"Whew~~"

The fat man struggled to get up, his right hand was already a blur of flesh and blood, but the rest of his body was fine except for a little pain. After a brief breath, the fat man looked in the direction of Su Qian.

There is a blood hole in Su Zhen's abdomen, and the blood hole is not big, but it is a penetrating injury. Su Zhen had already lost a little too much blood, his face was pale, and he fainted.

On Ying Zheng's side, the fat man couldn't see what the situation was, he could only see that Ying Zheng's head was wrapped in blood vines into a spike shape and pierced into Emperor Kuiten's head, but Emperor Kui Teng didn't move, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The fat man struggled to carry the bag, which contained the loot he had worked so hard to collect, and this time he was almost out of ammunition, and he could not leave without catching anything.

"Sss

The fat man endured the pain and walked to Su Qian's side step by step, Su Qian's eyes were closed, his face was slightly wrinkled, and his cheeks were sweating, as if he was suffering intense pain.

The fat man carefully picked up Su Zhen and came to Yingzheng's side, then took out the bandages and hemostatic spray in the bag, and after briefly treating the wound on Su Zhen's abdomen and his right hand, he took out a medicine from the bag.

"Whew, it's good that it's not broken." The fat man looked at the pale green glass pipe.

Crush the nozzle with your fingers and pour the liquid inside into Su Qian's mouth. After doing this, the fat man can only pray, hoping that God will bless him.

As for Ying Zheng, the fat man was at a loss, Ying Zheng's limbs were bound by spider silk and blood vines, and Ying Zheng's head was also deeply pierced into the head of Emperor Kuiten.

The fat man held his heart and poked Kui Teng Huang with his finger, but there was no response. The fat man gritted his teeth, took care of him, and pulled it out.

The fat man got up, grabbed Yingzheng's shoulder with his left hand, and slowly pulled Yingzheng up with his right arm.

"It feels like pulling a carrot." The fat man suddenly thought.

It took a little effort for the fat man to pull out Yingzheng's head, and after removing the blood vine from his face, Yingzheng's pale cheeks could be seen. The fat man hurriedly poured the last bottle of potion in the bag into Yingzheng's mouth.

Then he laboriously cleaned up the blood vines and spider silk that bound Yingzheng's limbs, and completely separated Yingzheng.

At this time, Emperor Kui Teng did not react at all, and the wound that was pierced by Ying Zheng was empty, without the black-green pillar of light from before. In the eyes of the fat man, the current Emperor Kuito is just an empty shell wrapped in Kuiten.

The fat man didn't pay attention to Emperor Kuiten, but came to Yingzheng's side, put his hands up and down, and touched Yingzheng's whole body.

"Well, yes, no wounds." The fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

After a simple rest, he put on his bag, carried Ying Zheng on his shoulder, and carefully held Su Zhen with both hands, Su Zhen had an injury in his abdomen and could not carry it on his shoulder.

And the fat man's Rashomon and Su Zhen's crossbows can only stay here, as for Yingzheng's Kite Fei, because there is still a little position, plus Kite Fei is light, it was taken by the fat man.

Soon, the fat man and the two of them quickly left the devastated dense forest, and headed for the distant foothold.

......

"Sss

This is the sound of the cloth being torn.

Su Zhen stood straight in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, with a black elastic bra on the top and elastic leggings on the bottom. But her abdomen was abruptly wrapped around a white bandage.

Now, she is removing the bandage.

After removing some of the yellowed bandages, Su Qian's smooth lower abdomen and the seductive mermaid line were revealed. It's just that there is a visible scar on the top of the smooth lower abdomen, a circular scar the thickness of a kettle.

The scar was pale pink newly grown skin, and Su Zhen touched the scar gently, and it was a little painful.

"Ah Zheng hasn't woken up yet?" Su Qian glanced at the fat man peeking beside him.

The fat man's body shook and said, "Not yet, today is the third day." But the breathing is stable, it should be fine, just wait. ”

Su Qian was silent.

For the past three days, the three of them stayed in the single-family homestay, and the fat man was busy with the injured two at first. Later, Su Zhen gradually recovered, so he took turns to take care of Yingzheng.

"It's my turn, you go and rest." Su Qian threw the removed bandage aside and walked straight to Yingzheng's room. The fat man stretched his waist, picked up the little raccoon flower who was pounced on the toy mouse on one side, and sucked the cat on the side, like a fat house.

Entering the room, Ying Zheng was still lying on the bed as he had been three days ago, without the slightest sign of waking up, while the spotted big cat was rarely half lying next to Ying Zheng, gently licking Ying Zheng's cheek with his own meat tongue.

After rubbing the big cat's head, Su Qian sat down next to Yingzheng. Win Zheng in a coma is getting thinner and thinner, no matter how much food the two of them feed these days, Ying Zheng is losing weight at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, which is also the situation that the two are most worried about now.

It seems that Yingzheng's body is engaged in some strenuous activity, constantly consuming his energy. The two of them have been fed enough energy bars (produced by Pan Asia) for a month to be eaten by normal people for a few days, but there is no improvement effect.

But no, the two of them couldn't keep watching Ying Zheng lose weight like this, so they had to continue feeding, and the amount was getting bigger and bigger. The two of them can only pray for God's blessing at the moment, and there is no other way.

The big cat rubbed Yingzheng's cheek from time to time and moved his hand, as if Yingzheng would wake up in this way. In the past few days, it has been by Yingzheng's side, and it can't even hunt for the little raccoon flower.

In fact, the most important thing is that the little raccoon flower is fed by the fat man's male mother, and there is nothing to do with it.

The days passed slowly in a calm time, and before I knew it, a week had passed, and it was time for Yingzheng to wake up.

......

"Huh? It's so itchy. ”

Awakened by the itching on his face, Win slowly opened his eyes, and a fleshy tongue licked and closed his eyes that were not fully open.

"Hmm!!"

Ying Zheng moved the cat's head off his face and stood up under the surprised gaze of the big cat. A feeling of dizziness hit, and it took a while for Ying Zheng to get used to it.

"I'm not dead?!" Ying Zheng took out his hand shrunk in the quilt, and a pair of bony hands came into view, and his hands still had a faint green, like shriveled vines.

"Is this a rattan in the body? And my voice..."

As soon as he woke up, Ying Zheng felt that his throat was itching and unbearable, and as soon as he made a sound, he was very hoarse, like a rusty wooden door, which should also be the result of the vine of the body.

Ying Zheng got up slightly and looked at the big cat lying next to him. The big cat stared at Ying Zheng with wide eyes, and when Ying Zheng reached over, he consciously closed it.

Ying Zheng's shriveled hand touched the big cat's head, and then he buried all his head in the big cat's arms.

"Thank you."