"You guys have a conscience to think so, um..." Le Sang held her chest, the pain forced her to bend slightly.

Le Ju hurried up to support her, with tears in her eyes, "Lord Le Sang!"

Qiao Sushang was slightly surprised, "Can you let me see your injury?"

Le Sang was stunned, and wanted to refuse, but she gasped for breath from the pain of the wound, and finally nodded slightly.

Le Sang's newly changed clothes were already wet with sweat, Qiao Sushang moved gently, revealing a corner.

Tears fell from Lejue's eyes, and he stepped forward to caress at Lesang's wound.

"Leju, it doesn't hurt." Le Sang gently rubbed Leju's hair to comfort her.

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Sushang had already started treatment, "There are several streaks of Nascent Soul cultivator's sword energy in your wound. If you don't pull out the wound, it will only get worse."

Sword Qi, or the sword Qi of Nascent Soul cultivator, this thing is not easy to handle.

But Liu Yiyi was very calm. After all, even her brother's complicated and intractable illness could be cured. She had great confidence in Qiao Sushang.

Qiao Sushang's spiritual power gathered at his fingertips, and Le Sang felt that the wound was being repaired by a cool and gentle force, and the sword energy hidden in the meridians was guided out by this spiritual power.

After all the sword energy was pulled out, Qiao Sushang took out a pill and handed it to Le Sang, "Eat it, you should be fine."

This time, Le Sang took the pill without hesitation and swallowed it directly.

After swallowing the pill, the medicine's effect dissipated quickly, and the wound healed back to its original state. Now, not only Le Sang, but the rest of the people present all exclaimed.

Le Ju and the woman in blue were even more grateful, which was much better than Ran Siyuan.

Ran Siyuan is used to complicating simple things, coaxing Master Le Sang to soften his heart.

The two of them have long disliked him, but they can't get rid of him!
Le Sang looked at Qiao Sushang with more respect and gratitude. She had long been accustomed to Ran Siyuan's company on weekdays, and thought that only Ran Siyuan could cure her.

Today I saw that she was ignorant.

Speaking of Ran Siyuan, Le Sang couldn't help being puzzled when he hadn't seen him until now after such a big commotion.

"Thank you very much, I will return today to take care of those humans outside." Le Sang stood up and put on his fighting robe.

Qiao Sushang raised his brows slightly, Liu Yiyi was shocked, Le Ju's eyes filled with tears again and turned back into little crying bags.

Now I understand that only Le Sang's cultivation is the highest here and can fight the outside world, so I really worry about it.

Qiao Sushang looked at the tearful Leju and sighed, "Those people are waiting for you to fall into the trap. If something happens to you, then Diebo will really be slaughtered."

Liu Yiyi agreed: "I think so too. Why don't you take the best measures before you fight? After all, Diepo is your home field, and you are most familiar with the plants and trees here. This is beneficial to you."

The woman in blue, who had been silent all this time, also joined the persuasion team, "Sir, you are only here in Diebo. Please think twice. Your health is the most important thing."

Outside the Diebo Valley, a strong wind blew up.

Outside the tent, several Nascent Soul cultivators who did not get any benefits sat separately.

The monks who can cultivate to the level of Yuanying are all arrogant, they all have their own unique skills, and they don't look down on other monks.

"If I hadn't arrived in time just now, you would have been swallowed up by that butterfly demon. After a long time of activity, you still think you've hit five?" Yin Zhongye, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Southern Yin family, is an old hermaphrodite.

In the early stage of Yuanying, he was in the best stage of cultivation. He was not afraid of the two monks in the middle and late stages of Yuanying. He crossed his legs and looked sideways at them.

"How do you say that the two of us have higher cultivation bases than you, so you should call us seniors, what? Is the Yin family also like this?" The one who spoke was Zhenjun Huaheng from the Zhongshan School in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, a pair of three whites His eyes squinted at the other silent person.

The secret realm is neither big nor small, so why are they all here at this time?

At the thought of sharing resources with the other two forces, Zhenjun Huaheng put on a bad face, and whoever made him unhappy would make the other party even more unhappy.

"Prince Huaheng, your cultivation has been stagnant for 600 years, right? This time, you should seize the opportunity to earn more money. Maybe you still have a chance, but even if you succeed in advancing this time, there may not be much left. It's time." Dare to yin and yang him?
"You bastard! Don't be ignorant of what's good, your Yin family is nothing! You are the only one born in a barbaric land, and you are an insult to our monks."

"Bah! You are a hard-working person and you are jealous of me when you have no talent. The more you act like this, the happier I will be. I will make you so angry~"

Outside the tent, several forces stationed:
How about a sound barrier?
They heard a few Nascent Soul cultivators scolding each other, okay?

"Shut up!" The late Nascent Soul cultivator, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, and as he stood up, the two reacted and sat back quietly.

"What are you arguing about? Why do you let the butterfly monster escape when you have this energy to quarrel?" Waste, if it wasn't for the complicated terrain of Diepo and the inability to unleash their full strength in the secret realm, they would have long since lost their chance.

In the secret realm, the cultivation of high-ranking monks will be suppressed. If they want to use magic to hide it, they will be thrown out of the secret realm by two white tigers in the next second, and they will not be allowed to enter the secret realm forever.

"My ability is not to fight and kill like you. Who knows that some people just don't like others, so that everyone can't get it." Che, they are all people who have lived for hundreds of years. .

Yin Zhongye looked at the arrogant and handsome Master Yangrui.

"Leave Diebo if you are still arguing, and shut up if you cooperate." Zhenjun Yangrui looked at the two men with warning eyes, and only spoke after they calmed down: "Don't worry, I have someone here, he can help us. "

"come in."

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