled out of her eyes.

Zhang Xuanmeng leaned his ear to her lips, only to hear her say hard: "Xuanmeng, don't leave me, my heart hurts." Zhang Xuanmeng nodded again and again, hugged her in his arms, and comforted her in a low voice: "Kexin, you finally woke up and can speak, don't be afraid, I will definitely cure you." Come, drink some porridge. This time, Zhu Kexin actually drank half a bowl.