Before he could be discouraged, the wind behind him blew, and he fell into the arms that he had been familiar with for more than a day, and was carried and ran.

"Where's what you want?" Hu Qing was in a hurry.

There is not much space in the barrier, only one acre of land, which is overgrown with plants, some withering and some are full of vitality. Hu Qing had already guessed that what the man was looking for should be Lingzhi.

The man's body was cold, and his lips were gray: "Zhu... Vermilion... Fruit. ”

Hu Qing saw a small dwarf tree with vermilion fruits hanging on it, it was so familiar, and he only saw the picture at Steward Jiang when he came.

I didn't expect her to be so lucky, she actually ran into it.

Gathering Spirit Fruit.

She immediately thought that the man wanted to use this fruit to repair the dantian.

The tree is not high, less than the chest of the light, and the fruit bears a lot, more than a dozen.

Hu didn't think much about it, ran to the tree with the person in his arms, squatted with his legs, held the person in one hand and fixed it, and grabbed a fruit with the other hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Afraid that he wouldn't be able to chew, he used his five fingers hard, and the fruit was scratched to a pulp, and the man just sucked it and choked it all into his throat.

Before he coughed out, a bamboo tube was put on it, and tons and tons were poured through.

Hu lightly threw away the bamboo tube, picked the fruit and crushed it and fed him: "You bear with it first, and then pick it up." ”

The man was powerless to resist, so he had to eat and eat, and finally after eating the three Zhu Guo, the spiritual power in his body was replenished, and he had the strength to hold Hu Qing's wrist: "Wait-wait-"

Hu Qing paused: "Alive?" ”

Man: "... Draw the knife. ”

Hu Qing's eyes moved, and suddenly, the knife was still inserted in the dantian and had not been pulled, and no matter how magical the fruit was, it could not grow the dagger into the dantian.

Hurriedly put him flat, and put his hand on the dagger: "Raw pulling? ”

The man was speechless, or else? Do you want to cook him and then pull it out and cut the meat?

He said, "You pull it out with the knife, it's okay, the sooner the better." ”

Hu shook his fingers lightly, and pulled out a knife, in the last days, she pulled out more and inserted more, and she was absolutely sure to pull it out the same way, but - looking at the man's face, although it was a little better, it was still dying.

She stood up suddenly, picked off all the zhu fruits and piled them on his chest in one go: "You eat, I'll pull it." ”

The man was a little shocked: "I, I don't need so much-"

"Let's eat first. I can't work hard to save you once for a few broken fruits. Hu gently motioned for him to eat, and held the dagger in his fingers.

The man looked at her in a daze, subconsciously gnawed on Zhu Guo, gnawed one, she didn't do it, and gnawed another one, she didn't do it yet.

Hu licked his lips lightly: "What smell?" ”

Man: "Huh? Sweet? ”

Whoosh, the dagger was pulled out, and a bloody arrow spurted, and the man snorted with a slap.

Hu Qing covered the wound with his right hand, and went to stuff Zhu Guo for him with his left hand: "Eat quickly, eat quickly." ”

The man was so painful that he shed tears, and at the same time, his throat also hurt, and he was forced to swallow, and his spiritual power was agitated, moisturizing the exhausted meridians, and forcibly running the exercises.

Hu Qing was still asking, "Okay?" Okay? Let's stop the bleeding first, right? ”

The man couldn't take care of her anymore, as soon as the exercises were running, due to the broken dantian, the meridians and spiritual power were out of control, and he had to use the little remaining divine sense to control, suppress, and guide the spiritual power to run according to the path of the exercises, and at the same time repair the meridians, and wait for the meridians to be repaired intact before the dantian could be reversed.

It is almost impossible to repair the dantian with meridians, if it weren't for the fact that he happened to have an accident near this valley, if it wasn't for the fact that he happened to know that there was a spirit gathering fruit in the valley, if it wasn't for someone who happened to save him and brought him over—he was preparing to demonize.

Demon cultivation does not need to be restricted dantian. It is a fact that he was killed, it has nothing to do with the false and shallow friendship, for revenge, he doesn't need the slightest hesitation, if he can't take revenge by cultivating immortals, then he will cultivate demons.

A second before he made up his mind, Hu stepped on him lightly, and he suddenly wanted to give it a try, to see if everyone's hearts were sinister and indifferent.

He thought that he had met a very special person, who, although she was mortal, was like a tenacious thread that made him reluctant to give up, reluctant to give up the warmth and light he had pursued in the past.

She has come here, with her mortal body, holding herself, step by step, he doesn't believe that this will be his dead end.

The man was all focused on repairing the wound, and Hu Qing's inquiry could not be answered, and she couldn't care less, so she took out all kinds of medicine to stop bleeding from the storage bag, and stabbed and tore the clothes at the wound - uh, the force was a little bigger, and the wound was a little bigger... Ahem.

She poured all the powder, and the white and yellow powder was quickly soaked with blood and turned red, and the blood was still gurgling out.

Hu Qing looked around anxiously, his eyes lit up, and he saw the leaves of the plant next to him, stop the bleeding!

She looked at the man, and saw that he closed his eyes and was so focused that he didn't even care about eating the fruit, so she immediately crushed a fruit and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he vigorously stroked a handful of leaves to stop bleeding, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them in a big mouthful, chewed twice and spit on the wound, chewed and vomited again, chewed and vomited again.

His eyes kept looking around, and found a plant that stopped bleeding better, so he rushed over and took out a hoe and dug it hard, digging out a large piece of root, and without bothering to wash it, he crushed the soil on it several times and pressed it on the wound.

Then he looked at the man, and crushed two pieces of fruit with his hand with blood, mud, and crushed leaves, and root cuttings, and stuffed them into it.

Apply the wound again and feed the fruit again. More than a dozen fruits were fed to the mouth, but Hu Qing was still not enough, so she picked and fed all the fruits that grew here that were good for the body, and all the leaves, stems, and roots that stopped bleeding were dug up, chewed, mashed, and applied to the wounds. The valley in the crevice of the mountain was dark and dark, and the people on the ground finally opened their eyes and came to life.

As soon as he came back to life, he felt the incomparable pressure from his belly, and he saw that a mountain had grown on his stomach. It was a mountain of medicine that smelled strange.

Struck dumb.

Did you receive some miraculous treatment?

Footsteps rang in his ears, and he saw a haggard face appear, his savior clutching a handful of grass in his hand.

Hu Qing was also relieved to see him wake up: "You finally woke up, I really don't know what to feed you if you don't wake up again." ”

Looking at the handful of grass, the man's face was rarely expressionless, and he felt that his stomach was full at this moment: "Can I ask, have you fed me anything?" ”

Hu exhaled softly: "Everything you can eat here has been fed to you." ”

Man: "..."

"Oh, don't worry, I didn't feed you what I thought was poisonous."

He struggled to get up, and was suppressed back by the mountain of medicine in his stomach.

Hu Qing: "You're not bleeding, are you?" ”

He looked at the medicine mountain, there is such a mountain pressing, it is difficult to bleed.

"It's not going to flow. I want to sit up. ”

Hu Qing stepped forward, pushed with his hand, and the medicine mountain collapsed, the man felt bad, why was his little stomach so cold? Not only the belly, but also the top and bottom of the belly...

Hu Qingding looked at it a few times, and told him regretfully: "It's not bleeding, but it may have a scar, it's not good-looking." ”

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