Runaway Mengfei is not easy to mess with

Chapter 1108 Don't run away, save the head?

Then Xilinglan felt a warm and peaceful inner energy entering the body from the Qihai point, and slowly walked along the meridians. Wherever it went, the damaged meridians slowly stretched and recovered, allowing Xiling The blue is light and floating, and it feels warm and comfortable.

Jiashan controlled the inner strength, and after recovering Xilinglan's less severely damaged tendons, he finally reached the lungs, where the injuries were the most serious, and the tendons were clogged with blood and were extremely damaged.

Just by looking at the blockage and damage, one could tell how badly Xilinglan had suffered at that time, and it was God's blessing that he was still alive.

If the position of the injury was a little bit off, I'm afraid that Xilinglan would go to the Paradise of Paradise first.

Jiashan mobilized his inner strength, and slowly opened the blocked tendons, while telling Xilinglan: "It will be a little uncomfortable, bear with it."

Xilinglan was feeling that the inner strength was healing, it was warm and comfortable, but after a while, the lungs felt pain like ten thousand ants devouring the heart, and it seemed to be pierced by thousands of steel.

All of a sudden, his face turned pale, and layers of cold sweat broke out, and his clothes were soaked with sweat all of a sudden.

Yuan Xuan and Qi Ziyuan, who were in charge of protecting the Dharma, saw Xilinglan's pale face and pained expression, but bit their lips tightly to keep silent, and immediately looked at Jiashan behind her.

Jiashan's complexion is not good at the moment, his fair face is now flushed red, and his forehead is also sweating profusely.

Yuan Xuan and Qi Ziyuan knew at a glance that it was a critical moment for healing, and became more vigilant.

About half an hour later, I saw that the redness on Jiashan's face also faded, and his expression became more cautious, and then he started his hands like lightning, and quickly tapped a few acupuncture points on Xilinglan's chest and back.

Finally, he patted Xilinglan's back with a heavy palm.

Seeing a puddle of black blood spitting out of Xilinglan's mouth, she limp and fell to the ground.

Qi Ziyuan and Yuan Xuan immediately rushed out, each helping Xilinglan up.

Looking at her face, the blood was spat out, not only did not make her face more ugly, but a little more bloody, she knew that the healing was going well.

After working hard for a long time, Jiashan was so exhausted that he felt weak all over his body, and sat there for a long time unable to move.

I thought that the two guys would always have someone to help me, but I didn't expect the two of them to pay attention to Xilinglan's injury without even looking at him.

Even Jiashan, whose heart is like a bright mirror and has no place to attract dust, feels somewhat uncomfortable.

Qi Ziyuan also kicked him with his toes: "Is your leg numb?"

Jiashan's first reaction was to shake his head: "How is it possible? As a Buddhist disciple, I learned to sit in meditation first. After sitting for ten days and a half months, my legs won't go numb, okay--"

Before finishing speaking, Qi Ziyuan interrupted: "Fill the water bag and set off immediately."

Xilinglan, who felt that she was getting better, Yuan Xuan, who was happy for her, and Jiashan, who hadn't recovered from his senses at all, all looked at Qi Ziyuan inexplicably.

Qi Ziyuan wanted to grab the ground with his head, but he looked at the yellow sand on the ground and held back: "Didn't you say that my master's evil spirit passed by here? According to my deduction, he must be here not far away." , now that Xilinglan's injury is half healed, why don't you hurry up and escape, and stay here to give away the head?"

The words reminded everyone, Yuan Xuan especially thought of a certain possibility, and his face immediately changed.

Xilinglan looked at him in surprise.

Yuan Xuan quickly took the water bag from the saddle and filled it with water, and replied: "Santo and his party must pass through this place to escort the gift back, and there are no traces of fighting or corpses here, so there is a possibility that Santo took him back to the camp."

(End of this chapter)