Zhang Lan looked blankly at the skeleton in his hand that had shrunk to about one meter, the bleak and gray bones of the skeleton were full of cracks, and the remaining flesh and blood on the torso also showed a lifeless gray color at this moment, and the originally vibrant purple heart was also like a deflated ball, hanging outside the chest. He shook his hand vigorously, which had shrunk by two-thirds, and as he shook his body, there was a "click, click" sound of bones rubbing, and the eyesockets on his skull, which were originally overflowing with blood, were just two black holes at this time.

"Dead?" Zhang Lan muttered to himself suspiciously, through the extra memories, he knew that before his consciousness returned to his body, the blue crystal was absorbing the power of plundering Zheman through his body, but until the time when the memory was frozen, Zheman's body had not changed much, and at this time, Zheman seemed to be like a plastic teaching prop without a trace of life, judging from the current situation, it should be from his own hand, but he did not have the memory of this ring. He solved the great enemy in front of him, but he did not have a trace of the joy of victory, but felt as uncomfortable as pressing a big stone in his heart.

Thinking of the strange blue spar, Zhang Lan hurriedly threw away the lifeless skeleton in her hand, and looked down to check the situation on her chest, but there was still the shadow of the blue spar, the tear on her clothes was still there, but the skin under the tear was intact, and the terrifying scene before did not exist as if she were in a dream. The position of the chest that had been inlaid with blue crystals in memory was now intact, and there was only a slight pain when the fingers were pressed down, but it was not very obvious. Looking down at the blue spar that was missing, his heart was even more terrified.

Until he was interrupted by the sound of * in the distance, it turned out that Lu Sheng, who had fallen under the giant tree, saw that the battle in the field was actually in a hurry after Zhang Lan was beaten into a stone in the chest, and the situation turned from defeat to victory, and he was surprised in his heart and wanted to support his body, but he didn't want to touch the wound, so he couldn't help but snort in pain, at this time he was not breathing smoothly, glanced at the huge wound on his abdomen, and sighed softly.

Seeing this, Zhang Lan hurriedly ran to Lu Sheng's side, supported him to check his injuries, and was shocked to see the huge wound on his abdomen, the internal organs were leaking out, and Lu Sheng's life was worried if he didn't hurry up with first aid. Thinking that he was also injured like this in order to save himself, Zhang Lan couldn't bear it in his heart, and tried to recall in his mind how to treat this kind of injury, but he searched every corner of his mind as an otaku and had knowledge reserves in this area.

Seeing Zhang Lan's anxious face, Lu Sheng tried his best to support his body but to no avail, so he had to shake his head and say, "It seems that my injury is not good, you go find the goblins first to complete the set task." And Zhang Lan on the side was still thinking about the rescue method, but did not respond to him.

Lu Sheng gasped a little and continued: "I have a jade pendant on me, if you can go back to the Central Plains and help me send it to Changjianli, Yancheng, Chuzhou, then I may be able to return to my hometown."

Listening to Lu Sheng's last words, Zhang Lan felt even more uncomfortable, and groped around on her body in a panic, wanting to see if there was anything else that would help the situation in front of her, and undoubtedly saw the traces left by the spar on her clothes, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

"The fist-sized wound caused by the hedron has recovered in such a short period of time, which means that my recovery ability has increased again, so can I use this ability to help others?" Zhang Lan pondered, and when he saw Lu Sheng's pupils that had begun to spread, he no longer hesitated, and took out the multi-functional saber on his body and slashed at the artery on his arm.

"Dead horses should be live horse doctors," Zhang Lan muttered, sprinkling the blood gushing out of her arm on Lu Sheng's wound. Clusters of spring blood spilled on Lu Sheng's wound, but when his blood and Lu Sheng's blood fused together, there was no change at first, but after a while, the blood on the wound suddenly boiled and splashed open, like boiling water.

"Ahh Before Zhang Lan could react, Lu Sheng, who was still dying, suddenly let out a painful scream, and at this time, his already slightly closed eyes suddenly opened and were covered with bloodshots, as if they were about to bulge out. Seeing Lu Sheng's painful appearance, Zhang Lan also panicked, and hurriedly picked up the cloth beside him that originally wrapped the wound, wanting to dip the fused blood out, but he was just about to make a move, but Lu Sheng grabbed him.

"Don't. Don't move.. Such... Useful! You help ... I'll sit up," Lu Sheng gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Lan, and said with difficulty.

"Useful?" Zhang Lan looked at Lu Sheng, gritting his gums because of the pain, and the blood in his mouth asked. At this time, Lu Sheng was no longer able to answer, and blinked his eyes in affirmation.

Zhang Lan helped Lu Sheng sit up under the tree, only to see Lu Sheng close his eyes and put his hands on his knees as if he was doing a good job on TV, and seemed to calm down. But the huge wound on his abdomen made a "gurgling" sound like a kettle boiling, and Zhang Lan's gums were sour when he heard it.

In this way, Zhang Lan waited anxiously with nothing to do, but she didn't think that the sound of Lu Sheng's abdomen calmed down after only half a moment, Zhang Lan looked at the wound curiously, and saw that the two streams of blood at the wound were held up by a white gas, rotating slowly like Tai Chi. With each turn, a few strands of blood merge from one strand to another, and the other strand of blood dissolves into a mist of blood that envelops the wound with a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this magical scene, Zhang Lan was extremely curious, and didn't know if this was the legendary "luck healing", but he also noticed that every time a trace of blood line was divided, Lu Sheng's teeth made a "squeak" sound of teeth fighting, so that Lu Sheng, who has always been tough, had such a performance, which showed the painful drama in this process. However, everything is developing in a good direction, which makes Zhang Lan breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the purple heart that had been thrown into the chest of the skeleton on the ground beat slightly.