It wasn't until Xuanyuan Ruo flew away that Zhou Hao sat cross-legged on the ground, ready to heal his injuries.

Looking at the fiery red pill in his hand, Zhou Hao hesitated slightly, raised his neck, and swallowed the pill.

Once the cart Ma Zhiyu Dan entered the stomach, it suddenly turned into a hot warm current. Zhou Hao hurriedly mobilized his internal strength, urging the warm current, and slowly running on the injured part.

It was the first time that Zhou Hao had been seriously injured. Not only were several ribs broken in his chest, but even his inner abdomen was severely injured.

Although Xuanyuan Ruofei opened up the meridians for Zhou Hao, the shock injury to the inner abdomen would not be healed for a while.

Wherever the warm current went, the injured part was soaked in hot warm water, and the pain disappeared. Even the ribs that were shattered returned to their original positions with a chaotic "popping" sound.

After more than half an hour, the warm current formed by the cart and horse Zhiyu Dan was consumed.

Zhou Hao slowly retracted his strength, shook his body, and slowly stood up.

After some healing, although the injury did not get better, the movement was unhindered.

Zhou Hao felt that his injuries were healed, so he turned his head to look at the empty four fields, and said in his heart: I don't know where the Hissing Wind Beast ran away with the little goblin.

Thinking of this, Zhou Hao suddenly pursed his lips and let out a long howl piercing the clouds.

As soon as the long roar was finished, he put the scattered star silver bow, snow silver shield, and quiver on the ground on his back again, and walked unhurriedly to the northwest.

Half an hour later, there was a sudden sound of "tick-tock" horses' hooves behind him. Zhou Hao looked back and saw a majestic black figure in the distance, rushing towards him.

The black figure came close in the blink of an eye, who else was not a hissing wind beast?

Without waiting for the hissing wind beast to stop, Qin Yin flew underneath and threw himself into Zhou Hao's arms, tears poured down from his big eyes, and he cried with joy: "Great, little thief, you're okay, it's really good!"

Zhou Hao hugged Qinyin's little waist and said with a smile: "You little goblin, do you want the master to have something to do or nothing?"

Qin Yin waved his pink fist, slapped Zhou Hao's chest, and said angrily: "You conscienceless thief, Miss Ben is so worried about you, you still say such things! Hmph, Miss Ben wishes you would die!"

"Ahem, cough, cough!" Zhou Hao's chest injury had not healed, and he was beaten by Qin Yin like this, and the pain was unbearable, and he coughed involuntarily, and his face also showed a painful look.

"Little thief, why are you injured?" Qin Yin hurriedly supported Zhou Hao and asked with a nervous expression.

"I can't die, it's just a little injury!" Zhou Hao bent to ask, and the corners of his mouth grinned painfully.

Qin Yin saw that there were dots of blood all over the ground, and his eyes suddenly turned red: "Little thief, you are so badly injured, you are still holding on!"

Zhou Hao waved his hand: "Let's hurry up, if the people of the Nangong family catch up again, then they will die!"

"Well, listen to you!" Qin Yin helped Zhou Hao onto the neighing beast, turned over on his horse, shook the reins, and walked towards the mountain in the distance.

The wound on Zhou Hao's chest was bumped by the undulating horse's back, and he suddenly felt unbearable pain, and his body involuntarily leaned forward, leaning on Qin Yin's back, and then put his head on Qin Yin's soft shoulder, which felt a little better.

The little goblin felt a heat on her back, and then her shoulders sank, and the hot breath in Zhou Hao's nose just blew in her neck, and the slightest itchy and numb feeling made Qin Yin tense her body involuntarily.

Zhou Hao leaned on a piece of tenderness, stretched out his hands like a ghost, hugged the little man's waist tightly with the sound of the piano, and fell asleep like this.

It was the first time that Qin Yin was hugged so tightly by Zhou Hao, her delicate body stiffened suddenly, her whole body involuntarily became hot, and there seemed to be something in her heart, which was gradually sprouting.

"It's really a pig! you can fall asleep on horseback!" Qin Yin scolded in a low voice, but at the same time straightened his waist, trying to make Zhou Hao rely on it more comfortably

"Well, where is this!" Zhou Hao shook his head and woke up from his slumber.

Turning his head to look around, it was pitch black, and a few lonely cold stars in the sky were flashing a little light. Not far away, a slender figure was busy around a bonfire that was about to be extinguished.

Zhou Hao grinned and said softly: "Little goblin, the bonfire doesn't burn like this!"

"Little thief, are you awake?" Qin Yin grabbed a burning stick and turned around, a smile of joy bloomed on her little face, which was blackened by soot.

Zhou Hao felt that his injuries had improved a little, so he stood up, walked to the bonfire, took the burning stick in Qinyin's hand, stabbed a few times in the bonfire, and pulled out a few pieces of excess dry firewood.

The bonfire, which was about to go out, suddenly burst into flames.

"See, the bonfire is burning like this!" Zhou Hao said with a little smugness.

Qin Yin snatched the burning stick and said angrily: "Hmph! As an injured person, you must have the consciousness of an injured number! Lie down on Miss Ben's side, don't think that without you, a little thief, Miss Ben can't do anything!"

Zhou Hao smiled, took a few steps back, and sat down leisurely.

Qin Yin threw down the burning stick angrily, picked up the marching pot and set it up on the campfire. I didn't know that by accident, the flames that were burning were licking into the slender jade's hand.

"Woo woo!" Qin Yin's fingers hurt, and as soon as his hand loosened, the marching pot suddenly fell into the campfire. A pot full of water immediately extinguished the blazing flames.

"Hahaha, little goblin, how is it? Many things look simple, do it yourself, but it's not the same thing!"

Qin Yin sucked her fingers burned by the flames, paused slightly, puffed out two cheeks and said, "Hmph! Miss Ben can even learn such a complicated ninjutsu, is it difficult for such a simple thing to stop Miss Ben?" Little thief, wait and see!"

After saying that, he turned around and got busy again.

After a while, a bonfire was finally rekindled, and the marching pot was steadily on the bonfire, and a rich aroma of broth gradually wafted out.

Looking at the busy figure of the little goblin, Zhou Hao's heart suddenly warmed, and he smiled: "Hehe, this is what a girl should do!

Qin Yin glanced at Zhou Hao, and while putting the broth into the bowl, she said angrily: "Little thief, hurry up and eat! If it weren't for your injury, Miss Ben wouldn't have bothered to serve you!"

Zhou Hao smiled, stretched out his hand to take the soup bowl, took a sip of the thick broth, and praised sincerely: "Well, I can't see it, little goblin, your cooking skills are still very talented!"

Qinyin's towering chest straightened, and he said arrogantly: "Of course, Miss Ben knows what she learns, but she doesn't blow it!"