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Only Zhao Yuan didn't have anything to do.

Zhao Yuan himself didn't realize that he didn't suffer any injuries from the high altitude, not even skin injuries, which made his fear of the high altitude reduce a lot.

After falling, Tomorrow endured the pain, took out a number of pills from the Sumeru ring, and after choosing a few to swallow, the pain on his face eased slightly.

"Let's go, it's not easy to stay here for a long time!"

Zhao Yuan glanced back at the towering and precipitous Boundary Tablet City in the night, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"I can't fly. ”

Tomorrow touched the shaft of the arrow on his thigh, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead. When Zhao Yuan saw it, his face changed color, and he saw that the long arrow shaft actually pierced Tomorrow's thigh, and the arrows came out from the front.

"We've got to pull the arrow out. ”

"Zhao Yuan, we have to get out of here first. "Tomorrow looked back at the Boundary Tablet City in the darkness, and the city, in the night, was like a fierce beast lying on the plain, which could burst out and hurt people at any time.

"Well, bear with me, I'll cut this arrow off with my sword. ”

"Hmm...... Ah......h

Tomorrow He has suffered such a big loss, Zhao Yuan moved the arrow shaft when he cut off the arrow, and the pain tomorrow was unbearable, and he hugged Zhao Yuan to death, and the pain was so painful that tears flowed. Finally, the arrow was cut off, and the shaft of the arrow could not be processed for the time being, so tomorrow I will find some pills to stop bleeding and grind them on.

At this time, there was already a faint sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and occasionally the sound of iron armor and weapons colliding with each other.

The pursuers are coming.

Although the black-faced god did not intend to arrest Zhao Yuan and the others, he still had to do it formally.

"Okay, I'm holding Mingyue and carrying you, you have to hold me tightly with both hands, don't fall off. ”

"Hmm. Tomorrow gritted his teeth, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Yuan picked up Mingyue, squatted down and let Mingri carry it on his back, and after it was safe, he immediately ran wildly.

This run is really galloping.

In this endless darkness, Zhao Yuan was like a feline with night vision, and his movements were smooth and unhindered. At this time, Zhao Yuan has brought "quiet" and "speed" to the extreme, every cell of his has become extremely sensitive, even his pores, can feel the resistance of the air, so as to avoid obstacles along the way, his movements are dexterous and swift combined, he is like a bat in the dark......

The "stillness" in Zhao Yuan's cultivation of brute force has reached an astonishing level, and he can intuitively perceive every grass, tree, brick, and stone within a range of tens of zhang.

In the cultivation world, Zhao Yuan's current achievements are insignificant, and even he will be ridiculed by cultivators, because, as long as he enters the primary level of cultivators, he can casually monitor the range of tens or even hundreds of zhang, however, it is worth mentioning that the difference between Zhao Yuan and cultivators is that Zhao Yuan uses his body to feel nature, while cultivators rely entirely on aura to check.

The biggest difference between the two is that Zhao Yuan doesn't need aura and brain or eyes to observe at all, he uses his body to feel, while cultivators must consume aura.

In addition, even the most powerful cultivator is unable to monitor the environment around his body all the time, after all, it is an extremely aura-consuming move, of course, there is no need to monitor the cultivator at all, because most cultivators are active in the open air, and the environment they are in is clear at a glance.

Zhao Yuan also had no time to think about the changes in his body, and now he completely exerted the instinct of the human body.

Mingyue and Tomorrow combined are less than two hundred catties, however, this is still a terrifying weight for a person who is running wildly, however, Zhao Yuan did not feel that the cultivation of "speed" has increased his lung capacity, and he has learned how to control the rhythm and keep his body in an optimal running state......

......

When the cavalry of Jiepai City rushed to the place where the three of them fell, Zhao Yuan carried one on his back and had already run into the dark wasteland.

The endless darkness and endless wasteland are the best bunkers.

The cavalry was already grinding, and when they saw the vast darkness, they could only look at the ocean and sigh, so they went home and collected their troops back to the city.

After running wildly for two hours, Zhao Yuan arrived at the cave where he had been staying with Tomorrow.

The cave was still the same cave, but two of the three were seriously injured.

Mingyue is still in a coma, occasionally emitting frightened dreams, obviously, after she was captured, she was tortured inhumanely, those soldiers are not the masters of mercy and jade, the scars on Mingyue's body speak for themselves.

Tomorrow struggled to support the tent and some utensils summoned from the Sumeru Ring, and then passed out.

Zhao Yuan didn't care about resting, quickly set up the tent, found some hay nearby, spread it out at the entrance of the cave, and then spread the blankets, except for the tent, the three of them had a place to stay.

Zhao Yuan put Mingyue in a fainting tent, and after finding a few things from the bottles and jars of Tomorrow, he saw the pills he had eaten tomorrow and fed them, and began to clean Mingyue's wounds.

Mingyue's wound was shocking, and the shaft of the arrow that had been cut off was still stuck in her thigh, and the blood had stained her pants red.

Zhao Yuan pulled out the ink-colored sword, and cut Mingyue's pants little by little, revealing her fair, smooth and slender thighs......

"Ahh

Tomorrow woke up suddenly in pain and let out a heart-rending scream.

"Okay, just stop the bleeding. Zhao Yuan hurriedly held down Tomorrow and bandaged her wounds.

"Zhao Yuan, what did you do?" Tomorrow lay on the blanket and looked at Zhao Yuan with a weak face.

"I'll help you pull out the shaft. ”

“...... I am a cultivator. Tomorrow looked at Zhao Yuan blankly.

"What's wrong with the cultivator?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.

"Cultivators can heal their own wounds. "Tomorrow's facial features are distorted in pain.

"Ah...... Ahem...... That...... Ahem......"

"It's okay, it's going to be pulled out anyway. ”

Tomorrow sat up with difficulty, groped to find a piece of inferior spar and held it in his hand, and then, a layer of faint aura wrapped the inferior spar, the inferior spar seemed to be stimulated with the hidden energy, and actually bloomed with a dazzling light, in the light, the aura surged, constantly circling and converging, and the aura emitted by Tomorrow's body was the aura that bound the spar, and the brain absorbed it little by little......

It's a long process.

Zhao Yuan repeatedly cultivated the "quietness" of the realm of brute force several times, and went out to hunt two rabbits and a pheasant, and found some firewood to burn a pair of bonfires. Until noon, the healing will end tomorrow, and there is no scar on her white and slender jade legs, only faint bruises, if you don't look carefully, you can't see that you have been injured.

Still, tomorrow's spirits are sluggish.

Tomorrow, who recovered a little physical strength, immediately checked Mingyue's injuries, fortunately, Mingyue didn't suffer any injuries, most of them were some skin injuries, probably, the biggest injury he suffered was spiritual fear.

One can imagine the fear and helplessness of a beautiful woman of sixteen or seventeen years old being tormented by a group of big bears.

There is no doubt that Mingyue was just overly frightened.

Tomorrow after the healing, after taking a breath, he immediately went out to find some herbs, and boiled a bowl of soup for Mingyue with the utensils brought in the Sumeru ring, and Mingyue was obviously much better after drinking the soup, although he still didn't wake up, but his snort was much more even, and he didn't make a frightened sound.

"Is Mingyue better?" Zhao Yuan glanced at Mingri who came out of the tent while roasting a pheasant.