The eight-headed Kaishan Mangniu was shattered by thunder and lightning, Ouyang Xiaochuan didn't feel sorry for it, it was fake. But at this moment, he can't care about being distressed, it's important to save his life!

If it weren't for the reckless bull that offset some of the power of the thunder and lightning, I am afraid that Ouyang Xiaochuan would already be dying if he didn't die this time. If this fourth thunderbolt strikes him again, I'm afraid I'm really going to die.

The physical trauma has only recovered thirty or forty percent. It has not fully recovered from its original state.

Ouyang Xiaochuan endured severe pain and stood under the dark clouds, his long hair windless and automatic.

"Boy, do you want to help!"

Ao Huang sat on the side and said with an expression of watching a play. Ouyang Xiaochuan ignored it, still looking up at the dark clouds.

"Boom!"

"Click!"

"Yikes!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan shouted, and the five reckless bulls jumped up at the same time, crashing head-on into the blue lightning that slashed down.

This time, the lightning was a little thicker again, and its power naturally increased a lot.

"Bang!"

Five bulls hit lightning at the same time. Instant disintegration. The lightning swoop has not diminished, but it has become thinner. But compared to the first three, it is still a lot thicker.

"Kill!"

Again jumped five cows. And this time Ouyang Xiaochuan was not idle. As soon as the bull was in the air, he kicked the ground on tiptoe, jumped up behind the bull, folded his left arm, and grasped his fist.

"Bang!

Without any accidents, the five reckless oxen exploded again and dissipated.

"Come on!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan jumped five or six meters high. At this time. The thunder and lightning had also rushed through the heavy interception of the reckless cow and came to the top of Ouyang Xiaochuan's head.

Ouyang Xiaochuan shouted. The clenched fist swung out quickly, colliding with the thunderbolt.

As soon as the two came into contact, Ouyang Xiaochuan was protected by the talent around him, and he was instantly surrounded by wisps of thunder and lightning.

"Nourishing ......"

"Bang!"

The talent began to break down and slowly became thin.

"Bang!"

Like the sound of glass breaking, Ouyang Xiaochuan's talent could no longer hold on, broke away from Ouyang Xiaochuan, and finally disappeared.

"Poof!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan spurted out a mouthful of blood. The body began to fall rapidly. It was as if it had been slapped by gravity from mid-air.

"Bang!"

The bluestone on the ground was smashed into a big pit by Ouyang Xiaochuan, who was falling extremely quickly.

After a burst of dust, everyone saw Ouyang Xiaochuan lying on the ground like a big character.

"Chuan'er!"

The scene in front of him could no longer be Ouyang Wujian indifferent. Even if you don't see you again, it's your own son after all.

Ouyang Wujian shouted, and with a jump, he came to Ouyang Xiaochuan.

The people of the family who had already rushed over followed with each other. Of course, Qu Yuanyuan, who has been stunned, is indispensable.

Qu Yuanyuan also just arrived, but after seeing the appearance of his baby son, he didn't rush up, but was stunned in place. It wasn't until Ouyang Wujian shouted that he reacted.

"Chuan'er, Chuan'er!"

Qu Yuanyuan fell beside Ouyang Xiaochuan. Pick it up. His eyes were full of distress and his face was full of tears.

Ouyang Wujian squatted down and looked at Ouyang Xiaochuan in Qu Yuanyuan's arms.

Ouyang Xiaochuan closed his eyes slightly, and his face was cut several times, and blood was oozing out. The left arm hung limply, apparently broken.

"Goo-toot!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan's mouth overflowed with a mouthful of blood again.

"Chuan'er, Chuan'er, how are you! What's the matter with you? Chuan'er, Chuan'er, wake up!"

Qu Yuanyuan shouted with a crying voice, and wiped the blood on Ouyang Xiaochuan's face.

The onlookers on the bust were all at a loss, not knowing what the young master of his family had done, and how he could cause a thunderstorm.

"You're so foolish, he can't die. If you shake like that, he'll be dead. ”

Ao Huang, who was sitting on the steps, spat out a discordant voice.

Ouyang Wujian and his wife glanced at Ao Huang opposite at the same time.

"He's supposed to be healing himself, and he doesn't want him to die, so you should let him go and don't disturb him. ”

Ao Huang pursed his lips and explained again.

"Put him down! he's still breathing. It should be fine. ”

Ouyang Wujian had also learned from his father that this little little man in front of him was absolutely extraordinary. His words shouldn't be fake. He comforted Qu Yuandao.

"No sword, save him!"

"No one can beat him. It's a problem of his own making, and he has to solve it himself. Whoever helps him dies. If you don't believe me, you can try it. ”

Before Ouyang Wujian could speak, Ao Huang spoke again.

"Let him go!"

Qu Yuanyuan looked at his son, who was still closed in his arms, and reluctantly put Ouyang Xiaochuan back on the ground again.

"You'd better go away. At that time, the thunder and lightning will slash again, and it will not be good to affect the fish in the pond. ”

Ao Huang said.

"Hmph! I'm going to see how powerful this thunder and lightning is. ”

Ouyang Wujian stood up and raised his head and said domineeringly.

"Whatever you want!"

......

After a few breaths, Ouyang Xiaochuan's fingers moved slightly.

"Ahem!"

"Chuan'er, how do you feel!"

Ouyang Wujian heard the voice and hurriedly squatted down.

Ouyang Xiaochuan slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm fine!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan's weak voice made a trace of distress flash on Qu Yuanyuan's face, who had not left.

"Get out of the way. ”

As he spoke, Ouyang Xiaochuan slowly propped up his arms. The broken left arm was repaired in a short period of time. It's magical.

But what everyone didn't know was that Ouyang Xiaochuan had mobilized three talents to repair his body this time. One of them was a talent that went straight to his left arm.

You must know that the talent smoke column in Ouyang Xiaochuan's body has been reduced by half. Once his talent is exhausted, Ouyang Xiaochuan is no different from ordinary people. If you want to regain talent, you have to paint again, and there are many, many paintings.

This time the trauma was even greater, the liver in the body was broken in half, the lungs were all holes, the left arm was broken into dozens of knots, and the kneecap turned into powder.

With such a serious injury, the talent required is naturally several times more.

"Father, mother, get out of the way!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan said, staggering to his feet.

"Chuan'er, you stand back, this time for your father to take it for you. ”

"I can't do it!"

Behind him, Ao Huang muttered.

Ouyang Wujian turned around, looked at Ao Huang viciously, and turned his head again.

Ouyang Wujian, like Ouyang Xiaochuan, couldn't get used to looking at this little kid with an untutored look. But it wasn't for his father to explain, he had already kicked this rude little ghost out of the house.

"No! I'm okay. If I die under this thunder and lightning this time, please father must take care of my mother. ”

Ouyang Xiaochuan's face was firm.

"Chuan'er, you can't die, you die, how can your mother live. ”

Qu Yuanyuan cried very sadly. Let those who are behind them feel sorry for it.

"I can't walk! ”

Ao Huang interrupted again.

"Father, take your mother and leave. ”

After finishing speaking, Ouyang Xiaochuan's body once again rose with a layer of talent.

"Let's go!"

Ouyang Wujian grabbed the round Qianqian's slender waist, pointed his toes on the ground, and flew backwards.

"Chuan'er!"

Qu Yuan shouted in mid-air, tears raining down.