wicked immortal

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Only Zhao Yuan is fine.

Zhao Yuan himself didn't realize that the leader from the high altitude was not injured at all, not even a skin trauma, which made his fear of high altitudes a lot less.

Enduring the pain after falling, Tomorrow found some pills from the Sumeru Ring, and after choosing a few to swallow, the pained look on his face eased a little.

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

Zhao Yuan turned his head and glanced at the towering and steep Jiepai City in the night, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

"I can't fly anymore."

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 complexion changed abruptly, and he saw that the long shaft of the arrow pierced through Ming Ri's thigh, and the arrows protruded from the front.

"We have to pull the arrow out."

"Zhao Yuan, we have to get out of here first." Tomorrow, he turned his head and glanced at Jiepai City in the darkness. That city, in the darkness, looked like a ferocious beast lying on the plain, and it might explode and hurt people at any time. .

"Well, hold on, I'll cut off the arrowhead with a sword."

"Um...ah..."

How did tomorrow suffer such a big loss, Zhao Yuan moved the arrow shaft when he cut off the arrow, tomorrow the pain was unbearable, he hugged Zhao Yuan tightly, tears flowed from the pain.Finally, the arrowhead was cut off, and the shaft of the arrow could not be dealt with for the time being. Tomorrow, I found some hemostatic elixir, ground it up and applied it.

At this time, the sound of hurried horseshoes could be faintly heard in the distance, and there were occasional sounds 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 others and bring them to justice, formally, he still had to do so.

"Okay, I'm holding Mingyue, with my back on your back, hold me tight with both hands, don't fall down."

"En." Clenching his teeth tomorrow, 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 when he was safe, he immediately ran wildly.

This run is really fast.

In this endless darkness, Zhao Yuan was like a feline with night vision ability, his movements were flowing and flowing without any hindrance.At this moment, Zhao Yuan has brought his "quietness" and "speed" to the extreme. Every cell in him has become extremely sensitive. Even his pores can feel the resistance of the air, thus avoiding obstacles along the way. , his movements are dexterous and swift, he is like a bat in the dark...

The "quietness" in Zhao Yuan's realm of brute force has reached an astonishing level. He can intuitively perceive every plant, tree, brick, and stone within a range of tens of feet.

In the world of comprehension, Zhao Yuan's current achievements are insignificant, and he will even be ridiculed by cultivators, because as long as he has entered the primary level of comprehension, he can monitor the range of tens or even hundreds of feet casually. However, It is worth mentioning that the difference between Zhao Yuan and a cultivator is that Zhao Yuan uses his body to feel the nature, while a cultivator relies entirely on spiritual energy to see.

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

In addition, no matter how powerful a cultivator is, it is impossible to monitor the environment around his body all the time. After all, it is an act that consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Air activities, the environment in which is clear at a glance.

Zhao Yuan also had no time to think about the changes in his body. Now he is completely displaying the instinct of the human body.

Mingyue and Mingri together are less than [-] catties, but this is still a terrifying weight for a running man, but Zhao Yuan didn't feel it, the practice of "speed" enhanced his vital capacity, and, He knows how to control the rhythm and keep his body in an optimal running state...

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When the cavalry from Jiepai City arrived at the place where the three fell, Zhao Yuan hugged each other and ran into the dark wasteland.

The endless darkness and endless wasteland is the best cover.

The cavalry were already dawdling, and seeing the vast darkness, they could only look at the ocean and sigh, so they went back to the house and retreated to the city.

After running wildly for two hours, Zhao Yuan finally arrived at the cave where Shi Qi and Ming Ri stayed.

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

Mingyue was still in a coma, occasionally uttering terrified dreams. Obviously, after she was captured, she was tortured inhumanly.

Tomorrow tried his best to summon the tent and some utensils from the Sumeru Ring, and passed out in a coma.

Zhao Yuan didn't care about taking a rest, so he quickly set up the tent, found some hay nearby, spread it out at the entrance of the cave, and then spread the blankets. Apart from the tent, the three of them had a place to stay.

Zhao Yuan put Mingyue, who was in a coma, into the tent, and found a few samples from tomorrow's bottles and jars. After seeing the pills he had eaten tomorrow, he began to clean Mingyue's wounds.

Mingyue's wound was shocking, the arrow shaft with the arrowhead cut off was still stuck in her thigh, and the blood had already stained her pants.

Zhao Yuan pulled out the small black sword, and cut open Mingyue's trousers bit by bit, revealing her white, smooth and slender thighs. At this moment, Zhao Yuan didn't care to appreciate it at all, so he found some hemostatic powder from a small bag and sprinkled it around the wound. Then, grab the arrow tail and pull it suddenly...

"what!"

Tomorrow, he woke up suddenly in pain, and let out a heart-piercing scream.

"Okay, it's enough to stop the bleeding." Zhao Yuan hurriedly held down tomorrow and bandaged her wound.

"Zhao Yuan, what did you do?" Lying on the blanket tomorrow, he looked at Zhao Yuan with a weak face.

"I pulled out the arrow shaft for you."

"...I am a cultivator." Tomorrow stared blankly at Zhao Yuan.

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

"Cultivators can heal their wounds by themselves." Tomorrow's facial features were distorted in pain.

"Ah...cough cough...then...cough cough..."

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

Tomorrow sat up with difficulty, fumbled to find a piece of low-quality spar and held it in his hand, and then, a layer of faint spiritual energy enveloped the low-quality spar. In the ray of light, the aura surges, continuously circling and converging, and the aura emitted by Tomorrow's body is the aura bound to the spar, which is absorbed by the brain bit by bit...

This is a long process.

Zhao Yuan practiced the "quietness" in the state of brute force several times, went out to hunt two rabbits and a pheasant, and found some firewood to light a pair of bonfires.The healing didn't end until noon until tomorrow. There were no scars on her white and slender breasts, only faint bruises. If you don't look carefully, you won't see any injuries at all.

However, tomorrow's spirit remains sluggish.

Mingyue, who had regained a little physical strength, immediately checked Mingyue's injuries. Fortunately, Mingyue didn't suffer any injuries.

One can imagine the fear and helplessness of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old beautiful woman being tortured by a group of tough men.

There is no doubt that Mingyue was just overly frightened.

Tomorrow, after healed, took a breath and immediately went out to look for some herbs, and made a bowl of soup for Mingyue with the utensils in Xumijie. After drinking the soup, Mingyue was obviously much better, although she still didn’t wake up But the breath is much more even, and the sleep talking will not make a sound of panic.

"Is Mingyue better?" Zhao Yuan roasted a pheasant, and glanced at Mingri who came out of the tent.