Chang Xi's bloody right hand hung weakly on his side, twitching uncontrollably, and drop after drop of blood dripped a deep puddle of blood in the snowdrift on the side. In the middle finger of the most severely injured right hand, a faint thread of tiny silk dug deep into the flesh and almost touched the phalange. The white flesh rolled outward, but fortunately there was a leather finger guard that finally protected the finger. If it weren't for the protection of the finger guard, I am afraid that the middle finger would be cut off with the terrifying strangulation from the previous one.

Chang Xi took out a sharp dagger with his still trembling left hand, stared at the bloody wound with motionless eyes, and gently picked up the thin thread from the meat roll with the tip of the dagger. The tip of the dagger inevitably touched the wound, Chang Xi's whole body trembled as if he had been hit by electricity, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth. As the bellows-like whimpering of pain in his throat faded, the thin thread strong enough to cut flesh was finally broken by the tip of the dagger.

Chang Xi's body stumbled and almost fell, but he forced himself to kneel in the snow and not let himself fall.

The thin silk threads were dripping with blood beads, and when you looked closely, they seemed to extend all the way to the snow behind the gray-robed old man.

"Fortunately, most of these shadowless filaments are used in Yuehong, otherwise God knows how far Yuehong will fly. The corners of Chang Xi's mouth pulled out a very ugly smile with difficulty. After firing nearly thirty bows in a row, the entire right arm is now in a state of numbness and cannot move at all. In particular, the remaining fingers of the right hand also became bruised, and the injury was very bad.

Although he was able to kill this gray-robed old man who had done a lot of evil after a hard fight, he also lost the strength to fight again, how could he send away the dozens of trembling bandits on the other side? Thinking of this, Chang Xi's heart suddenly flashed, and he actually stood up straight and spoke out towards the group of bandits.

"If you don't get out now, don't you want me to send you on your way personally?"

This cold voice with a hint of murderous aura is simply heavenly to this group of bandits at this time!

"Let's get out! Let's get out! Thank you for the grace of the young man not to kill!" This group of bandits was also ruined after seeing Huang Shangxian, who was as omnipotent as a god in their hearts, was pierced through the chest with a sword and fell to the ground and never got up again. Even the body of Wang Tianba, who was lying in the snow and was already cold, was forgotten. After a while, these dozens of bandits disappeared from view.

"Whew... It's finally over. Chang Xi, who pretended to be cold, let out a long sigh, held up his right hand, which was still bleeding, and put it across his chest to prevent the bandits from seeing, and slowly walked to the gray-robed old man.

The gray-robed old man had a striking, narrow and smooth wound on his chest and back, and the snowdrift under him was stained red with blood, his whole body was cold and lifeless, and his bruised face was full of horror and unwillingness.

Thinking of the bottle of pill-like things that the gray-robed old man had taken out from his waist earlier, Chang Xi was very anxious in his heart. In order to win this battle, his right hand was almost crippled. Only then did he see that the gray-robed old man was severely injured in his left arm by the spinning arrow, and he only swallowed a few pills and began to heal. This kind of healing thing is exactly what Chang Xi needs most at this moment.

Recalling the action of the gray-robed old man reaching out to wipe his waist at that time, Chang Xi wiped it towards the gray-robed old man's waist, and sure enough, he found a very inconspicuous gray pouch on the leather belt around his waist. Chang Xi looked at the gray pouch in his hand, which was only half the size of a palm, and then looked at the two gray pouch-sized medicine bottles thrown aside, and couldn't help but grow his head.

"It's... How did he get into such a small bag? I don't know if there's anything in it. Chang Xi picked up the bag and shook it twice, only to see that the mouth of the bag flashed, and several bottles and cans, a golden velvet bag and a quaint booklet all fell out with a bang.

"Good guy, you can pretend to be like this! This bottle is exactly the same as the one that this old man just took, and it should be healing. Chang Xi sighed and rummaged through several medicine bottles, quickly picked out one of the bottles, and no longer hesitated to take a mouth after comparing the smell in the two medicine bottles.

I only felt a stream of heat passing through my throat and quickly spreading along the meridians in my body, the wound on my right hand suddenly stopped bleeding, and an unbearable itching sensation came from between my bruised fingers, Chang Xi could even feel that wisps of new flesh buds were entwining and condensing with each other, and even the face that was pale due to blood loss at this moment was a little bloody.

After a while, the original trauma was already healed. Chang Xi bent his fingers slightly, feeling the strength in it, I am afraid it will take several days to fully recover. Chang Xi reached out and picked up the quaint booklet on the ground, opened it curiously and looked at it.

"Goshawk Tread, it looks like a door... How do you do it?" Recalling the terrifying sprinting speed of the gray-robed old man at the beginning, Chang Xi still felt afraid.

"This goshawk step looks much stronger than the ape leap I realized myself... It seems that I need to find a time to think about this goshawk, but now is not the time. Chang Xi, who has turned a few pages, has also calmed down, and now he is still deep in the enemy camp, although the bandits have fled in all directions, but it is possible to come back to find out, now he has no strength to fight again, now is not the time to count the spoils, the top priority is to pack up these things and leave quickly.

I have to say that this gray pouch really makes Chang Xi very entangled, no matter how he stuffs these bottles and cans into the gray pouch, he just can't stuff them. After tossing for a long time, in the end, with a burst of roar in my heart: "Hurry up and get me in", these things were really loaded in with a flash of light at the mouth of the bag.

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"Count you ruthless!" Chang Xi, who had finally learned how to use the gray pouch, stood up angrily, and also learned from the old man to tie the gray pouch to his waist so that he could easily pick up things. With his left hand, he pulled the thin thread that he had been carrying behind him, and with a "bang", Yuehong, who had been wrapped around the hilt of the sword, flew back from the snowdrift in the distance in front of him, Chang Xi jumped up and held the hilt in the air and landed in a dashing manner, a gratifying smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he carefully sent Yuehong into the homemade leather scabbard behind his backhand.

When he finally recovered the iron feather arrows on the bandits, Chang Xi remembered something, and looked at the place where the couple had been empty, thinking that they should have taken the opportunity to escape in the event of a riot.

"Let's hope they're okay. Chang Xi turned the arrow basket behind him, wiped the blood on his face with a ball of snow, pulled up his velvet hat, and turned around and stepped into the wind and snow.