Chapter 45: Wounds
One step, two steps,,,
Fifteen meters away from the young man's body, Zhang Puyu was thinking in his heart, his eyes staring at the young man's body tightly. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, this is a smile that is in his hands.
The fireball that the boy bombarded, only ten meters away from each other, was blocked by Zhang Puyu with a sword. The sword waved like a shadow, as bright as the moon in the dark night.
"Boom,,Boom,,"
As far as the sword fell, sparks flew everywhere, Zhang Puyu waved the long sword in his hand, the speed was fast, and the knife cut through the mess, and at this moment it was a sharp sword cutting the fireball. In an instant, the flames dissipated, and the night returned to its original state.
The wind was blowing, the blades of grass were swaying, the moon was quiet, and only the sound of a long sword tearing through the space was heard in the dark night.
Step up, run fast. Everything was really just in an instant, and Zhang Puyu had already raised his sword and came to the young man's eyes.
All this consumed too much spiritual power from Zhang Puyu, and his body was close to depletion at the moment, but now there was no chance for Zhang Puyu to take pills, and Zhang Puyu would not give up such an opportunity.
Leap and swing your sword to slash down. All the aura is infused. The long sword fell, the boy didn't have time to react, he stood straight inside, the sword was already submerged in his brain, cut down vertically, stopped on the tip of his nose, and the blood mixed with the white brain slipped out.
The young man's eyes were open, with a hint of surprise and dazedness, looking at Zhang Puyu, his lips moving slightly. Several pills rolled out from the mouth that was stuffed to the brim, like beans. Falling on the grass,
The corners of Zhang Puyu's mouth rose, and a mouthful of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, falling to the ground, and his whole body, losing all consciousness and strength, fell backwards, looking at the grass in the distance with his eyes blurred, and gradually closed his eyes.
The moon sets, the sun rises, everything that happens at night is just a simple scene for the world, and it does not cause them to be moved.
The sun has just revealed half an inch, but the light has already been impatiently scattered, a ray of light, brushing Zhang Puyu's cheeks, with a trace of temperature, gently groped away, from the corner of the forehead, to the closed eyes, from the eyes to, the tip of the straight nose, all the way, the light gradually enveloped Zhang Puyu's entire body.
Time gradually passed, the sun was a little reluctant, but still helplessly receded, and the moon flashed from the clouds with a hint of cold. The wind was light, and the long blades of grass were swaying gently with some tiny droplets of water.
Zhang Puyu felt a little cold, his body moved, and he began to curl up. It seemed to be better, but it didn't take long for the cold to hit again. Zhang Puyu opened her eyes.
It was dark all around, and there was some silence in the moonlight. There was a trace of bloody smell in the surrounding air, which made Zhang Puyu a little uncomfortable.
The body was a little stiff, Zhang Puyu turned her eyes helplessly, and scanned the surroundings. But when he saw that there was a corpse lying in front of him, his eyes were facing the corpse's head, and a deep cut was made on the top of his head, and the blood flowed down like this. The white hand was in the blood red, and it was even more distinct, and the hand was still holding a long sword, but the sword was in the corpse is head.
At this moment, Zhang Puyu remembered something, moved his fingers with difficulty, and gradually the whole hand began to have some sensations, and this feeling quickly spread throughout the body.
It didn't take long for Zhang Puyu to get up with difficulty, withdraw the long sword, take out a pill from the storage bag with difficulty and swallow it in his body, ignore it, and quickly head towards his younger brother Gu Zhentian.
The younger brother and Gu Zhentian were still in a coma, and Zhang Puyu took the pulse. It didn't take long for them to come to the conclusion that the two of them were in chaos and their internal organs were injured, and if they were not treated, they were afraid that they would leave hidden dangers, which would be a great obstacle to their future cultivation.
Helplessly, Zhang Puyu quickly took out a few pills from the storage bag, the Gathering Spirit Pill, the Qi Nourishing Pill, and the Blood Returning Pill. One for each of the two of them, and put it in their mouths.
I am over-depleted of aura, which leads to the depletion of aura in my body. Zhang Puyu immediately quickly took out the Gathering Spirit Pill from the storage bag and took two pills.
The elixir entered the body, a warm breath, quickly spread in the body, Zhang Puyu carried the chaos trick, the aura in the elixir was quickly introduced into the elixir, and then the aura in the dantian was transported to the various atmospheric veins and acupuncture points of the whole body in the order of the exercises, and was warmed and nourished.
For monks, the depletion of the aura is a disservice. Zhang Puyu didn't dare to be careless, after the medicinal effect of the two pills was absorbed, there was still not much change, Zhang Puyu swallowed two pills at the time.
All this was very fast, and Zhang Puyu was not allowed to hesitate, she knew that now in the wild, there might be unknown dangers around. And at this moment, there is no one to protect the Dharma for himself. Just now, Zhang Puyu didn't even have the strength to arrange a defensive array.
The moonlight carried the cold away, the sunlight reappeared, and in the grass, Gu Zhentian's eyes were closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Like a black butterfly with floating wings. Gradually, the butterflies floated a little more and more often. It seems to be ready to flapp.
At this moment, Gu Zhentian finally opened his eyes, his face was pressed against the grass, and through the gap in the green leaves, he could see the figure sitting in front of him. The sun shone down like a veil and shrouded it.
Looking a little fascinated, the corners of his mouth rose, he was very happy, and he took a sharp breath in a hurry. With the bloody sour rot, it was close to Gu Zhentian's brain, and everything that had just happened disappeared cleanly.
At this time, Gu Zhentian seemed to remember what he had encountered that night. He slammed to his feet. The pain of tearing all over his body made Gu Zhentian frown, and his teeth were clenched tightly.
The long blades of grass at the height of his eyes looked at a person lying in the distance, and he was a little panicked in his heart, and rushed towards Zhang Puying.
Reaching out for the pulse, the qi and blood are unstable, but the pulse and breathing are very even. Gu Zhentian breathed a sigh of relief. The corners of his mouth smiled helplessly, and he raised his eyes to look at Zhang Puyu.
In front of him, the boy he had killed in the dark of night was lying on the grass at the moment. Blood stained a large meadow. The hem of the clothes on his body swayed in the air.
Gu Zhentian frowned, that night, he knew the strength of the young man, and his eyes looked at Zhang Puyu even more strangely.
Drawing out the long sword, Gu Zhentian held it in his hand and walked towards Zhang Puyu. The injuries on his body were really serious, and the sword was dragged to the ground by Gu Zhentian, and when he walked towards Zhang Puyu, Gu Zhentian left a mark behind him.
There was a slight sound between the tip of the sword and the ground, and several green leaves were cut off by the sharp sword, and they fell to the ground in response.
The surroundings were quiet, there were no demon wolves, no one was hiding, and everything was peaceful in the face of the morning sun.
Zhang Puyu sat quietly cross-legged.