At this moment, Xiao Bai is dedicated to protecting the master, so he doesn't care what acquaintances are in front of him, not to mention that in his divine sense, he has insight at this moment that the two of Feng Ling Huo Wu are not monks of the Human Race Suiyuan Sect at all, but two out-and-out big demons!

They didn't know what to do to their sword master, Lord Lin Zhan, at the moment, but since they were demon clans, they should be vigilant in all their actions. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Brother Sword Spirit Dao, this ...... Please relax, we have no ill intentions!"

"Yes, this is the magic ointment used to heal the wounds, if it is used on Lin Zhan's wounds, it will recover slowly and quickly. ”

The two of them are dancing with joy and sorrow at the moment.

The good thing is that Lin Zhan's powerful sword spirit appeared, and the strength on the Suiyuan has increased a little, otherwise, if the flying boat is exposed, it will be a little unconfident to meet the stronger man in black.

And the worry is that the sword spirit is now not divided between friend and foe, if he starts to go crazy and fights if he doesn't agree with each other, then I'm afraid it will be a mess again.

The strength of the two is now greatly reduced, and Sansheng is seriously injured and unconscious.

If you face this unkillable sword spirit, not only will you have no chance of winning, but you will also lose your soldiers.

It seems that we can only try our best to turn hostilities into jade silk and nip misunderstandings in the bud.

"Moreover, this Ten Thousand Soul Paste is the result of the peak of my clan's elixir master Xue Duxing's life...... Huo Wu muttered, in fact, if it weren't for saving Lin Zhan, in line with the principle of saving people to the end, and even more because of Sansheng's perception of Lin Zhan, he was willing to send medicine, this Ten Thousand Soul Paste was really a treasure for the two of them.

"Then why don't you give it to him?" Xiao Bai shook the shadow of his sword and pointed to Sansheng who was lying on the other side of Lin Zhan and said.

This problem is simply the sore spot of the wind and fire dance.

Feng Ling arched his hand and replied: "Sansheng suffered serious internal injuries, plus he has eaten all kinds of genius earth treasures since he was a child, so this magic ointment has no effect on him. ”

Xiaobai scoffed: "That means that your so-called magic ointment is not as good as you say!"

In this way, it is embarrassing.

Suddenly, there was a silence, and this situation could not be explained clearly.

"However, let's give Lin Zhan a try. Xiaobai instantly changed his attitude, no matter what the situation was at the moment, he would save Lin Zhan first, so he said, "Whether it's good or not, you will only know if you use it." ”

The two of them were also relieved at once, and the various attitudes of Sword Spirit Xiaobai were also reasonable.

This Xiaobai and Feng Linghuo Dance have existed for a long time, and in this kind of communication with each other, in fact, there are no ghosts in their hearts, whether they are true or false, they can be seen.

So Xiaobai no longer insisted, and the Wind Ling Huo Dance was no longer deadlocked.

The two sides are moving in a good direction......

The white and jade-like Wanling ointment was evenly applied to the wound by Huo Wu with a fine brush, and the effect was very obvious, and in the process of applying the medicine, the skin and flesh on the edges of some wounds were visibly growing and recovering with the naked eye.

And the center of the wound is smeared more, where the flesh and blood are blurred, and it takes more effort, the panacea ointment needs to stop the collapse of the spiritual power first, then block the spread of some dead flesh, and finally cover more panacea ointment, so that the body's tissues can grow again.

Gradually, Lin Zhan's face, which had become pale due to excessive blood loss, showed a hint of recovery, and his breath, which was slow and slow, seemed to be gradually stabilizing at an even speed......

It wasn't until a whole bottle of Ten Thousand Souls Paste was consumed that Lin Zhan's wounds could be covered.

After doing all this, Huo Wu said softly to Xiao Bai: "Please also ask Brother Sword Spirit Dao to keep the identity of the demon clan secret for us in front of your sword master Lin Zhan." ”

"No problem, as long as you don't have any ill will towards the Sword Master, this Sword Spirit can not say anything. Xiaobai was also very simple and did not hesitate too much.

This is equivalent to a promise, the other party's actions have said everything, this small request will not affect anything.

Back then, Xiaobai's former sword master was also traveling around the world and making friends of all races, and he didn't care about any racial group.

"This is natural, but I am worried that Lin Zhan will take care of us after knowing our identity, cough cough ......" Feng Ling's expression was a little helpless, after all, Lin Zhan represented the official Ping Demon Force of Wangcheng.

Xiao Bai glared at him: "Do you think that my sword master is so rigid and will not be flexible?"

"Well, who's talking bad about me...... Hey, Xiaobai, I'm relieved to see you......" At this moment, Lin Zhan woke up, and suddenly heard Lin Zhan's voice, which made the white light and shadow of the sword spirit fluctuate a little.

"Lord Sword Master!" Xiao Bai was surprised.

Pay attention again, in this short period of time, Lin Zhan's wound has regrown new flesh, tender and tender, perfect.

"You seem to have recovered!"

It's not like, it's really recovered, and the magic ointment is really magical.

Lin Zhan stood up, and the spiritual power in his body began to regather, flow, and operate.

Everything in the Nine Star Space has returned to normal, and all kinds of communication are completely unblocked.

Xiao Bai also immediately returned to Lin Zhan's body, and the Sword Master recovered, so there was no need for him to show up.

Lin Zhan nodded and smiled at the two of them, but he didn't step forward, because he saw Sansheng lying beside him.

"The wounds of the three brothers?"

He remembered that at the last moment, Sansheng fell from the sky, and the raid on the black cloak failed, and he and the other party were really slapped.

"I'll help him see ......"

Lin Zhan immediately sat down beside Sansheng and held his hand at his wrist.

He didn't care about anything at all, and he didn't care if others would trust him or not.

But it was Lin Zhan's reaction that made Feng Ling Huowu feel more intimate.

"This character is the same as the young master of Sansheng...... the two sighed in their hearts, and they also followed, staying by Sansheng's side to see if Lin Zhan could really bring miracles to Sansheng.

Sansheng's injuries, to be honest, can't even be rescued by the Ten Thousand Souls Anointment, so he can only rely on his own creation, influence and recuperate within the body, and slowly recover.

And this slowly, it will take months, years, or even decades.

The creatures of the demon race, on the path of cultivation, consume more time than the human race, and it is more difficult, but it also creates their forbearance and tenacity temperament, so look at the vast demon clan prison place in this gray space, countless demon spirits are still trying to escape.

Of course, Feng Ling Huo Wu and the two of them are still a little entangled in their hearts at the moment, and the conversation with the sword spirit just now, I don't know if Lin Zhan heard it, he can recognize his identity.

Even if he didn't recognize it at that time, but now that Lin Zhan is holding the pulse on Sansheng's wrist, he will feel abnormal, right?