I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 1612
At this time, the monk Huicong had already walked to the side of the monk Huiming, stretched out his hand to check his breathing, the frowning brows were finally relieved, the tense nerves were finally relaxed, and the body slipped softly on the ground On the ground, being supported by the monk Huikong, he said in surprise: "Junior brother Huicong..."

Huicong only felt a sense of dizziness in his head, and blinked his eyes a few times, trying not to pass out, but his face was pale, and he said weakly after a long while: "Senior brother Huikong... Monk Wuhai, just suffered some injuries..."

Before Huicong could finish speaking, Monk Huikong suddenly felt a slippery feeling from the hand on Huicong's back. When he stretched out his hand and looked at it, he couldn't help being surprised again, because his hands were all stained with blood. It was red, and the dark red blood slid down the palm of his hand like water.

Monk Huikong hurriedly looked behind Huicong, but saw a long knife wound on his back, which almost traversed the entire back, and the wound was deep, and the pink flesh rolled out, and he couldn't help but twitched Taking a breath, he quickly took out a bottle of white powdered medicine from his bosom, and sprinkled it all over Monk Huicong's wound, to stop the bleeding for now, or he would die if he bleeds.

After a while, the monk Huicong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said weakly: "Junior Brother Huiming was not injured lightly. If he hadn't always been strong, he would have died long ago, and now he only has half his life left...cough cough……"

After finishing speaking, Monk Huicong glanced in Wu Feng's direction again, and said worriedly: "Our brothers and sisters are safe for the time being, but the little benefactor may be in danger, Senior Brother Huikong... The little benefactor was also seriously injured. The poor monk glanced at him just now, and his whole body was covered with green energy. He had used the power of his true essence, not to mention the loss of life, which was also very detrimental to his own practice. His little Despite his age and cultivation base, it is already very difficult to deal with that masked Taoist. With so many vicious souls besieging him, he is definitely invincible. Let's call him here to hide for a while, maybe for a while..."

With a crisp sound, Old Liu finally pulled out the Seven Star Longyuan Sword from the rock, and then jumped down from the rock, heading towards Wu Feng without saying a word. He ran, but Monk Huikong grabbed his wrist and hurriedly said: "My benefactor, you can't go, you are injured, those fierce spirits are too powerful, you will die in the past!"

"This old man is in his 70s, and he has already lived enough. If he refuses to save him, he will have no face to see his master, Master Huikong, please let go. This old man knows that you have tried your best, and I am very grateful to you." Old Liu Tou Said with a face of sincerity.

"Old benefactor... Don't blame the poor monk for being rude, but I would like to ask you, do you think the poor monk's cultivation level is higher, or yours?" Monk Huicong asked.

"You don't have to ask, of course you are amazing. I know that the eminent monk wants to persuade me not to go to die, but this kid has a lot of connections with the old man, and his master has a lifelong friendship. I must not just watch him go to die. !” Old Liu’s eyes turned red.

Monk Huicong shook his head and said slowly: "Old benefactor, it's okay if you don't go. Once you go, it will only distract the little benefactor, and he will die faster. That little benefactor has great fortune. The poor monk thinks He won't die like this so easily, you should listen to our brother and wait and see what happens..."

(End of this chapter)