Si Heng looked at Meng Qianwu's skillful and gentle movements in amazement, and secretly admired that he really had a hand, and his heart was much calmer. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Alas. Meng Qianwu was not so optimistic, sighed, turned his head to Si Heng, who was watching from the side, and said, "His injury is worse than I thought, my state is not very good, and the sky is too dark, I will treat it roughly first, and then talk about it at dawn tomorrow morning." Si Heng nodded.

"And ......," Meng Qianwu said embarrassedly, "my next means are not to be seen by outsiders......"

Si Heng hesitated, he thought that this girl had no bad intentions, but it was a bit difficult for him to hand over Mo Wunian to a girl who had only known him for a few minutes.

"Okay. Looking at Mo Wunian and then at the girl, Si Heng still agreed to come down, leave the camp some distance, and no longer look at this side.

"Thank you!" Meng Qianwu smiled, no matter who was trusted, she would always be happy - she didn't know that Si Heng had learned such a magical martial art.

Seeing Si Heng walking away, Meng Qianwu looked at Mo Wunian, who was almost dead. "Did you almost die for a friend? There were some indescribable complex emotions in Meng Qianwu's eyes, in addition to admiration, it seemed to be sad and unwilling, "In the current world, can there still be such a person." Immediately, his eyes were unprecedentedly solemn and serious.

Both hands stretched out, the middle finger was slightly bent, the wrist was flipped, the big finger clasped the middle finger and pressed against the palm, the wrists of both hands danced staggered, faster and faster until only the afterimage remained, Meng Qianwu's forehead oozed beads of sweat, it seemed to be very difficult. Suddenly, the dancing hand stopped abruptly, and when they were together, except for the curved middle finger, the other four fingers touched together and were abruptly separated, and the fingertips of the index finger and ring finger had an extra blue and green interlaced point of light, Meng Qianwu showed a relieved smile, and was a little dissatisfied. The fingertips lightly tapped on Mo Wunian's body, and the points of light melted into Mo Wunian's body as if they had found an exit and disappeared, but Meng Qianwu raised his hand and flipped over, and the fingertips appeared again, and then they were clicked into Mo Wunian's body. After repeating it about ten times, Meng Qianwu withdrew her hand and looked exhausted.

“...... Uh, who's, okay, come back. I rested first. Meng Qianwu called Si Heng back, but found that she didn't know his name yet, but she was too tired to ask more, so she curled up and slept by the campfire.

Si Heng returned to the camp and saw Meng Qianwu, who had fallen asleep like a kitten, he couldn't cry or laugh, he was ashamed to think about it, after all, such a girl had been tired for several days, and she had to save people by looking for him to stay there, so it was time for her to rest. At the same time, he also noticed that Meng Qianwu was lying next to an inconspicuous little beetle, staring at him with dangerous eyes, I was afraid that if he had any wrong thoughts, this insect would attack him, although this insect seemed to be no threat, but the unknown creatures around the little magic doctor should not be provoked.

"I'm the most useless. Si Heng sighed silently in his heart, "It's useless to be a scholar, I should have known that I should have practiced martial arts well, Master, the way of power and scheming is useless in the mountains." That's why I made two good friends. ”

The night passed quickly, although Mo Wunian was unconscious, he still felt that the pain had been reduced a lot, and a gentle air flow flowed in his body, which was slowly absorbed by his broken body subconsciously, stimulating a little vitality. The consciousness that has already ** has seen a glimmer of hope, but this weak vitality is like a floating point of light, visible, but unreachable.

In the early morning, the air was cold and fresh, Meng Qianwu woke up, looked around in a daze, got up, and said comfortably: "It's been a long time since I could sleep so relaxed, thank you." Oh yes, I don't know your name yet?"

"Si Heng. Actually, I should thank you for saving my friend, and if he dies, I will be very disturbed. Si Heng shook his head, "Here, eat something." ”

"Thank you, Brother Si Heng, his injuries can't be delayed, and I will continue to heal him later. You didn't sleep all night last night, do you want to rest for a while?" Meng Qianwu said.

"It's okay, it's too late to go find food and firewood in the afternoon. I'm glad I met you, otherwise I'd have had a hard time these days. Si Heng thought about it and agreed, he was also very tired, and considering that Meng Qianwu wanted to heal Mo Wunian, he went to rest in the distance.

Under the sun, Mo Wunian's injuries could be seen more clearly than at night, but after last night's treatment, it didn't look so terrifying.

Meng Qianwu carefully probed Mo Wunian's bones, and her brows furrowed tightly. There are too many broken bones, and some are fortunate not to be misaligned, and it is not easy to move, so as not to aggravate the injury. To correct some of the bones that are misplaced, but I am afraid that it will cause him to move instinctively because of severe pain, and it is not good to completely stun him with drugs - Meng Qianwu knows that now Mo Wunian can hold on to his continuous qi, in addition to his physical fitness is indeed better than ordinary people and he has practiced powerful martial arts, there is also an important factor is consciousness, his only remaining consciousness is still struggling to support, if he really stuns him, he will die directly if he is not good.

"Or ...... Wake him up, let him control himself, just just survive like that. Meng Qianwu thought of a way. She has mastered a lot of skills to save people from elementary school and medical skills. But most of the Youzhu Jue's Youzhu Qi is to heal the wound and remove the pain, and now Mo Wunian's bones are misplaced, and he can't just use the Youzhu Jue to heal his wounds, so that the bones will never grow back, even if God blesses him to survive, he doesn't look like a person anymore, this life will be wasted, and it is better to die happily. Last night, in order to stabilize her injuries, she used the Qi of Youzhu, which only stimulated Mo Wunian's own vitality and healed some inconsequential small wounds.

"How many times have I been injured in the past few days, and I have lost so much blood, I don't dare to make any more wounds. How can this be cured? Meng Qianwu thought depressedly, but looked stubborn, "No, no, no, I'm a little magic doctor, I will definitely cure you!"

"Hey, you're going to die anyway, hmph, don't blame me if you can't stand it. Meng Qianwu gritted her teeth, her right hand shook slightly, and a thin line of light pierced Mo Wunian's eyebrows.

Mo Wunian was seriously injured and in a coma all night, and almost lost the will to live because of the intense pain, but when he was about to give up, he seemed to be drowning in the endless sea, a driftwood appeared not far in front of him, and the life-saving straw was in front of him.

Meng Qianwu's pointing at Mo Wunian seemed to break a light in despair, directly stimulating his nerves and waking him up.

Mo Wunian was conscious, and he only felt that the pain was clear again, but ...... It seems to have lightened a little, and he can barely hold back, trying to open his eyes, but he feels that his eyelids weigh a thousand pounds, and he can only slowly open a slit, and the sunlight makes him a little uncomfortable. At this time, a strange but crisp voice came from my ears.