Nan Fan carefully hugged Qian Jiao sideways and retreated at the back of the team, his bloodshot eyes full of cold and cold.

Liu Zifeng saw that Qian Jiao was taken care of by Nan Fan, put Qian Jiao's backpack in Nan Fan's arms, hooked his body and touched the front of the team.

At this time, he felt that only a big battle with the other party could calm the anger in his heart.

Nan Fan looked at the back he touched forward, glanced at Qian Jiao in his arms distressedly, gritted his teeth, and gave a look to a comrade-in-arms on the side, and the two quietly retreated to the village.

Carrying Qian Jiao onto an old and broken boat by the lake that could only accommodate two people, her eyes fell on her extremely pale face, and she leaned into her ear before she lowered her head to her ear and whispered like a promise: "Jiaojiao, wait for me." ”

Then he carefully hid the boat in a hidden place, and whispered a few words to his comrades on the side, before Nan Fan resolutely turned around and left.

When he arrived at the stalemate between the two sides at the head of the village, he quickly found the front seat and stood in a line with Liu Zifeng.

Finding Nan Fan who suddenly appeared, Liu Zifeng's brows only furrowed, and he was a little annoyed that he didn't stay by Qian Jiao's side to protect her, but in this situation, he didn't say anything after all.

Qian Jiao, who was hidden in the boat, lay there with a pale face, motionless, as if she was a lifeless doll.

The imp who had been floating above her head glanced in the direction Nanfan had left, and a look of anger rose in its rag-like eyes.

It was very dissatisfied with Nan Fan, who could not stay with its master to protect her at this moment.

It floated back in front of Qian Jiao, dripping a drop of spiritual spring water in her mouth, and then floated into the air again, observing the two parties that were still deadlocked at the head of the village.

Since Qian Jiao was bled by the old village chief, the little ghost has fed her spiritual spring water twice.

It's just that her body was too seriously damaged this time, and her absorption of spiritual spring water was countless times more than usual, although part of the reason was because Qian Jiao lost too much blood, but the most important reason was probably because of the special situation of Zhong Gu.

Although the spiritual spring water has a repair effect, it seems that the effect on the special existence of Gu poison is slightly inferior.

Of course, it doesn't know that his so-called slight inferiority is actually an anti-heaven effect in the eyes of others.

The little ghost just complained about Nan Fan for a while, and suddenly there was a gunshot at the head of the village, and the little ghost rose a little higher in the air, just in time to see Nan Fan and Liu Zifeng in front, one covering, and the other had already taken the opportunity to rush in, behind an obstacle in the Yun family's protective circle.

It didn't dare to look away in interest, and looked around the environment of Gujiazhai, the center of a huge lake in the mountains, and a small piece of land.

Except for the palm-sized boat that its owner was riding at the moment, there was indeed only the road at the head of the village that could lead outside.

It sighed and flew back to Qian Jiao's side.

It can sneak Qian Jiao away without knowing it, but she only has three days left to live, and without Nan Fan and Hou San, they went to find someone to solve the Gu for Qian Jiao, what use is it if it takes Qian Jiao away.

The little ghost floated in front of her, stretched out his hand and patted her pale little face, seeing that she didn't react at all, he thought about it, and went into the space again, shouting out to Qian Jiao loudly with his mental power.

I don't know how long it shouted, until a drop of spiritual spring water was completely digested, Qian Jiao, who fell into the dark abyss, finally established a connection with the little ghost.

The little ghost happily poured her another drop of spiritual spring water, and then rushed into the space again, relying on the connection of each other's spiritual power, and tried to pull Qian Jiao's mental phantom into the space.

The moment the same unconscious mind phantom entered the space, countless colorful streamers quickly rushed from all directions, and directly swarmed into Qian Jiao's mind phantom, but in the blink of an eye, those colorful streamers wrapped Qian Jiao's mind phantom into a huge colored streamer zongzi.

The little ghost saw that Qian Jiao's body could finally use the space for normal treatment, and then let out a long breath.

Her body was replenished with too much spiritual spring water, and at this time, she was also trying to radiate, showing a more powerful repair power.

I don't know how long it was, it might just be a moment, or it could be a long time, Qian Jiao's thick and curly long eyelashes finally trembled slightly, and her misty eyes finally slowly opened a gap.

The little ghost happily rushed to her, cracked its somewhat hideous rag mouth, and nervously asked about Qian Jiao's situation.

"Master, master, are you finally awake? How are you feeling now? Is your body feeling better? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several more gunshots rang out from the direction of the village.

Qian Jiao raised her eyes a little confused, glanced at the surrounding environment, her good-looking eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and she wanted to speak, but she felt that her lips seemed to be frozen.

She struggled to keep her eyes open, but her eyelids felt so heavy.

She had to close her eyes again to gather strength, and then use her mind in her mind to communicate with the happy imp, "Where is this?" How did I end up here? ”

The little ghost saw that Qian Jiao's mind really woke up, although his body was still very weak and the situation was not very good, but it seemed that his orderly thinking was still normal, and the smile on his rag face was even brighter.

I was busy telling her everything that happened that day, and then I asked with some worry: "Master, now the way into the village has been blocked by others, and the people who protect you are not enough to stuff your teeth, what do you say to do now?" ”

Qian Jiao was also shocked when she heard the whole thing, and she didn't expect that so many things had happened in just half a day.

However, the body that has lost too much blood, coupled with the Gu poison in the body, even with the powerful repair power of the spiritual spring water, still makes Qian Jiao feel dizzy, and the whole person is weak.

There seemed to be a dark whirlpool in her brain, trying to pull her slightly awake trace of consciousness into it, she tried hard to keep herself awake, but the black hole in her mind was deep and gloomy, she didn't have time to struggle, and soon fell into a coma again.

The little ghost didn't get Qian Jiao's reply, she passed out again, it didn't know what to do, scratched its head, glanced at the deep lake not far away, and had to rush back to the space, looking at Qian Jiao who was wrapped into a dumpling by colorful streamers in the space, and waited for her to wake up again.

The situation outside was a little bad, and the gunfire was fierce for a while, so that the entire sky above the village in the middle of the lake surrounded by mountains echoed with terrifying gunfire.

I don't know how long it took, but the gunfire outside finally stopped.

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