"Bear with me, it'll be fine right away, don't move, or your injuries will be even more serious." Zhang Fang raised his voice and shouted.

"Oh, well!" Wei Huakai nodded obediently, not daring to move easily.

The movements of Zhang Fangyi's hands were not slow, his fingers moved slightly, and wisps of golden light erupted from the long needles and burrowed into Wei Huakai's back.

There were three blood lines in Wei Huakai's back, these three blood lines were just pierced by Zhang Fangyi, Zhang Fangyi moved the long needle down a few inches, and then squeezed out a drop of golden liquid.

As the needle continued to move downward, so did the golden liquid.

Zhang Fang's technique changed, and the golden liquid suddenly changed direction and moved towards Wei Huakai's chest.

Zhang Fang's movements are not slow, and his techniques are constantly changing.

The golden liquid soon came to Wei Huakai's chest, and then Zhang Fangyi's technique suddenly stopped, Zhang Fangyi's eyebrows frowned, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

This drop of golden liquid was the spiritual liquid condensed by Zhang Fangyi with pure aura, although it was not enough to make Wei Huakai's injuries heal, but it also had a great effect.

Zhang Fangyi's purpose is precisely to help Wei Huakai recover his strength, so that he can break through as soon as possible and no longer suffer from this kind of pain.

However, just as Zhang Fangyi was about to deliver spiritual energy to Wei Huakai, suddenly, the drop of golden liquid suddenly stopped moving, and Zhang Fangyi was stunned for a moment.

"Huh?"

Zhang Fangyi was puzzled, this drop of golden liquid was obviously acting according to his wishes, why did it stop? Could it be that I made a mistake in control?

"This drop of spiritual liquid, for some reason, did not follow the expected route, but stayed in your chest and did not move!"

Zhang Fang thought about it for a while and felt that this might be his mismanipulation, so he decided to give up and let it drive on its own, and then wait for it to integrate into Wei Huakai's body by itself.

After figuring it out, Zhang Fangyi began to try to control it again, but to Zhang Fangyi's surprise, he tried many times, but that drop of spiritual liquid never obediently stayed on Wei Huakai's chest.

It didn't leave Wei Huakai's chest, it didn't move towards Wei Huakai's abdomen, and it didn't swim towards the heart vein, as if it was staying in that place.

"What's going on?" Zhang Fangyi frowned, couldn't understand the reason, and couldn't help but be a little anxious.

Immediately, Zhang Fangyi sat down cross-legged, his palms stacked on top of each other, and a cloud of aura poured out from Zhang Fangyi's palm, forming a vortex of aura that rotated endlessly.

"Buzz! Buzzing! ”

The aura vortex in Zhang Fang's palm sent out a violent tremor, and then surged towards Wei Huakai's body.

After these spiritual qi poured into Wei Huakai's body, Wei Huakai only felt a refreshing and comfortable feeling spread throughout his body, which lifted his spirits, and he felt that his whole body was full of infinite strength, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

Zhang Fang withdrew the aura in his palm, then stood up and walked to Wei Huakai's side.

"Good, good, good." Zhang Fangyi glanced at Wei Huakai approvingly.

"Your injuries are no longer too much of a problem, and then when we go back, no matter how good we are, your injuries should be almost the same." Zhang Fangyi looked at Wei Huakai, and his eyes showed a look of relief.

"The only little surprise is that there is a drop of spiritual fluid that I teleported into your body that has not been absorbed, it shouldn't be a big problem, it may merge on its own after a while." Zhang Fangyi thought about this question again.

Wei Huakai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, he didn't want his injuries to worsen.

"Okay, okay, that's good, that's good." Wei Huakai hurriedly said.

"You rest and breathe your aura, and then we'll get out of here." Zhang Fangyi said.

Wei Huakai nodded, he lay on the ground, his eyes closed, running the exercises, adjusting his breath.

Zhang Fangyi also sat down, his eyes closed, running exercises to regulate the breath in his body.

The sound of the two people's even breathing came and went, and after more than three hours, Zhang Fangyi slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It should be about the same, right?" Zhang Fangyi said.

Wei Huakai also opened his eyes when he heard this, and he also felt that the injuries in his body had healed, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

Wei Huakai looked at Zhang Fangyi, and there was a trace of surprise in his heart: "You are so powerful, you can actually heal my injuries." ”

"You're almost recovering from your injuries, so let's get out as soon as possible." Zhang Fang said with a smile.

"Okay." Wei Huakai nodded, and then got up.

"By the way, senior brother, how long are we going to stay here?" Wei Huakai asked, he felt that he had been in this ghost place for too long, and if he hadn't been able to absorb spiritual energy to maintain his body, he might have starved to death.

"About a month." Zhang Fang thought for a moment and replied.

"A month, so long?" Wei Huakai said in surprise.

Zhang Fangyi looked at Wei Huakai, shook his head, and laughed: "It's not too long, it's a good thing, if your injuries don't fully recover, there is no way for us to leave here." ”

Wei Huakai nodded, and secretly said in his heart, this Zhang Fang is really powerful, and he can see through the problem at a glance.

"Since you're all right, let's go now." Zhang Fangyi said.

"Hmm." Wei Huakai nodded.

Zhang Fangyi actually had mixed feelings in his heart at this time, Wei Huakai's previous strength and current injury recovery were all completed by consuming the vitality of both parties.

Although Wei Huakai's injuries had recovered, Zhang Fangyi felt that his vitality was passing rapidly.

Zhang Fangyi's cultivation method is a devouring technique, once some aura or spiritual objects are swallowed, the cultivation and lifespan will be increased a little, which is the common sense of cultivators.

But Zhang Fangyi didn't devour anything for a while, he just injected some of his spiritual energy into Wei Huakai's body, and then helped Wei Huakai recover from his injuries.

Now that Wei Huakai's injuries have fully recovered, Zhang Fang feels that his vitality is passing rapidly, and if he delays any longer, it is estimated that he will die in less than five years, so he must quickly take Wei Huakai out of here.

"Senior brother, let's go." Zhang Fangyi said, then reached out and grabbed Wei Huakai's shoulder.

Wei Huakai didn't hesitate, he knew that this was a dangerous place, and if he continued to stay here, he was afraid that something would happen, so the two walked towards the entrance of the cave.

The two left the cave together, and as soon as Wei Huakai walked out of the cave, he smelled a pungent fishy odor that made his throat feel itchy.

"Vomit~Vomit~Vomit~"

Wei Huakai felt a tumbling in his stomach, and he felt as if his throat was about to vomit, so he quickly bent down to cover his mouth and retched a few times before he stopped the nauseous urge.