One hundred and ninety-two small fires heal wounds

Thank you, Sister Mao'er, I'll bring this porridge in first,"

Xiao Huo walked a bowl of shredded chicken porridge to cool in the direction of the tent in the resentful eyes of Xiao Xin'er, he didn't want his injury to be known by those monks who were watching, the best way was to successfully deceive even his own people, although he could see that Xin Xin'er had a good impression of Brother Lingyun, but now he could only wronged her first in this situation.

Although Xiaohuo was simply unaware of other people's conspiracy, he also heard some questions from the details of everyone's chat, it was no accident that these people suddenly appeared to block everyone's way, and it was likely that they were coming towards Brother Lingyun's spirit stone veins.

This group of people is not pure in their hearts, in case they know their own hole cards, regardless of morality, they shoot at the benefactor who saved them from fire and water, even if their own cultivation is not enough, at least when they show their original form, they can resist for a while, and buy some time for Brother Lingyun to escape.

"Taking care of the injured is hard work, according to Xiao Yun'er's half-dead state, she may not be able to wake up in ten days and half a month,"

The thousand-faced sand cat looked at the sullen and angry Xin'er who poked the ground with a wooden stick, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he thought that there was no happiness in forcibly arranging two people together, but as long as one party moved that mind and knew that he took the initiative, the result would be worlds apart.

In this case, the thousand-faced sand cat is not in a hurry to match the two, and the proper separation of the position of the third party in Zhang Lingyun's heart will involuntarily stimulate the jealousy of the woman, so that Xin'er will burst out with unprecedented possessiveness, which will play a decisive role in the final strategy of Zhang Lingyun.

"I'm not afraid of being tired or dirty, I just want to see me when he wakes up,"

Like a little daughter who doesn't understand the world, she sits quietly and her whole body is full of girl's innocence, her fair and flawless cheeks reveal a faint pink color, her lake-clear eyes have a hint of agility, and the black hair tied back her head at will is as smooth as a waterfall pouring down from a mountain stream on a moonlit night.

"Xiao Yun'er, it's good!"

The thousand-faced sand cat doesn't care about the inner thoughts of the man, but is very satisfied with her current performance, a woman who knows how to be reserved when she advances and retreats properly, is often the most able to inspire the heroism of the man, and can not only reflect the man's demeanor by her side, but also make the man have a sense of responsibility that must protect her.

"Sister Mao'er, I won't live up to your expectations, I also warmed two chicken legs with lotus leaves!"

Xiao Xin'er gently brushed aside the fine sand next to the fire, revealing a tightly wrapped green lotus leaf, which was deliberately left by him when he had just shared the roast chicken, Zhang Lingyun is now losing too much blood and is weak, and when he wakes up, a bird will definitely fade out of his mouth, and when he takes out this chicken leg, he will definitely be able to leave him with a considerate and gentle image.

The old man said that he really wants to get a man, in addition to his own appearance is beautiful and beautiful, but also gentle, considerate, kind and generous, if he is not good enough in some aspects, if this person can practice a good cooking skill, tightly control the man's stomach, and raise his appetite to be tricky and mean, then her status will become an unshakable existence for anyone!

"It's a beautiful trick...... ,”

The thousand-faced sand cat showed a hint of embarrassment and politeness, and he suddenly had the idea of meeting the woman in front of him for the first time, although his purpose of matching her and Zhang Lingyun at the beginning was not pure, but he did not make any moves to hurt others, especially for these partners who lived and died together beside him.

Although Xin'er's move was a harmless little trick and would not cause any harm to Xiaohuo, it made the thousand-faced sand cat feel inexplicably disgusted, and involuntarily moved away from Xin'er.

............

After Xiaohuo made sure that Zhang Lingyun's injuries were stable and had no tendency to deteriorate, he took out the glass bottle given by the maid of Tianqing Pavilion, took a deep breath and drank one-third of the amount.

Now that I think about it, I once suspected that Sister Mao'er really shouldn't be, Xiaohuo was afraid that the people in Tianqing Pavilion were throwing bricks and stones, and using real healing medicine as a guide, so that he could relax his guard, and the real problem was the spiritual liquid in this glass bottle, after all, the maid's expression was too easy to misunderstand.

In order to test the true effect of the spiritual liquid, Xiao Huo was ready to wait a little longer, Xiao Huo, who had nothing to do, took out the dagger inlaid with rubies, took out a handkerchief and bit it tightly with his teeth, so as to prevent himself from crying out in pain and disturbing Brother Lingyun's rest.

Xiao Huo put the dagger on the fire candle to bake, and kept taking a deep breath to calm his nervous emotions, and when the side of the dagger was slightly red, Xiao Huo turned his wrist slightly to aim at the target, and quickly slashed towards the almost dark purple pus at the ankle bone.

"Hmm...... ,”

The piercing pain instantly welled up in his heart, and even though he bit the thick handkerchief in his mouth, a painful moan still came from the corner of his mouth, and Xiao Huo closed his eyes and clenched his fists vigorously, hoping to distract himself from it.

In the wilderness, where there is a lack of medical treatment and you cannot disclose your injuries, if you are accidentally injured and infected, the best way is to clean the contaminated black blood, then wipe the wound with clean hot water, and finally find some clean white cloth to wrap the wound tightly to avoid unnecessary re-infection.

Xiaohuo trembled with pain, and it took a few minutes before he gradually calmed down, and he sat down tremblingly and sneering, so that he could better see the wound at his ankle, and secretly did a psychological struggle to squeeze out the poisonous blood in the depths of his heart.

At this time, Zhang Lingyun felt that his physical body had not moved for a long time, and carefully released a wisp of spiritual sense to probe the surrounding situation, just to find that Xiao Huo's brows were tightly locked, staring intently at the ground.

When Zhang Lingyun changed his angle to investigate the situation again, he suddenly found Xiaohuo's injured ankle, and an inexplicable heartache gushed out in his heart, and he instantly felt desperate to kill Ling Chi, the bastard who hurt Xiaohuo!

Zhang Lingyun, who doesn't know what the situation is in the outside world now, is like an ant on a hot pot who is in a hurry, if he comes to his senses regardless of the overall situation now, with the IQ of those old guys, he will definitely guess that the 'moving chessboard' circle belongs to him, not only all the pain he has suffered will come to naught, but even the people close to him will be reprimanded by those monks.

So many of them failed to hurt Nanmu Fengzi in the slightest, why did they disappear in just half a day, although Zhang Lingyun was also injured, but they couldn't explain why everyone was similar in cultivation, why only he could survive with all the beards and shadows.

Just when Zhang Lingyun was in a dilemma, a low snort of forbearance of pain came, and Zhang Lingyun carefully concentrated and released a wisp of spiritual sense again to check the situation.

Xiao Huo counted down silently in his heart, holding two pieces of white cloth in his hand and aiming at the slender knife edge at his ankle, when the last number was silently recited, Xiao Huo clenched his teeth and closed his eyes, turned his head in the opposite direction of his ankles, and pressed his hands down sharply.

"Poof...... "Under the strong pressure of external objects, the already broken blood vessels at Xiaohuo's ankle suddenly ruptured, and a dark liquid with a strange smell gushed out, Xiaohuo felt a tingling sensation spread throughout his entire leg, although he didn't know what caused this situation, but the pain in his ankle was really relieved.

Xiaohuo was worried about his fear of pain, seeing this rare opportunity, he pressed his calf hard, and under more than ten consecutive gravity presses, Xiaohuo had already rescued bright red blood from his ankle.

Zhang Lingyun didn't know what kind of mood he was in, after reading the whole process of Xiaohuo's healing, he only knew that every time he frowned, his heart trembled, Zhang Lingyun recalled the scene when the two first met, Xiaohuo also limped with an ankle injury, and it seemed that he was injured with this leg at that time.

Just when Zhang Lingyun fell into the memories of the past, he suddenly sensed that his body was moved by someone and was shocked, and in the future, before he could see the sudden changes around him, the wisp of spiritual consciousness released instantly retracted, and he was afraid that those old guys would find out and cause unnecessary trouble.

"Brother Lingyun, this spiritual liquid was given by the young lady of Tianqing Pavilion, she said that it is more effective with the pills you take during the day,"

Xiaohuo opened the glass bottle and poured the spiritual liquid inside, gently broke Zhang Lingyun's lips and poured it in, the whole process of feeding the medicine was smoother than during the day, Xiaohuo was full of joy and looked forward to Zhang Lingyun's full recovery, and led everyone to rescue Brother Chiyan, everyone continued the journey of training with great joy.

After settling Zhang Lingyun again, Xiaohuo found that the other party's face was not as ruddy and shiny as just now, and suddenly felt a bad omen, regardless of the injured ankle, he ran out to find someone to check.

"Damn~!What kind of strange medicine is so domineering, this is what you want my little life!"

Zhang Lingyun originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to take the medicine to wake up, but as soon as this spiritual liquid entered the Five Organs Temple, it volatilized, and then there was a feeling of blood swelling all over his body, like a bowl of water sprinkled in a hot oil pot, instantly boiling and exploding, setting off countless splashes, and at the same time, the iron pot containing oil would also burst and shatter at any time!

Zhang Lingyun didn't care about the problems that might be caused by the sudden boycott, and he didn't care whether all the suffering he had suffered before was in vain, he only knew that if he continued like this, before he could appease the old guys with bitter tricks, this body would be tossed and scrapped by this treacherous elixir.

Zhang Lingyun didn't have the idea of seizing other people's bodies by force, but when he had to release his spiritual power to repair his wounds, his secret would also be revealed to the public in front of everyone's eyes, and if he couldn't bear to kill all the insiders, he could only accept being hunted down and killed endlessly by cultivators! After all, human beings are selfish and self-interested, and no one can resist the attraction of this mobile elixir.