I've finally found Might! The one who was covered in verbena and fell in a pool of blood, a blur of flesh and blood, turned out to be really mighty! My heart was beating wildly, but my mind was surprisingly calm, and I methodically found a branch to pick out the verbena wrapped around Weiwu's body, and decisively cut them one by one with a fish-gut sword, dragging Weiwu away from the pile of verbena.

With his eyes closed and his body eroded by verbena, he looked no better now than he did when I was conspired against. What shocked me even more was that there was a wooden thorn stuck in Weiwu's chest, which had scorch marks on it, but it did not penetrate Weiwu's body. To be able to inflict such a trauma on Mighty Warriors, I think it is a wooden thorn made of birch.

"Mighty, mighty!" I cried out in a trembling voice, tears welling up in my eyes. The injuries of the mighty are much more serious than I thought! At the beginning, the little verbena almost killed me, but now it is a double attack of verbena and birch!

Seeing that Weiwu was so injured and dying broke my heart. I hate not being able to suffer this on his behalf, to endure this torment on his behalf. I called out to him over and over again, hoping only that he would not give up hope of life, and even his consciousness was completely eroded by verbena.

Weiwu seemed to hear my call, he opened his eyes slightly, and said extremely weakly, "Princess? ”

"Yes, it's me!" I replied with a smile, tears dripping from my eyes.

Wei Wu raised his hand with difficulty, waved it at me with all his might, and at the same time shouted fiercely: "Go, leave me alone, go!" It's dangerous here! ”

I was defenseless, and with a powerful blow pushed me far away, and I fell to the ground. "Nope! I won't leave you behind! "I crawled back to Mighty.

Because of the blow just now, he used all his strength to involve the wound, and his pale face twisted in pain, and every rise and fall in his chest caused his whole body to tremble. He was desperately trying to contain his pain, not wanting me to know.

I must move the mighty to a dry place, pull out the wooden thorns from his body, and treat his wounds, or his wounds will soon become infected. I picked up the mighty man and ran to the nearest mausoleum. Wei Wu no longer has the strength to fight, so he has to be at my mercy.

I don't know which Ming Dynasty emperor's mausoleum it is, and I don't care if we disturb his Yin Spirit, but saving Wei Wu is the most important thing right now. I placed Wei Wuping on the ground and used my skills to investigate his injuries. The mighty body was badly corroded by verbena, a wooden thorn was stuck in his chest, his legs were broken, and what was worse, his internal organs were all shattered. What kind of terrorist attack did he experience? Who can have such great supernatural powers and can hurt the mighty force so badly?

I forcibly suppressed these doubts, resolutely put down my heart, and pulled out the wooden thorn that pierced into Weiwu's chest, and a stream of warm blood shot out with the wooden thorn, and Weiwu roared and passed out.

I immediately sealed the acupuncture points near the wound of the mighty warrior, crossed the true qi into his body, found a branch to fix his broken leg, and then stripped off his dirty clothes, took rootless water to wash his wounds, and bandaged them with strips of cloth torn from my clothes.

I straightened up the dirty clothes for Mighty and discovered something unthinkable: his clothes were mixed with a touch of blue, a bewitching blue that I will never forget. I wondered in my heart, in addition to Hai Lanzhu in this world, is there another blue fox? I can't help but think of the scene on the day of Hai Lanzhu's funeral, and now I am sure that I was not dazzled at that time, but a touch of blue really appeared in front of Hai Lanzhu's mausoleum.

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