Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2137 Dormant
Perhaps because of the gap between the two layers of space, everything in this place gave everyone a rather unreal feeling.

Seeing that everyone came in, Yun Tianjiao didn't say a word, like a silent protest.

"Captain, what's the matter with this kid, we don't owe him any money." Dong Qi and others muttered.

"He's just like this." Mo Xian said helplessly. While speaking, he looked around. In the distance, there were clouds and mist, and he could vaguely see a stretch of mountain peaks.

"Go over there!" For the next period of time, they had to lie dormant, and naturally they had to choose a place with the most complicated environment. The first choice was naturally the remote mountains and old forests.

After a while, the group finally entered the mountain range.

The mountains are endless, and they have spread to places that cannot be seen.

A group of people went directly to the deepest valley, and it should not be discovered by anyone.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and most of them sat down on the ground regardless of their image.

Looking at Yin Qiantong who was sleeping in his arms and the tired people, Mo Xian couldn't help but smile wryly.

After a series of changes before, there are only six people left in Beihuang Temple.

Such a situation is too unbearable for a hidden sect.

If they can't achieve great prosperity in the end, they will have no face to go back.

The Sky Star Sect is not much better, there are only five people left.

If everyone is counted, there are only a dozen of them, and all of them are wounded.

Although everyone was so tired that they just wanted to sleep, they didn't dare to waste time and immediately entered the state of cultivation.

Mo Xian carried Yin Qiantong to the innermost position, and after a little recovery, he immediately stopped practicing.

The most important thing now is Yin Qiantong's problem.

Yin Qiantong who fell asleep was extremely quiet, but occasionally frowned, obviously still suffering pain in her sleep.

Mo Xian watched the hair full of black hair turn into dull white, and his heart twitched again.

He put his palm on Yin Qiantong's wrist and examined it carefully.

But to his surprise, he could only feel Yin Qiantong's breath was very weak, and he couldn't feel anything else.

In desperation, Rang could only transfer the gentle energy into Yin Qiantong's body.

But Yin Qiantong's body was like a bottomless pit, greedily absorbing his energy.

This was originally a good situation, but unfortunately, it didn't have any effect.

The same situation happened once before, and that time Yin Qiantong also forcibly urged his own strength, and then he couldn't wake up no matter what method he used.

In the end, Yin Qiantong was successfully revived with his blood.

He didn't know if this method would work again, but he had to try it.

However, he has lost a lot of blood and has not recovered. If he loses a lot of blood again, he may also fall into a coma.

But he couldn't care less, he cut off his wrist and placed it next to Yin Qiantong's pale mouth.

What made him slightly relieved was that although Yin Qiantong had fallen asleep, she instinctively began to suck his blood.

It was very slow at the beginning, and Mo Xian still felt that it was nothing, just a little itchy.

But suddenly, Yin Qiantong speeded up.

"hiss!"

Mo Xian immediately took a deep breath, and almost passed out when his eyes went dark.

He quickly bit the tip of his tongue, trying to keep himself awake, because once he fell asleep, the wound would heal quickly due to instinct.

Yin Qiantong sucked Mo Xian's blood greedily, finally there was a tinge of blood on his face, but Mo Xian was already on the verge of collapse.

"Captain, you are..." Sensing the fluctuation of Mo Xian's breath, everyone immediately ended their training, and after seeing clearly, their expressions changed.

They have never seen such a weird way of healing.

"I'm fine, you guys continue to practice." Mo Xian waved his hand, but his words were weak, and he was not convincing at all.

"Why don't you use our blood? If you think it's inappropriate, we can release it first." Dong Qi and the others immediately stretched out their arms and said.

"It's useless..." Mo Xian shook his head, Yin Qiantong's situation was very special, and he could only use his blood, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

"If you continue like this, you may lose too much blood and die." Shen Jing and Nan Yuexin said with some distress.

"It's okay, I know what's going on, you guys continue to practice." Mo Xian waved his hand, signaling everyone to continue to practice.

But where everyone was interested in cultivating, they just glanced at Mo Xian from time to time.

As time went by, Mo Xian only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, but Yin Qiantong's sucking did not stop for a moment, and he could not relax for a moment.

Dong Qi and the others felt extremely uncomfortable, but they had no choice but to restore their strength as soon as possible.

Not long after, Mo Xian's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he only felt that his body was light.

Although the martial artist's blood is strong, it is not such a consumption method.

"Mo Xian, you are a man, if you can't even protect the woman you care about, what's the point of living?"

Mo Xian kept repeating this sentence in his heart, and it was this belief that made him persevere with difficulty.

Suddenly, Dong Qi and the others suddenly realized that Mo Xian had fallen asleep leaning on Yin Qiantong, his arm was also hanging down, and the wound was no longer bleeding.

At this moment, Mo Xian's face was pale, his lips were already chapped, and it was obvious that he had lost too much blood.

Yin Qiantong is much better, her breathing is very even, miraculously, even her hair has regained some luster, it is no longer as dry as before, showing a silvery white color.

"What should I do?" Everyone panicked for a while, but they didn't dare to move, after all, none of them knew the situation of Mo Xian and Yin Qiantong.

At this time, Yin Qiantong woke up suddenly, and his body moved slightly, so Mo Xian, who was leaning on him, immediately slipped down.

As if with a tacit understanding, Yin Qiantong immediately hugged Mo Xian.

Sensing the fishy-sweet taste at the corner of her mouth, and seeing the marks on Mo Xian's arm that hadn't completely disappeared, she immediately understood something.

"Junior Sister, are you alright!" Dong Qi and the others hurriedly said, their faces still full of bitterness. One woke up, but the other fell into a coma. It's really hard to say whether it's good or bad.

Yin Qiantong didn't say anything, but directly took out the sword and put it within his reach.

Sensing the obvious hostility from Yin Qiantong, Dong Qi and the others were extremely helpless and could only retreat temporarily.

Their junior sister was so weird, it seemed that no one believed her except Mo Xian.

But now that Mo Xian fell into a coma, she didn't seem to want anyone to get close to Mo Xian, even her fellow apprentices.

This can be said to be unreasonable, but it can also be said to be too caring, which makes everyone extremely moved.

(End of this chapter)