Chapter 112: Escaping Death
At the bow of the boat, a woman in Tsing Yi stood quietly, the river breeze was blowing, her long hair was fluttering, and her water-like eyes were quietly staring at the waves of the river, stunned.
"Miss, we have already crossed the Luoguo River section, who is flowing in the next section of the river, Miss should go back to the house first!" Behind him, I don't know when an old man with a good head came, and his tone was respectful.
"It's just a rushing river. The woman in Tsing Yi waved her hand, her voice was graceful with a stubbornness, and before she finished speaking, she paused slightly, and her eyes like water suddenly stopped, staying somewhere on the river.
I saw there, and I could vaguely see a humanoid figure floating, drifting with the current.
The old man of Haoshou was aware of it, raised his eyes, his face changed slightly, and he said, "Miss, it's a corpse!"
"Not true. The woman in Tsing Yi shook her head, her eyes showed doubt, in this Wujiang River, there are countless water tribe monsters, how can it be possible for a corpse to float on the surface of the water without any abnormality!
At that moment, he instructed the old man: "Bai Lao, let people salvage this person." ”
"Hiss......"
After a while, the salvage was completed, and everyone who salvaged gasped!
I saw that the one who was fished up was a swarthy young man who was almost **, this person had a terrible wound from the left chest to the right abdomen, you could see the sternum and ribs full of cracks, and even the slightly wriggling internal organs were clearly visible, the wound was no longer bloody, and it was blistered white by the river!
This person was almost cut in two!
"This person still has breath!" the old man probed the breath of the swarthy young man, and couldn't help but be shocked. The wound is no longer bloody, this person is still alive, so strong vitality!
"Save people!" On the side, the woman in Tsing Yi, whose face remained unchanged, said categorically.
"Miss, this person's origin is unknown, and he has been so seriously injured...... "Hao's face changed slightly, and he was a little worried.
"Help into the house first. The woman in Tsing Yi paused and ordered.
"This ...... All right. Seeing this, the old man nodded, glanced at the young man on the board, and looked solemn, this person, the chance of survival, I'm afraid it's not big!
............
It's a small house, it's beautifully furnished, and a little girl dressed as a maid is cleaning it lightly.
In the hut, on the wooden bed, there was a swarthy young man with gauze bandaged on his chest and abdomen, lying quietly, breathing evenly.
The little girl who was cleaning didn't notice that the swarthy young man who was lying down, in his closed eyes, his eyes moved slightly, and he instantly became quiet again.
"Squeak!" as the little girl closed the door, and the hut became quiet again.
The young man on the bed, but his eyes opened suddenly, and he got up slowly, silently!
"Here, it seems, is a ship. The young man felt the ups and downs under his feet, and said secretly in his heart.
Glancing down at the gauze on his chest, he shook his head, and with a thought, a cloth bag appeared in his hand, and if someone was there, he would recognize it, which was the Qiankun bag that made many monks blush.
The young man took out a medicine bottle from the Qiankun bag, opened the cap, tilted his head, and swallowed the elixir in his stomach.
After a moment of silence, he sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, still still.
"Squeak!"
With a squeak, I saw that the closed door opened again, and the little girl who had just left walked into the room lightly with a tray, and walked straight to the edge of the wooden bed and sat down.
I don't know when the young man lying on the bed felt that his mouth was gently pried open, accompanied by a stream of liquid food flowing into his mouth, and the young man's heart moved, and he swallowed it.
"Hey, it's so good to feed today. A nice girl's voice sounded, and her tone was slightly surprised.
"Miss and Bai Lao both said that it is a miracle that you can survive. As soon as the little girl began to speak, she seemed to be unable to hold back, and talked to herself while feeding the young man liquid food.
"Miss also said that you, as a person, have a mysterious true yuan in your body that is repairing your injuries, but the injuries are too serious, and the true yuan cannot be replenished, and no one can guarantee whether you can wake up. ”
"But your self-healing power is simply too good, no, Miss said, it's too terrifying, it's only been a few days, and the terrible wounds are almost healed. ”
"Miss also said, you, your cultivation is a little worse, and now you are so seriously injured, whether you can keep your cultivation is still two miles. ”
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The little girl chattered like this, talking to herself while feeding, and made a fuss for half an hour.
The young man had been lying quietly, the corners of his mouth, an unknown smile, this little girl, made him think of another little girl, the same unabashed, innocent.
"Oh, Miss said, can't be too noisy, Wan'er forgot again. At last, the little girl was annoyed, and went out lightly.
"It seems that it is out of danger. After the little girl left, the young man slowly sat up and muttered to himself.
This young man is naturally Wang Fuji.
The last blow scared Qingfeng Zhenren back, after Wang Buji let the Fire Spirit Dragon escape, he fell into a coma, after all, the injury was too heavy, and there was no chance to take Xiao Huanyang Pill at all!
He didn't know what happened after the coma, but he could guess seven or eight points.
After falling into a coma, the distraction of the Fire Spirit Dragon temporarily dominated his body, and the long street, not far from the Luo River, the Fire Spirit Dragon escaped into the Luo River and fell into a deep sleep.
After all, the demon pet occupies the master's body, and the consumption of spiritual power is amazing, not to mention that the main soul of the Fire Spirit Dragon is still asleep, and as for Qinglian, without the consent of the host, it is impossible to enter and exit the super plantation freely.
So, he wandered in the Luo River until he was rescued by the young lady in the mouth of the little girl.
In fact, what Wang Buji didn't know was that there were a lot of monsters and beasts in Luohe and this Wujiang, and the reason why he had been safe and sound was because the dragon qi left over from the transformation of the pig dragon saved him!
The true dragon's qi shocked the water tribe, and Wang Buer was able to drift in the Wujiang River for so long.
These thoughts flashed in Wang Bu'er's heart, and he sat cross-legged, swallowed a large amount of Xiao Huanyang Pill again, and fell into a state of recovery.
The injury he suffered this time was the most serious one since his debut, if it weren't for the life-sustaining effect of "The Recipe for Longevity", he would have died a long time ago at this moment!
Even so, the heavy injury cannot be repaired by "The Secret of Longevity", this mysterious spiritual trick only hung his last breath, and the person who really saved him was still the young lady in the little girl's mouth.
If this person hadn't fished him out of the river, after a long time, not to mention that he would die if the true yuan of the "Recipe of Eternal Life" was exhausted, even the remaining true dragon qi would have dissipated cleanly, and as a result, he would have become a meal on the plate of countless water tribe demon beasts!
Wang Buer sat cross-legged, looking inwardly at his body, and couldn't help but be secretly afraid.
That terrifying wind blade that entered the ground, if it was offset by half an inch, his dantian would be destroyed, and when the time came, his cultivation would be completely wasted!
Fortunately, although this huge wound was terrifying, it did not hurt the root, and it was not fatal to him.
There are a large number of small Yang Returning Pills, and the injury can be recovered in a few days, and it is not a problem to replenish the true yuan.
A death catastrophe is considered a thing of the past!
The hut was silent, swaying with the waves, and Wang Buji slowly settled down.