Chapter 591: The Cave is Beautiful

Mo Wuxin opened his eyes and didn't see Yu Qianyan.

I just squinted for a while, and I didn't see her when I woke up.

"Where will it go?" Mo Wuxin only muttered softly, and he didn't plan to look for her.

Anyway, there can't be any danger in this cave, and she will come back sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Mo Wuxin closed his eyes again.

"......"

Mo Wuxin scolded in a low voice, because he was hit by the Xuan San, the Xuan Power could not be used, and now he could not rely on the Xuan Power to treat his wounds. And I was hit by so many arrows before, and the wound had already suppurated and festered, and, to make matters worse, because of this arrow wound, I also made myself feverish, and now I am really weak and weak.

If Xuanli could still be used, he would never have such a situation.

It is precisely for this reason that Mo Wuxin always wants to sleep like this.

He was so weak that he didn't even seem to have the strength to stand up now. I could feel that the wound on my back was beginning to fester, and he had been bleeding, Mo Wuxin whispered: "Hmph, Miao Chenxi, this guy actually smeared poison on the arrow, damn, this is a sign of poisoning at all, I wonder where the usual arrow wound wound can festered so badly." Boy. It seems that he really wants to get rid of Yu Qianyan. ”

"Ugh!"

Mo Wuxin snorted: "No, it's very difficult to maintain consciousness, and I don't know if I can hold out until my Xuan Li recovers ......"

"Mo Wuxin!"

At this moment, Yu Qianyan returned.

Mo Wuxin pretended to be calm and did not show his pain.

"Where have you been?"

"I went out to get some water and checked out the situation by the way. Yu Qianyan said, taking out the bamboo tube that drew water.

Mo Wuxin didn't look over, frowning slightly, damn it, the wound on his back hurts so much!

"When I went out to fetch water, I found that there didn't seem to be any people from the three sects and five sects who had closed the mountain, and they seemed to have withdrawn. ”

"Withdrawn?" Mo Wuxin frowned.

There is no reason, if he is Miao Chenxi, he will never let go of this opportunity, he is seriously injured, there is no reason to withdraw the disciples who closed the mountain, unless, they have more important things to do.

Mo Wuxin's expression was solemn and he secretly thought, what is the matter to them, is it more important to them than killing themselves?

"Could it be!" Mo Wuxin suddenly thought, "Damn! they must have gone to attack the Nether Sect!"

"What?" Yu Qianyan didn't know why, she was still young now, and her thinking was a little unable to keep up with Mo Wuxin.

"The withdrawal of the disciples who sealed the mountain is just to enter the Netherworld Sect in order to all of them, and they want to take down the Netherworld Sect in one fell swoop while I am away. Mo Wuxin got up with difficulty and limped towards the outside of the cave, "No, I must not let them succeed, I want to return to the Netherworld Sect, I want to fight them to the death." ”

"Fight to the death? You haven't recovered your Xuanli yet, and you're just going to die when you go back. ”

Ignoring Yu Qianyan's words, Mo Wuxin still limped out of the cave.

"Mo Wuxin!"

Yu Qianyan gritted her teeth, this person, why is he so stubborn!

Mo Wuxin still ignored her.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, Mo Wuxin fell directly to the ground, but he still crawled slowly in the direction of the outside of the cave......

"Mo Wuxin, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Qianyan hurriedly stepped forward to check his injuries: "Your forehead is so hot, you have a fever!"

"You don't have to worry about me!"

Mo Wuxin shook off his hand, but his face was already pale, and his lips were faintly purple.

"Are you still poisoned?" Yu Qianyan recalled, "It's an arrow! The arrow is poisonous, isn't it? Why didn't you tell me?"

Recalling that Mo Wuxin held herself tightly in his arms and blocked all the arrows for her, Yu Qianyan felt a deep guilt in her heart for some reason.

If he hadn't given me an arrow, he wouldn't have been like this.

"I said, don't worry about me......"

Although he still wants to be strong, Mo Wuxin doesn't even have the strength to speak seriously now, and the words he says seem weak.

"Mo Wuxin, you hold on, I'll detoxify you. Yu Qianyan helped him up and turned his back to him.

He can't die.

My mother said that she would not let herself kill him.

And now, I don't want him to die.

"What are you doing?"

Yu Qianyan ignored Mo Wuxin, she knew that Mo Wuxin had no strength to resist now.

Picking up Mo Wuxin's clothes, Yu Qianyan was shocked!

Mo Wuxin's entire back can be said to have festered.

The red blood that was normally toxic, the black bruise that was affected by the poison, and the yellow slimy liquid that came out of the wound festered were all melted together, and it looked very disgusting.

Even the wounds of the arrows, which have not yet healed, are still bleeding pus......

Yu Qianyan covered her mouth, resisting the urge to vomit, wanting to wipe the filth for Mo Wuxin.

However, Yu Qianyan found that there is not even a piece of gauze here now!

What to do?

There was no way, Yu Qianyan had no choice but to pour the water that she had just brought back on Mo Wuxin's back, and then she took off her coat and her white underwear, and now, she only had a small pink belly pocket on her body.

Holding back the shame, Yu Qianyan hurriedly put on her coat. Tearing his underwear into pieces, he wiped these festering wounds for Mo Wuxin.

Luckily, this guy has his back to himself.

Because of the previous battle, his coat was already very dirty, and if he wanted to wipe off Mo Wuxin's filth, he could only use the one inside himself.

The white cloth strips were completely polluted by the filth above Mo Wuxin's injury, one after another, and finally at the last one, it was finally wiped clean for Mo Wuxin.

Yu Qianyan put her hands on Mo Wuxin's back and began to use healing techniques for him.

"Even if you do, I won't thank you. Mo Wuxin said lightly, "The reason why I didn't resist is because I don't have any strength now, otherwise, I wouldn't have asked you to do this for me." ”

"It's so rare that you're thanking me. ”

Yu Qianyan replied to him, "Don't look at me like this, although I am very proficient in transformation mystical techniques such as disguise, but I am also very good at healing metaphysical techniques." ”

However, it didn't take long for Yu Qianyan to be stupid.

His own healing technique had no effect on Mo Wuxin!

"Why? Why doesn't it work?"

Mo Wuxin said: "If it doesn't work, don't waste your efforts." ”

"There must be something wrong there......" Yu Qianyan continued to try, "I don't believe it yet......"

However, no matter how many times he tried, Mo Wuxin's injury showed no signs of improvement.

"Mo Wuxin, you must know the reason, right? Tell me why I can't cure you. ”

Mo Wuxin just closed his eyes silently.

"Mo Wuxin! Aren't you going to the Netherworld Sect? You can only go if you are cured, right? Let me tell you, the Zhuxin Alliance is a disciple of many people! And you know better than anyone else that the Zhuxin Alliance also has Lei Ba, Miao Chenxi, and Bai Jieyu! If you don't hurry back, they really have the ability to destroy the Netherworld Sect! You should know that I am by no means alarmist. ”

Hearing this, Mo Wuxin suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's poison. ”

"Poison?"

"Your healing technique can only heal wounds, not remove poison. As long as my poison is in my body, your healing techniques will be useless. If you want your healing to be effective, you have to get rid of the poison first. ”

"So how do you get rid of the poison?"

"Cutting flesh, bloodletting. ”

"What?"

Yu Qianyan swallowed her saliva, "Then you should be in pain, right?"

Mo Wuxin didn't make a sound, but silently pulled out the black slash on his waist and threw it at Yu Qianyan's feet.

"Then you, hold back!" Yu Qianyan said, lighting a fire.

In this cave, there are some unknown plants that can be used to make fires.

Yu Qianyan put the black slash on the fire and roasted it for a while.

Mo Wuxin looked back at her and shook his head.

"What do you mean? I'm here to help you, what do you mean by that disappointed expression?"

"Xuanli condenses Xuanhuo, isn't it? ”

"Forehead......" Yu Qianyan was embarrassed for a moment before she said, "Where do I have so much experience! This is the first time I've fought for the three sects and five sects." Okay, you hold back the pain, don't scream. “

Yu Qianyan trembled and held the sword and aimed it at Mo Wuxin's wound.

"You hold back......"

Tear pull.

The extremely sharp black slash easily cut Mo Wuxin's wound, and immediately, Mo Wuxin's poisonous blood gushed out.

"Ugh!"

Mo Wuxin bit the scabbard of the black slash, cold sweat broke out, and the severe pain made all the green tendons in his body burst out. But he didn't scream!

Looking at Mo Wuxin's miserable appearance, Yu Qianyan was a little unbearable.

"What are you doing? “

"Doesn't it hurt?" Yu Qianyan's tone was still a little distressed, after all, she was just a little girl, and she still had compassion.

"The pain, compared to the pain that Cher brought to me the night she died, what are these pains? ”

Yu Qianyan continued to cut open Mo Wuxin's wound so that his poisonous blood could flow out.

"Scratched the ...... All the wounds were cut open......"

"Squeeze the wound. ”

"What?"

"Squeeze the wound. The poisonous blood that flowed out was only the outermost poisonous blood of the wound, and there was still residual poison in the middle and deep parts of the wound. ”

Yu Qianyan pressed her hands on Mo Wuxin's wound, closed her eyes, and began to squeeze hard.

"Uh!" Mo Wuxin clenched his fists, enduring the intense pain.

Sure enough, Yu Qianyan opened her eyes and found that she had squeezed out a large stream of poisonous blood.

All this poisonous blood flowed into his hands.

I was already very careful, and I was already very careful not to let the poisonous blood get on me, but it still flowed to my hands.

Damn, if you get it, you get it!

Simply broke the jar and broke it, Yu Qianyan no longer twisted and pinched, but his hands were not afraid of getting dirty blood, and he squeezed Mo Wuxin's wounds with both hands.