Just as he was at a loss to cry, a soft fleshy palm put on his shoulder, and a pure demonic power was injected into his body, making him feel like he was electrocuted. In an instant, Xiong Huang was pleasantly surprised to feel that his strength had regained, his hands were extremely stable, and his body was not so painful. He nodded gratefully to China, seeing that its spirit was languishing, as if it had exhausted its demonic power. Xiong Huang let out a "hmm" and didn't say anything, his eyes radiated a resolute light. Taking a sharp breath, he pulled out the sword with a snort.

Sun Zhikuan snorted miserably, and blood shot out, but his frowning brows eased.

The blood blockage couldn't be stopped, Xiong Huang turned out a small medicine bottle, the medicine bottle contained yellow powder, and sprinkled a little on his chest and back. The end of the medicine is very effective, and as soon as it is sprinkled, Sun Zhikuan will no longer bleed. Xiong Huang treated Sun Zhikuan's injuries a little, although the bleeding was temporarily stopped, but this could not last long.

The conditions were simple, but the patient could not delay, so Xiong Huang had to be treated in situ.

He took out all kinds of equipment, such as scissors, needles and threads, tweezers, and so on...... Soak in potion for disinfection. Taking advantage of this gap, Xiong Huang sprinkled some powder in the air, which was suspended in the air, neither blown away by the wind nor falling to the ground. Lighting a fire, the powder burned with a thud, giving off a strong herbal smell, and the air seemed to be refreshing.

He turned over Sun Zhikuan, pricked a few stitches on him, and sealed the acupoints around his body. He was given another mouthful of medicine, which would stop the flow of blood so that Xiong Huang could let it go.

He used an axe to split Sun Zhikuan's chest, opened the chest cavity, and exposed the internal organs, and saw a penetrating wound in the lungs, and a large artery was also cut open.

Finding the punctured artery, Xiong Huang picked up the shortest and thinnest needle, and then concentrated on stitch by stitch and stitched it carefully. At this time, he seemed to have changed as a person, without a stupid appearance, and his face was full of seriousness and shrewdness.

The counter-devouring power of the giant mallet cannon's cannons is not weak, and China can only recover Xiong Huang's strength if he exhausts his demon power, which is also because he trusts Xiong Huang and will give him his demon power without reservation.

In this world, demonic power is a kind of energy that can be compatible with all energy, it is like an energy intermediate, which can be transformed into different forms of energy.

Xiong Huang's big hands can make such a delicate operation, and he can see that Chi Na is also a little more energetic and admired. Curiously rubbed forward, lowered his head and watched Xiong Huang do the operation intently. Seeing that the horns of Xiong's forehead, the tip of his nose, and his chin were dripping with sweat, Chi Naha let out a cold breath, and the cold air surrounded them. Xiong Huang raised his head, smiled at him, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and went to the operation on his own.

After the artery was sutured, Xiong Huang stitched a few more stitches in his lung, then closed the sternum and sutured the anterior chest.

In the end, Xiong Huang checked Sun Zhikuan's body again, Xiong Huang prepared a lot of elixirs, and there were also muscles and flesh. He sprinkled some on Sun Zhikuan's shoulder, and his medicine often had an immediate effect. As soon as it was sprinkled, flesh sprouts grew on Sun Zhikuan's shoulders, and the flesh sprouts wriggled up and down like small meat worms, slowly growing into new meat. However, this process will take ten and a half days.

Even so, it was much stronger than him going to find a mage and casting healing spells. When I found the mage, I don't know if Sun Zhikuan is still alive.

Deal with Sun Zhikuan, Xiong Huang and sew it for China. Its injuries are better treated, as long as the external injuries are sutured well, although there are more wounds, but they are by no means as complicated as Sun Zhikuan. It won't be more difficult to deal with than China's last injury. Within a few moments, several wounds on China's body were stitched up. As for internal injuries, they need to be recuperated slowly.

China squinted and enjoyed Xiong Huang sewing the wound for it, this time it was just stitches, there was no process of cutting the flesh and rearranging, and there was no pain in splicing the bones, so China still didn't take anesthetic. The pain of a needle pricking the flesh is much less than the pain of a wound, and this needle pricking it, Chi Na feels quite comfortable.

Xiong Huang took care of their wounds and stuffed a few rejuvenating pills into China's mouth. He looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and nodded, then his spirit was relieved, he sat down on the ground with a sigh, and asked with a long sigh, "Where have you been?" ”

China couldn't speak, so he had to say to himself, "We had a fight today, and one of the two demons died, and that was it." Xiong Huang pouted at the corpse of the ink ghost baby, and continued: "You have seen this, he was the one who injured me. There is another one who doesn't know where he went, and I'll look for it slowly later. Xiong Huang said excitedly: "My boxing skills have improved again, it is the power of heaven!" Hehe, if Master knew, he would be happy. The Zen master didn't know where he went, and he didn't come to help. You say, he didn't do it on purpose......"

He kept talking to himself, and China squinted his eyes to recover his demonic power, and he didn't know if it had listened......

On this night, a snow wolf, a panda man, and a man spent the night in this wood. Reflecting the bonfire, Chi Na lay on the ground, Xiong Huang leaned on it, and Sun Zhikuan lay flat on the side. Both China and Xiong Huang were exhausted, their eyes were sour, their spirits were sluggish, and they soon fell asleep. The night was uneventful.

The next morning, when the birds were chirping, China woke up reluctantly. Seeing that the sun was just right, the birds were flocking, and they were thriving, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, and I shivered and stood up. Xiong Huang leaned against China's side, and when China got together, Xiong Huang's head tilted, fell to the ground, and woke up. He rubbed his head, wiped a handful of saliva from the corner of his mouth, turned over and went back to sleep.

China regretted in his heart: but he slept and died, and he forgot to keep vigil, if he encountered an enemy attack, would he still be alive?

The alert nature it has cultivated over the years has made it unable to sleep even well, but it has been so tired for the past two days that it has overslept unconsciously, so it regrets it.

On this night, China slept soundly, sweeping away the fatigue of the past two days. It was a person who couldn't stay, and when he woke up, he was going to walk around, and he stretched hard, and got up to find some food. But there was nothing but birds and rabbits in the woods. Depressed, Chi Na lifted a nest of rabbits and hunted a dozen birds to eat. Chi Na Xin said: Let you disturb me to sleep. It wasted a long time and didn't even fill the gap between its teeth, so it had to find Xiong Huang and return to the city to meet the Zen master earlier. The main thing is that there are still pigs to eat in the city, and although China does not like pork, it is better than being hungry.

When it came back, Xiong Huang had woken up, and saw a few more big bags on his head, red and fluttering, looking very painful. But Xiong Huang was very beautiful in his heart, and he grinned happily. I don't know where he took out a honeycomb, held it in his arms and gnawed it, and honey dripped from the honeycomb. I don't know what it tastes like when honey is mixed with honey, but bear yellow eats it with relish. He didn't waste a drop of honey, and licked the honey on his palms as if he had just washed his hands.

After three or two mouthfuls, he stuffed the honeycomb into his mouth, puffed out his mouth and said, "China, let's go back to the Zen master." I feel much better now. ”

This was exactly what China wanted, and it nodded, and went first. Xiong Huang put Sun Zhikuan on his back, probed his snort, and saw that he was breathing evenly, he couldn't help but be secretly proud, and followed behind Chi Na with great satisfaction.

As soon as I entered the city gate, I saw a few people who probed their brains showing half of their faces in the corner of the wall, and when they saw Chi Na and Xiong Huang walking into the city gate, they quickly retracted their heads. It's no wonder they're so nervous, after all, they've suffered enough in the past few years.

From the stunned mouths, it was learned that Panda, Sun Zhikuan and the two tigers of Huofu fought each other, and their whereabouts were unknown after that.

Hearing the news, the residents of the city became nervous, the atmosphere of every house was different, there was a strange atmosphere in the air, and the eyes of people looking at each other were full of anxiety. People whispered to each other, talked to each other, and their hearts were raised to their throats. Everyone hoped that the two tigers would be defeated and their homes would be returned. This night, the fire mansion is destined to be unpeaceful, no one in the city sleeps, and everyone waits for the result.

Finally, they waited until the panda came back with Sun Zhikuan on his back, and the few outposts hurriedly went back to pass the word. Soon, all the inhabitants of the city left their homes and stood on the edge of the street. Looking from Xiong Huang, it was densely packed with human heads, and all the residents of the city were crowded on this main road.

Some people hold hands with each other, some lean against the corner, adults hold children, and husbands hold their wives. The only thing they have in common is that their eyes are fixed on Xiong Huang and Sun Zhikuan, and none of them make a sound. They bit their lower lipes, their eyes full of anticipation......

Xiong Huang took two steps forward, but everyone's eyes still didn't take their eyes off him. He took two more steps, and all eyes moved with his movements, always falling on him. Xiong Huang felt uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to do.

Chi Na Xin said: Silly Xiong Huang, at this time, you should ascend to the top and tell everyone about your achievements, and you will become a savior-like figure in their hearts......

Xiong Huang is simply tight, so naturally he can't think of these. He thought to himself: What's wrong with these people? The people in the Fire Mansion are really strange, is it because I am an orc, they have never seen it, so they came out to watch? Xiong Huang felt that his face was hot, and he lowered his head shyly. 's honest and honest appearance almost made the China on the side squirt saliva.

At this time, the boiled beans on Xiong Huang's back moved slightly. When he looked at the people in the city, he saw that all of them had red eyes and haggard faces, some of them were emaciated, some of them covered their mouths with their hands, and tears flowed down the backs of their hands, but they were still silent. Silence, eerie silence, perhaps it takes a little gunpowder to ignite it. These people stared at them intently, and Sun Zhikuan said a word very weakly. His voice was soft, but in this city, it fell into the ears of the people of the city like thunder. It's simple, just four words: "The two tigers are defeated!" With that, he fell asleep again.