The pure-minded one did not feel the weight behind Mao's words, but the look of expectation in his eyes made him inexplicably moved.

He hadn't seen it in the eyes of others for many years, and he had the impression that there was a gentle woman who had seen him in the light like this, with a pair of slender and white hands, patiently brushing his long yellow and tangled hair, just afraid that he would be in pain.

The memories are a little long gone, and the image of that woman is already a little blurry in his mind, only the loving eyes printed in the bronze mirror have given him the greatest comfort in the world.

However, when I was seven years old, the sky suddenly changed a world, and it was only a few days from the sunny day to the cold winter wax moon.

The warm and slender hands led him, walked through the mountains, walked through the river, walked through the countryside, walked through the city, and then, walking and walking, he was the only one left, and the woman who led him had long since disappeared and never looked back at him.

He thought that in this life, there would never be another person who looked at him with such loving eyes. Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I saw it here in Mao Xian, and I burst into tears for a while, and I couldn't say words of gratitude.

"Uncle~~I~~~"

"Shhhhh

Mao rubbed his arms with a look of admiration.

But at this moment, a miserable scream was suddenly heard from Xi Fangping.

Mao seemed to be the fastest, and before everyone could react, others had already rushed to the fire pit, tore Xi Fangping apart, took out a spirit treasure chain in his hand, and attacked at a flame.

The whole process was so fast, Xi Mo only had time to rush up and grab Xi Fangping, who was still yelling.

It turned out that for some reason, he was attacked, and his whole face was like black charcoal, and he was about to be burned.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you, why are you so careless!" Xi Mo asked in a panic.

She didn't have burn cream in her hand, and she didn't know what to do for a while in the face of Xi Fangping's tragic situation.

Although there is no medicine for the treatment of burns in either hand, there are still ointments for the treatment of general trauma. After all, he doesn't have the protection of Lan Ling now, so he may be injured and burp at some point.

In order to live longer, Lan Ling stuffed the elixir in his storage purse, but any one that could be used, was stuffed into him as an emergency backup.

"Elder Xi, sit down quickly, I have medicine here, wait for me to wipe it for you. ”

After any of these words were spoken, Xi Fangping had no follow, he was in pain now, and when he heard that there was medicine, he sat down.

The group heard the shout of "ouch" behind them, but it was Xi Fangping, who was panicked and sat directly on Wu Shixun's stomach.

Ren didn't want to deal with Wu Shixun now, he didn't have the kung fu to deal with a crazy demon, so he subconsciously slapped him on the head.

After the fight, I saw Wu Shixun's whole person fall backwards softly.

Ren stuck out his tongue, realizing that he might have done something bad, and looked at Xi Mo with some trepidation, "It's over, will he change from a madman to an idiot?"

After all, the back of the head had just been knifed and was opened. Although half an hour has passed under the effect of Mao's elixir, the scars are no longer visible, but the brains inside have really been damaged.

Xi Mo didn't have the heart to gossip, and said anxiously: "What's the hell, IQ, who can say clearly, it doesn't matter what he will do." You can cure my grandpa first! Hurry up, don't be stunned!"

"Oh~~" Ren shrugged helplessly and applied ointment to Xi Fangping's black face.

It is worthy of the elixir made by the monk, especially this medicine is from the hand of a god king like Lan Ling, and before any of them are completely smeared, the place covered by the ointment will turn from black to flesh red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even return to normal flesh color.

During the whole process, Xi Mo could see it clearly, and he once suspected that he was dazzled. Just keep shaking my head, hard to believe.

Xi Fangping also felt a little flattered, he had just been cold to others, and he was favored in a blink of an eye, but his face was even more uncomfortable than being burned just now, and he was really slapped in the face.

"That little brother...... Thank you so much just now!"

Xi Fangping pressed the majesty of his elder and thanked him in a low voice.

Ren just smiled, "No thanks, it's Elder Xi's good luck, and he just happened to get rid of the disease." ”

"Drink! Oh no, there's really a big guy in there!"

The three of them spoke, but Mao seemed to shout loudly.

With a horrified look on his face, he stepped back quickly, trying to stay as far away as he could from the fire pit, away from the big guy he was talking about.

Needless to say, any three of them also stepped back in unison, frightened by what they saw.

The flame soared to a height of three feet, and its burning appearance was actually the shape of a demon beast.

It didn't make a sound, it just stood quietly above the fire pit, but if the figure of Fan Mao moved forward a little, a long rocket would erupt from its mouth, shooting directly at people.

Even if a monk like Mao seems to be not afraid of fire and water, he will be burned if he touches it. Just looking at his torn clothes and his burned black arms, you can see that he was caught off guard just now, and he was still burned by this strange fire demon.

"Uncle, you're injured, hurry up and apply some medicine!"

Ren hurriedly stepped forward to deliver the medicine, but Mao seemed to refuse, "No, ordinary medicine is useless to monks, you ......"

He wanted to say that he should not waste his efforts, but when he saw that he was pulling his arm regardless of it, he began to apply the medicine.

Suddenly, a floral smell hit, and the skin and flesh, which had been burned to the bitterness, were replaced by a refreshing and cool feeling.

His injuries were staggeringly good, but he didn't have time to stagger, because the fire demon hadn't stopped attacking, and the fire sword didn't work, so he replaced it with a fireball.

The range of this attack was farther away, and the huge fireballs were thrown densely, and Mao seemed to only have time to push either one away, and he won with his sword.

It's just that the flame is a formless thing, and it will not be hacked to death with a sword, at most it will be split in half.

He was a little embarrassed to deal with it, and soon his body was burned several times, and even a small flame was burned.

On the other hand, it was an unexpected stroke of good fortune, he was pushed away by Mao, and he tripped over a stone on the ground, and the man sat down, just dodging the attack of a fireball.

And Xi Mo behind him didn't have this good luck, this fireball just smashed on her, as a skilled martial arts practitioner, she couldn't hide, not to mention that the coat lent to her was burned, and her body was burned in many places. A delicate beauty will become a "broken flower and a willow" in an instant.