Oliver's eyes were blank, the light of life in his eyes was passing little by little, and his arms twitched slightly from excessive exertion.

At the same time, half of the Lord of Slayer's tentacles were still stuck in his chest, and if you looked closely, you could see what seemed to be seeping through the scarlet tentacles.

"He tried to attack the Lord of the Slayer, but the tentacles of the Lord of the Slayer pierced him......"

Meng Ping stammered with some fear.

Xue Muyan was slightly stunned, then looked at the tentacles on Oliver's chest and froze.

"Damn, the toxins on the tentacles are spreading out little by little, and it's too late to save him! Wait for you to be careful not to let the blood flow out, I'll operate on him now!"

Xue Muyan's eyes tightened, and her expression was serious, and she had an extra blue knife in her hand, and said seriously.

"You're going to have surgery......" Lin Yetian was slightly stunned.

"I worked as a medic on the battlefield when I was a child, and I have experience in this area! It's just a long time ago, and now I'm not sure if I can save him......

Xue Muyan hurriedly pulled out the knife, and carefully opened a small opening around the radius of the half of the tentacles on Oliver's chest, serious and serious.

"Oh, I was a ...... when I was a kid Be...... Uh, I don't seem to have been a kid. Lin Yetian said casually.

Xue Muyan is not a person with a flood of compassion, if Oliver is a 100% mortal situation, Xue Muyan will not look at him at all.

But it was precisely because Oliver seemed to be saved, that she still couldn't stand by and watch.

"Impaired bronchial breathing...... Excessive blood loss...... The heart rate is too low...... Cardiac arrest is more rapid...... Need electrodefibrillation!"

The blue knife revealed a little bit of light, Xue Muyan gently bit the fabric on the sleeve with her teeth, tore off a little and carefully cut it around the round wound.

Xue Muyan's red lips lightly bit the blue hilt, and the jade hand was tightly clasped with ten fingers, and it was placed on Oliver's chest and pressed up and down continuously, and the sweat on his forehead kept falling with an urgent expression.

Lin Yetian looked at Xue Muyan with a serious expression, and he was a little unable to intervene for a while.

"Meng Ping, come over for a moment. ”

Xue Muyan beckoned, and then Meng Ping leaned over with some trepidation.

"He was bleeding so much that his trachea was damaged and he needed to be given artificial respiration. Xue Muyan said urgently: "I'll hold down his chest, and you will give him artificial respiration, can you do it?"

Meng Ping was stunned for a moment, and then she agreed, "Okay!"

"Xiaoyan, why don't you give him artificial respiration yourself?" said Lin Yetian, a straight man of steel, strangely.

Xue Muyan raised her head violently and looked at Lin Yetian with resentment, not knowing what to say for a while.

"I won't, okay. ”

Xue Muyan sighed slightly, and continued to turn her head and get busy.

Lin Yetian blinked, his eyes were a little overwhelmed.

I seem to be ...... Did you say something wrong......

The blue knife in Xue Muyan's hand cut off the red tentacles little by little with precision and speed, and carefully gouged out the toxins inside without hurting the arteries.

Meng Ping also lowered her head slightly, her long black hair hung down on her ears, she took a deep breath, and then she was not ashamed to stick to Oliver's already purple lips at all, and blew silently.

"Whew...... Whew......"

In the black night, except for the faint light emitted by the blue knife, only a little bit of faint morning light in the distance can be used as illumination.

"Night, do you still have a light bulb? I need light. Xue Muyan removed the pieces of red dead flesh around Oliver's wound and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced down, carefully checked the spread of the toxin through the faint moonlight, and asked Lin Yetian about it.

"I'm not a rest, where do I get so many light bulbs! I'll look to see if there's anything else in my pocket. Lin Yetian stretched out his hand and groped for a while in the air behind his buttocks, while looking not far away from the constant movement.

The monster's roar was cold and terrifying, and the blood-colored tentacles that kept dancing seemed to have life, and they kept slamming down on the ground, and the boom was so loud that even Lin Yetian felt a little shaking.

"Who is that monster fighting with right now?

"Yes...... It's an ancient griffin. Meng Ping hesitated.

"This guy is so fierce?" Lin Yetian was slightly startled, and at the same time seemed to feel something in the pocket that didn't exist, his expression was stunned, and then he suddenly pulled it out hard.

It was a box of matches.

Lin Yetian opened the lid of the box, took out a match and burned it, and after confirming that the match could be used, he casually handed the match to Meng Ping, who was idle on the side, and instructed:

"Come here, if Xiaoyan is going to have surgery, you can help Xiaoyan illuminate, do you know how to use a horn for this thing?"

"Okay, okay. I know how to use matches. ”

"That's good. ”

Xue Muyan was carefully digging out a little bit of tentacle blood, suddenly stopped, a bad feeling rose in her heart, she looked at the box of matches but didn't worry too much, but looked at Lin Yetian again and hesitated:

"That'...... What about you?"

"Of course, I'm going to fight monsters and upgrade, can't I just watch the ancient griffin being killed?

Lin Yetian grinned, waved to Xue Muyan, and then trotted towards the Lord of Slaughter without looking back.

"Night!"

Xue Muyan looked at the back of the fading away and was silent.

......

"Should I say that it is worthy of a fourth-level creature...... It's a horrible......"

In the midst of the pitted ruins, the ancient griffin, whose whole body was covered with blood holes, was half-lying on the ground panting heavily, and the blood on his body kept flowing out, forming one fist-sized blood hole after another.

The clothes on the whole body were almost tattered, the right hand skimmed to 360 degrees irregularly, and the half leg of the left leg was almost in a flat posture, as if all the bones in it had been shattered.

In the air, there was a solemn smell of blood, which was unbearable.

There was not only the ancient griffin's, but also the blood shed by the monster in front of him.

"This old bone...... I can't help it......"

The ancient griffin coughed twice, but coughed up thick black blood. Standing slightly and trying to stand up, a sharp pain in his left leg made him lose the ability to control his limbs for a while, a pain beyond the limits of his physiology, which even an extraordinary doomsday warrior could not accept.

"Boom...... Lifeform ...... Exterminate...... Destroy ......"

Not far away, the dark red tentacles of the Lord of Slaughter danced incessantly, looking terrifying, but if you looked closely, it was easy to see that its feet were densely covered with more severed tentacles.

At some point, the original hard white shell of the Lord of Slaughter actually cracked a wide crack, and the dark red liquid inside continued to seep out, dripping to the ground.

"I thought you wouldn't bleed, but I didn't expect that there was also flesh and blood under the silver-white shell. The ancient griffin thrust the shape-shifting blue sword into the potholed dirt as a crutch, and stood up silently with a slight trembling support.

“...... I see that your tentacles seem to be recovering more and more slowly, is it possible that if I keep slashing a few more times, your tentacles will never recover?"

The ancient griffin laughed uncontrollably, and the sound of laughter echoed through the broken forest, and for a moment it was a little tragic.

"It's a pity that I couldn't tell the secret from ten years ago...... Of course, it's not that I want to keep it a secret, it's just that I seem to ...... Haven't found anyone who can carry this secret......"

The ancient griffin smiled self-deprecatingly, and was about to continue speaking, when a large, reddened tentacle flung at him.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a huge force almost shattered the ancient griffin's spine, and a mouthful of blood mist erupted, and the whole person was slapped on a boulder like a flying longbow.

A loud roar was heard, the smoke rose and gradually dissipated, and the ancient griffin's broken limbs and body were almost firmly nailed to the massive rock, taking on a huge "big" shape.

"Ahem, ahem...... That's it, you...... What the are you ...... Haven't you even been sure that Lao Tzu will die? Is this bit of strength playing with the house? Or did you say you hadn't eaten!?"

The ancient griffin roared angrily, and as expected, another mouthful of black blood spurted out, and if it continued like this, before the monster could kill him, he would die of excessive blood loss first.

His eyes widened with rage, almost a far cry from his previous calm and cautious appearance.

If someone were present, it would be difficult to understand what he was doing, it was simply a hell of a death-bent bent on death.

The Lord of Slaughter seemed to be enraged by his words, his tentacles were so red that they could almost drip blood, and a huge tentacle burst towards the ancient griffin!

The terrifying coercion was approaching as the ancient griffin almost felt the arrival of death, and silently closed his tired eyes.

If you die like this......

Maybe it's my final destination......

At the last moment, a Bai Zhe's arm suddenly grasped the speeding tentacles with his bare hands, and the wind caused by inertia blew on the ancient griffin's blood-covered head, making him feel a slight pain.

After waiting for a long time, the ancient griffin, who didn't feel the beckoning of death, slowly opened his eyes with some doubts, only to find that a young man's white robe was flying in front of him, like a god descending from heaven.

"Leave the rest to me. ”

The corners of Lin Yetian's mouth rose slightly.