A scream of grief and indignation pierced the sky.

Even if it was dark, only the moonlight was flowing into the stream, Ziyou could still easily distinguish that this was a figure, and instantly felt that he was dirty, tears crossed his face, and the body that had been seen by others was no longer pure, could he still be worthy of Nangong Fan, who could be called a demon?

Ziyou kicked out subconsciously. Even in the water, the man was instantly pierced by a kick under Ziyou's rage. Under the moonlight, no blood flowers appeared, but Ziyou was still unwilling, and continued to kick out, eager to crush his bones and scatter ashes.

Nangong Fan's whole person rushed out of the woods in an instant, drawing a black line on the ground, and the speed could make many peak bone quenching realms drop their jaws in shock. Under the moonlight, he couldn't see his figure clearly.

At this moment, Nangong Fan was still puzzled, and in his thoughts, except for Ziyou's magic power surging, there was no other unusual aura.

What is it?

His pupils seemed to turn bloody, and if something happened to Ziyou around him, he would never forgive himself easily.

Almost instantly, Nangong Fan stepped on the surface of the stream, and even now he didn't find anything unusual, he could only see Zi You kicking under the water like crazy, rising and making ripples.

There is even a hint of lovelessness on his body.

Could it be underwater? Even with Yuehua guiding the way, Nangong Fan's slightly suspended eyes in mid-air could not really see the scene under the stream, and the water flow was the best shelter.

But no matter what, the guy who has to take Ziyou out of danger first, and the guy who can get rid of his own divine mind to the living things may be some kind of great guy.

Although Ziyou didn't look like he had met a big guy at this time, he was careless, and Nangong Fan didn't have the heart to think so much at this time.

A punch swung towards the void, and the green streams on the side of his body appeared, maintaining his state of stasis. At the same time, he hugged Ziyou, who had fallen into madness.

Ziyou punched and kicked up and down the stream, even if Nangong Fan hugged him, he didn't stop, and his fist smashed on him.

After all, Nangong Fan's body is too strong, so he easily picked up Ziyou and broke away from the writing, and his heart couldn't help but wave, so slippery and greasy.

But he still lowered his head and said very gently in her ear, "Well, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Ziyou was still tossing in his arms, but he didn't know how to use magic power under his madness, even if he hit Nangong Fan hard, he would only feel comfortable like beating his back, and it didn't cause harm.

Nangong Fan didn't have the heart to settle in the gentle township, he moved his eyes slightly, flashing a trace of ruthlessness, he wanted to take a closer look at what was the thing that frightened Ziyou.

When the eyes of the god opened, even if it was just a little moonlight shining into the bottom of the water, he could see through the scene below the surface of the stream.

As the stream flowed, a figure floated in it, slowly drifting downstream.

"Hmm, dead man?" Nangong Fan's eyes froze, he was not a flower like Ziyou who had been living in a greenhouse, even in the water, he could recognize at a glance that this was a person who had been dead for an unknown amount of time. Even its body was slightly white and swollen in the water.

Only, how can there be dead people in this water?

Ziyou seemed to be tired from the beating, his whole body trembled and collapsed on Nangong Fan's body, after hearing his words, a trace of hope appeared in his eyes, and it seemed that a powerful way poured out from his limbs, and he hurriedly asked, "Dead man?"

Nangong Fan lowered his head slightly, and the tip of his nose couldn't help dripping cloudy blood beads, which was really exciting.

This is not the time to take advantage, Nangong Fan hurriedly raised his head, lest his fiery heart be difficult to suppress. Turning his gaze back to the surface of the stream, he saw a corpse with a broken head but no blood appearing in the distance, which should be Ziyou's masterpiece just now.

Nangong Fan was not afraid to look directly at such a scene, but he was inevitably worried about his future life.

The beautiful woman was puzzled, and seemed to care about this question very much, so she nodded solemnly, "Well, it's a dead person, and there is more than one." ”

Ziyou finally breathed a sigh of relief. It's good to be a dead person, and the burden under my heart can't help but be dissipated.

"How can there be so many dead people here?" Nangong Fan wondered, just under the glance now, there were no less than fifty corpses floating down in the stream.

A set of clothes appeared on Ziyou's fingertips, her wet body curled up in Nangong Fan's arms, and then used her clothes to resist her body slightly, her face was full of shame, how could she not know that she had been completely looked down upon by this bad guy next to her?

Ziyou's eyes rolled, staring at Nangong Fan's smooth chin under his masterpiece, his heart was filled with sweetness, and his voice was as small as a mosquito, "Maybe there is some unimaginable danger here." ”

Nangong Fan groaned slightly, landed slightly, and grabbed Ziyou with one hand, letting the black dragon sword that had been by his side use the eagle-shaped sword to stabilize the posture in the air roar forward.

This is the method that Nangong Fan figured out after discovering that he could control the black dragon sword to roar in the sky, but he couldn't fly with the sword, although it was much slower than the real sword flight, but at least he could wave his fist in the air to attack.

But at this time, the Black Dragon Sword was asked to pick up a corpse to see the situation, so he had to use the eagle fist to keep it in the air. After all, since he knew that the stream was full of corpses, he didn't dare to go into the water to fish it up.

Not to mention the corpse poison that may be brought, but the level in my heart is also a little difficult to pass.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but move my eyebrows to Ziyou, who was slightly covered but more tempting, and sure enough, this little girl's face was pale, her body kept trembling, and the slight ups and downs showed the situation, she seemed to remember the scene of playing in the water in such a stream. I panicked.

Nangong Fan secretly scolded himself in his heart, but Mu Chengzhou had no chance to regret it, so he had to tighten his smooth back with his right hand, and gently carsed and appeased her heart.

The black dragon sword broke through the water, and Nangong Fan kicked it in mid-air, easily coming to the stream.

After Nangong Fan landed firmly on the ground, he put the corpse firmly on the ground, and then moved Ziyou's body to his back, and slowly squatted down. He wanted to identify the corpse, at least roughly identify the cause of this person's death.

Ziyou's whole body was completely paralyzed on Nangong Fan's back, with a slight trill, "What are you going to do?"

"Most of the time today I will spend the night in this oasis, even if I am not afraid of the night, but when I leave, I may encounter the same experience as this person, and I will have to investigate carefully. Nangong Fan was afraid that the partition wall had ears, so he didn't directly say that he wanted to enter the ring space to rest.

"Good. Ziyou's face turned pale, and he moved the clothes that were pressed under his body to cover his back. As for the close contact with Nangong Fan, she didn't care as much as before. Anyway, what should be seen and what shouldn't be seen have been seen through, and even when I calmed myself just now, I touched a lot of skin. She didn't have a little rejection, but a little nostalgic feeling.

Fortunately, Nangong Fan's hand has not left her body now, and the gentle but fiery touch makes her feel a lot more at ease. As for jumping down Nangong Fan's back to the side to get dressed, she didn't dare to do it, she just barely covered it if she could cover it.

"Why don't you go in first? Nangong Fan felt Ziyou's trembling and asked.

"No, it's right next to you. Ziyou resolutely refused with a trill, she didn't want to leave Nangong Fan at all now, "It's not that I'm afraid of these corpses, but I feel uncomfortable thinking of playing in the stream." Just take it a little slowly. ”

Nangong Fan smiled helplessly, everything was to blame for himself for awakening the Dawn of the Dawn but not the frost of zero degrees, otherwise the snow would be burned, how could Ziyou not be so miserable along the way, and he wanted to take a bath when he saw the oasis.

"Then close your eyes!" Nangong Fan shook the jade hand that fell on his shoulder hard, as if he wanted to transfer his strength to her, and concentrated on the corpses that were neatly placed on the ground, but had been soaked in the stream water.

Letting go of the hand holding Ziyou, Nangong Fan held it on the swollen right arm of the corpse indifferently.

When facing people and demons, unless it has the advantage of crushing the opponent's soul, it is difficult to directly invade the opponent's body to investigate, even if it is a corpse, and the slightest carelessness in its internal energy will hurt his own divine thought. If it just hurts the divine power, Nangong Fan doesn't care much, but it is difficult to make up for the divine thoughts completely relying on the divine soul, so he must be cautious.

Nangong Fan poked through the skin membrane from this person, and poked out a little bit of the small head of the bone, and he could already see that this was a bone quenching realm cultivator, and immediately cut off the idea of using divine thoughts to probe. It's useless, it can't penetrate these hyper at all.

Ten years of wizarding career, in addition to inscribed divine patterns and witchcraft, Nangong Fan has dabbled most in the means related to witchcraft, and the various connections between the human body's meridians and internal organs are now kept in mind.

The way of elixir is prevalent in the human race, and it is difficult to see it except for the ancient family and the medical skills. The rumored master of the apricot forest gradually disappeared into the rivers and lakes. But among the barbarians, medical skills have never been passed down, and they are the most orthodox means of witch healing.

The way of the pill goes in the general direction, if you are injured, you will take the healing pill, and there are also cultivation pills for cultivation, and there are even many pills such as pure heart and concentrating, and all kinds of pills are emerging in endlessly.

However, medical skills pay attention to a right medicine, and it requires a lot of understanding of the human body, which is difficult to get started, and it is even more difficult to reach the extreme. Perhaps this is also the reason why medical skills are gradually disappearing? In this era of pursuit of speed, how many people can sink down and hone their medical skills?

Nowadays, there are many people who condense the Tao with Dan, but it is rare to see one person with medical condensation for hundreds of millions of years. Nangong Fan still remembers that his master was full of heartache when he said this. In the words of Shizun, it is true that Dan Dao is orthodox, but it should be one of the means of doctors. It's not the situation where you only understand Dan now, but you don't understand medicine. Sometimes it is a waste of time to delay the injury of others.

With a lot of thoughts in his heart, Nangong Fan's eyes gradually sank into the touch between his fingers, and suddenly his eyes froze.

Nangong Fan flashed in thought, gently tapped his fingertips again, and finally found that his first induction was not wrong.

This man...... No heart!