It has been about seven days that the water and rice have not entered, and it can still exude such an attractive luster like a pearl, and the step centrifugal spirit cannot be stable. Although it is human nature, Bu Li still blamed himself, forcibly gathered his mind, took a sip of old wine, and sprayed it on Yang Cancan's back.

Yang Cancan, who had eased his spirit slightly, fell asleep deeply, and was suddenly energized by this sip of wine. A hot pain seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow, unbearable.

"Don't move. Bu Li said in a deep voice, his voice became a little hoarse at some point, and the words he said were extremely unfamiliar to him.

Yang Cancan knew that Lu Dao Buli was treating his fatal injuries, I don't know if Lu Dao can be good, Yang Cancan has no confidence, but he was ignited by Bu Li's words to ignite the flame of survival, although this flame has not been extinguished, but with the passage of vitality, there is not much left.

forcibly endured his eyes and didn't look at Yang Cancan's lower body. Buli closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his mind blank. Spit out the turbidity in his chest, and the sharp knife in his hand began to stir, and the maggots in the carrion were accurately picked out by Bu Li. Pieces of carrion were cut off. Bu Li's homemade medicinal powder was sprinkled on Yang Cancan's back, blood was dripping, and a bloody smell rushed out.

In any case, the smell is much better than the rancid smell, no matter how bad it is.

The powder is a herb commonly used by the bereaved clan to remove saprophytic muscles, Bu Li is proficient in pharmacology, and most of the herbs in the Soul Lan Continent are not familiar with it, and Bu Li can only choose to refine it with his own confidence. For so many years, only a few first-aid medicines worked. When Bu Li sometimes thinks about it, he feels ashamed of the sages who have crossed over. I don't know anything, I cross over, and I can't use my skills at all. There are no ventilators, no operating tables, no first-aid medicines, and there is really not much I can do on my own.

However, the effect of the crude drug is still very obvious. The sharp knife in his right hand picked out maggots and carrion, and the powder in his left hand fell, and the oozing blood quickly scabbed over and stopped. It's not a good rejuvenation, but it's almost there. At least Bu Li is still satisfied with his craft, he hasn't thrown it away for so many years, and he is still clean and neat.

Yang Cancan's injuries are completely different from those of Zhan Xiong Wan Liqun, one is oozing blood, and the other is a penetrating wound with a large bowl mouth. Therefore, the wounds of the war bear Wan Liqun were helpless. At this time, there were still female disciples of the Hate Mountain Sect beside him, and Bu Li didn't want to use his own blood to treat Yang Cancan. Although she was pitied, it was not to the extent of Wan Liqun. Wan Liqun is a brother, and he was injured for Bu Li, which is very clear.

Although Buli is a good person, he is not a good person.

It didn't take much time, Yang Cancan's back was a blur of flesh and blood, and in some places you could see miserable white bones, which was very scary.

I kept holding my breath, and it wasn't until this time that I gasped out. Bu Li felt that he had been holding back for too long after coming to the Soul Lan Continent, how could he react at such a time......?

Bu Li turned around and no longer glanced at Yang Cancan, and said, "Xian'er, cover her a little, don't be cold." ”

Cai Xiaoxian doesn't have so many fancy intestines, and Bu Li is whatever he says. With a soft "um", he covered Yang Cancan with a hide. Yang Cancan felt that the wound on his body began to hurt hotly, the pain was unbearable, and he knew that the injury had been healed. Although he will definitely be a waste person in the future, or he will have to start cultivating from scratch, it is much better than dying in the mouth of a jackal in a barren place.

Feeling pain, numbness, and itching in his body, Yang Cancan knew that one of his lives had been picked up. Biting his lip desperately, he didn't let himself faint until this time. A stream of salty blood flowed into his mouth, and it was good to be alive.

After doing all this, Buli looked back at the vast West Mountain in the distance, and felt a loss in his heart. Xishan, who has lived for ten years, is about to leave, and the bereaved family of Xishan is still struggling and struggling. Maybe he went to the Hate Mountain Sect and took another more difficult road, but Buli never regretted it, even if this road was difficult, he had to go on. I have seen the struggle of too many bereaved people, and in order to survive, they must be ruthless, and Bu Li doesn't want this to happen to him.

once thought that he was killed, and Cai Xiaoxian was snatched away. Every time I think of this, I can't do anything about it, and my heart is very uncomfortable. Step away from all the efforts, in order to live, in order to live better.

There is nothing that can be done, it is an unspeakable pain. Even if it didn't happen to him, Buli felt like a thorn in his back. Today, the pain is silent, and I don't know if I can have tomorrow's laughter and silence.

Storage bags, what a good thing. In the past, Da Hei carried a lot of luggage, most of which were Cai Xiaoxian's things, and they were of no use at all in the eyes of Buli and Da Hei. But Cai Xiaoxian wanted to take it, and Buli and Da Hei couldn't refuse.

With the storage bag, Daikoku no longer has to work like a pack horse. Buli took out a small pot in the storage bag and set up a stove, Cai Xiaoxian happily boiled broth for Yang Cancan.

Cai Xiaoxian is extremely kind, even if Yang Cancan and Buli used to be enemies, after Cai Xiaoxian saw Yang Cancan's tragic situation, the only little resentment was thrown out of the clouds. Taking care of Yang Cancan and making her better is something that Cai Xiaoxian naturally thought of.

Perhaps in Cai Xiaoxian's view, there is nothing good or bad about people, what Buli likes is naturally a good person, and what Buli doesn't like is naturally a bad person, it's so simple. And Hu Wu ...... That's not people at all.

The female disciple of the Hate Mountain Sect didn't say anything, and the rudeness of the previous step had already made her feel palpitations. I don't know what Lu Dao is for, the female disciple of the Hate Mountain Sect saw Bu Li's figure, but she didn't have any hatred, even if she almost died in his hands just now, she couldn't afford to have any hatred. Looking at the back of Bu Li, majestic and full of masculinity, I gradually became obsessed.

This is the real man!

After cleaning up for a while, Cai Xiaoxian fed Yang Cancan some meat porridge. The rest was sucked into the stomach in one go, and this guy wasn't too hot, so he didn't leave a bite for others, for fear that someone would rob him.

This foodie's habit has long been known, and there is nothing to be done about it. If you take a beating, that guy has rough skin and thick meat, and it won't hurt if you hit it. It's really a dead hand, and it's reluctant to leave. He can only be so presumptuous.

After cleaning up, everyone dispersed to rest. Buli didn't arrange anyone to keep vigil, and if he really wanted to keep vigil, he could only stare at it himself.

The female disciple of the Hate Mountain Sect looked like a chick at first glance, and it was better to count on her vigil than not sleep all night. The big black beast, when it gets dark, snores like thunder, and can't scream. Cai Xiaoxian: Where can I leave it? As for Hu Wu, the step away is respectful, and the distance is far away. It's okay to ask some questions, if you really let him do anything, Buli is not so presumptuous.

After thinking about it again, Bu Li touched Cai Xiaoxian's head and told her to take care of Yang Cancan. Then he looked around, and found no smell of other large animals except jackals, so he fell asleep in a daze.

The sleep was not steady, Yang Cancan's half-exposed buttocks were like a nightmare, always lingering in front of him, luring him to leave and touch it. It must be very elastic to the touch, a primitive desire to lure the step away, out of nature, from the heart.

What kind of charming style will there be under the buttocks? But the more I don't want to, the more I linger.

The woman is really a tiger, Bu Li simply didn't sleep, pillow arms looking up at the starry sky, thinking back to the scenes of these days, plain as water as if shaking in front of your eyes.

The big black snoring was like thunder. Buli sometimes thinks that if there was no bonfire, it is estimated that those jackals would not dare to approach. The snoring alone was enough to keep the ghosts and gods away, not to mention the timid and cautious jackals.

Cai Xiaoxian and Yang Cancan fell asleep under a piece of animal skin, their little hands on Yang Cancan's body, if Yang Cancan changed anything, Cai Xiaoxian could wake up at any time. Yang Cancan's face has begun to improve, and he no longer looks like a dead person.

The female disciple of the Hate Mountain Sect leaned against the mouth of the pit and slept soundly. As for Hu Wu, whether he slept or not was like a ghost, and he couldn't see any difference.

In the middle of the night, Bu Li suddenly felt that the ground seemed to tremble. It seems that some big animal is approaching.

It bounced off the ground at once, and it didn't make a sound at all. Possess yourself, put your ears to the ground, and listen carefully. One, weighing about three tons. In just a split second, the most basic information can be estimated in one step.

Wake up the big black, and a man and a bear disappear into the night.

In the dark night, whether it is stepping away or dark, it is like returning home, just like being in the mountains and forests, there is no fear, only a feeling of familiarity. Or not to disappear, but to blend into the night.

Hu Wu watched as Bu Li and Da Hei's figures melted into the night, a smile on their dry faces under the black hoods. This child has lived with Cai Xiaoxian for eight years, and the purest natural breath has completely entered his bones. It was already revealed between his hands and feet, very casually, as if he were a child of nature.

Child of Nature, such a strange and distant name. Hu Wu thought of his experience in that wonderful world many years ago, and wondered what kind of grace his old man would be in that kind of world, whether he wanted to confuse all the elf girls.

Thinking about it, Hu Wu scolded himself in his heart. Needless to say, his old man is full of joy and anger, laughing and scolding, how can there be a girl who resists?

He's an old man...... Alas, no matter how powerful an existence is, it can't resist the word luck.

Hu Wu sighed slightly.

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