Although the firm chest was stained with blood, there were no wounds.

The little fox's face was hot, and she rubbed the tip of her nose very embarrassedly. Feng Yuebai's clothes were already black, and she was soaked in blood, so she didn't even notice the specific location of the wound! It wasn't until this time that she learned that the blood should have seeped out of her back!

"Xiaoqing, come and turn him over!"

"Okay!"

"It's all blood here, so let's move him over there. After a slight pause, he said, "Be careful! Don't touch the wound!"

While speaking, the two worked together to turn Feng Yuebai over, using the vine as a couch, and moved him to the pile of grass next to him.

After settling down, the little fox began to treat his injuries again, but a new problem came again.

After all, the monk's physique is different from that of mortals, but this son's work, those small wounds have begun to heal, the blood-soaked clothes and wounds stick together, the little fox pulls slightly, Feng Yuebai will have a spasm of pain, how should this be good?

A living person can still suffocate urine, our fox is not stupid, it is impossible for his sweetheart to suffer that living sin!

"Xiaoqing, bring water!"

"Alas...... Hey!"

Xiao Qing began to regret it after answering, he had prepared everything, but it happened that this water scoop was forgotten by him! In desperation, he had to hand over the Qiankun bottle.

"I want water, what are you doing with it?"

"That...... If you don't have a water scoop, sister, you can make do with it!" Xiaoqing grinned and said, "Where do you need to pour it, Xiaoqing will help you pour it!"

Xiao Fox'er's face softened at this time, and he instructed Xiao Qing to pour the spring water little by little on the wound adhesive area.

Don't say it, it really works! The water-soaked clothes can finally be peeled off from the wound.

As soon as this bloody clothes were revealed, the little fox's heart suddenly twitched! Only then did he say that he had lost too much blood, and it was only at this time that he really understood that the blood that had flowed from the countless wounds on his body was less!

"Tsk, this back is almost a dumpling filling!"

Xiaoqing pretended to sigh there, but her heart blossomed! Xiao Baibai, Xiao Baibai, you kid deceived people too much! Now you have been retributed, with your current appearance, I will see how you will fight with Brother Yun in the future!

There were too many wounds on Feng Yuebai's body, and the little fox had to deal with those big wounds first. Washing, medicating, and finally stitching, everything was carried out in an orderly manner, but fortunately, those wounds were concentrated on the back of the body, and if the front was injured, it is estimated that his face would have been ruined.

It took a whole day, and the little fox finally finished stitching up all the big wounds, as for the small wounds...... It's not a big deal, just leave it to heal slowly!

After stitching up all the wounds, the little fox began to carry out the last step, bandaging!

This job is not very easy to do, but fortunately, with Xiaoqing's help, the two of them were busy for most of the time, and finally dealt with all the external injuries of Feng Yuebai, but this is ...... Hey, it's not good! It's like a mummy!

At this moment, Xiaohu'er was exhausted, but she still cheered up and said to Xiaoqing: "I still want to refine some blood-replenishing pills, but there are two main medicines missing, you go around the neighborhood and see if you can find them!"

As he spoke, he transmitted the graphic characteristics of those two medicinal materials into Xiao Qing's brain with telekinesis.

Yanxia Sect Kunwu Mountain.

The Yanxia Sect, which has been in depression for a long time, has finally recovered some popularity in the past few days, the situation is turbulent, the world is uneasy, those disciples who went to the ancient wasteland are about to return, no matter how the war is stuck, the various sects still send out manpower to go to North Kunlun to respond.

Compared to the immense scene when entering, this welcoming ceremony seemed too shabby.

There were only a few dozen people, and they stood guard on the top of Kunwu Mountain, waiting for the person who entered to return again.

Coming out of the Ancient Wasteland, there is no need to teleport the magic circle to lead, but when the time comes, all the non-native creatures of the Ancient Wasteland will be squeezed out by the power of the realm, because they already have local coordinates on their bodies when they go, so they will go back wherever they came.

At this time, the strong people in Yanxia were all going to the battlefield, so Jiang Qingyuan, who stayed in Kunwu, became the host of this leading ceremony. Following him, there were several disciples of the sect, among them, Feng Xiaoyue, who was dressed in green clothes, was particularly eye-catching as the only woman in the sect!

"Elder Jiang, how long will it take for them to appear?" asked Feng Xiaoyue, who couldn't bear to wait.

"It's coming, it's coming...... From the day they entered, they could only stay for one hundred and eighty days, and they would never stay for another day!"

At this moment, Jiang Qingyuan is also looking through the autumn water, he is not very worried about the apprentice, he wants to rely on the ability of that ghost girl, even if he can't mix well in that place, he will not be in danger of his life.

However, the fairy grass is too rare, and I don't know if that girl can find it.

In a few moments, the center of the huge array on the top of Kunwu Mountain began to fluctuate, but in a moment or three, several white lights flashed from the center of the array, and the Dao figure spit out in the blink of an eye.

Feng Xiaoyue's heart was surging with excitement! Seven years, seven whole years! When you left, I was just up to your chest, and now I have grown so tall, fourth brother, will you still recognize Xiaoyue?

With the passage of time, the disciples walked out of the white light one after another, but there was never that familiar figure. Feng Xiaoyue's heart became more and more anxious, and she couldn't wait to rush forward to open the white light to see if it was the fourth brother inside.

In everyone's eagerly anticipation, the Yanxia disciples finally appeared in the formation, and the first to show their heads was Chai Feiyu of Chaoyang Peak! Immediately after, Shu Wanxi, Ji Ye, and Jiang Huan also appeared one by one, and Xia Qinghou, Zhou Liang, Chu Hongyue and others also appeared after Bai Mang dispersed.

The white mangs above the formation gradually disappeared, and the fifty people who went there could still stand here in the end, only fourteen people!

"Why did you only come back?" asked the old man who came to answer the Immortal Dao with a frown.

"Elder Chen, something happened in the Ancient Wasteland, and we were lucky to be able to escape!"

Zhou Liang arched his hand, and suddenly found that only Elder Chen was the only one who responded to him, how could they say that they were also disciples of the sect who had been cultivated with great difficulty, how could they send a Yuanying Elder to answer!

When he saw that the situation of each sect was almost the same, and even the Yanxia Sect, as the host, had only come to more than 20 people, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, could it be that in just half a year, something big had happened in the cultivation realm?

"Elder Chen, this ......"

Before Zhou Liang could finish asking, Elder Chen glanced at him and said lightly: "This matter is a long story, when you return to the sect, someone will explain it to you!"

As he spoke, the disciples who were standing in the center of the formation were picked up by the people of their respective sects.

"What the hell is going on, what about Qianxue?" Before the Yanxia disciple could come over, Jiang Qingyuan had already stepped forward and asked.

Chai Feiyu and the others looked at each other and were speechless.

"Someone hasn't come out yet, isn't it? My brother is behind him, isn't it!" Feng Xiaoyue roared with slightly red eyes.

At this moment, her knuckle bones were white, and her slender body kept trembling, she didn't believe it and couldn't believe it, how could the fourth brother not come out!

"What the hell is going on, what do you say!" Jiang Qingyuan, who was rarely angry in front of outsiders, also began to get angry, and the two people who should have appeared in the team didn't come back, how could he, not be angry?

The disciples who can be selected into the Ancient Wasteland, which one is not the leader of the peaks! As the host, although most of the strong people in the sect have gone out, there are still many disciples who have come to greet them, and there are people from all the mountains and peaks, knowing that there is little hope, but everyone's eyes are focused on those four people. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~