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I suddenly understood a little bit. Although Chang Xiao's reaction was a bit strange, it was not completely incomprehensible.

After all, Nangong Mingche and him are both demon hunters, and they both aimed to be promoted to the level of demon hunters before, but suddenly they lost the opportunity to practice and be promoted. Do not understand the desolation and pain that are insulated from cultivation?

From now on, Nangong Mingche might no longer be the frivolous young man who argued with him two days ago, he felt a little bit embarrassed in his heart, that's why he unknowingly showed a conflicted look.

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It wasn't until I connected all of Nangong Mingche's veins that I was completely relieved.

I let go of Nangong Mingche's hand, and sighed silently while staring at Nangong Mingche's delicate and delicate face which gradually returned to ruddy.

He is no longer in danger of dying, and he will wake up in a moment.

It's just that I started to have a headache, and I really didn't know how to explain the situation to Nangong Mingche in order to minimize the damage.

Seeing me stop my movements, Chang Xiao immediately asked, "Is he alright?"

I rubbed my temples and stood up: "Well, I will wake up soon, do you know who hurt him?"

A coldness suddenly flashed in Chang Xiao's eyes, and his tone was extremely harsh: "Nonsense! If I knew who did it, could I still make him run away without a trace? If I really caught him, I would definitely let him give to Nangong Mingche This kid will be buried with him."

I glanced at Chang Xiao with displeasure: "Nangong Mingche is not dead, what kind of funeral should I pay?"

Chang Xiao's reaction was indeed puzzling, and I couldn't help but ask: "Don't you always hate Nangong Mingche? Why are you acting uncharacteristically today and complaining about him?"

Chang Xiao's expression changed slightly, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he replied in a bad tone: "What does this matter have to do with you?"

I twitched the corners of my mouth and laughed at myself: "It really has nothing to do with me, then Nangong Mingche will be taken care of by you! Anyway, you two are old acquaintances."

Chang Xiao gave me a vicious look, and retorted angrily: "Who is an old acquaintance with him? You don't have to be so weird."

I shook my head, I was too lazy to argue with Chang Xiao anymore, turned around to look at Chang Sheng and the master, and found that Chang Sheng was half squatting, leaning over to fiddle with the sluggish white cat lying on the ground.

The big blue eyes of the white cat stared pitifully at the big hands scratching its ears, with a look of daring to speak out.

I couldn't help being puzzled, Chang Sheng never took the initiative to touch the white cat, why did he suddenly tease it today?

The master stood there watching blankly, neither opening his mouth to speak nor intending to join the ranks of teasing cats.

As I approached Chang Sheng, I couldn't help asking: "Chang Sheng, who is this?"

Chang Sheng looked back at me, with a helpless expression: "Its limbs are stiff, its spirit is not good, it may have been frostbitten."

My heart suddenly tightened, and I quickly walked over to Chang Sheng and squatted down, observing the white cat's reaction.

The little guy saw me squatting down in front of it, but his eyes turned slightly, and he didn't say hello to me.

Chang Sheng lowered his head and continued with the movements in his hands again. After a closer look, I noticed that Chang Sheng was pinching a tiny golden needle with his fingertips, as if he was looking for something?

I asked puzzled, "What are you turning in its ears?"

Chang Sheng groped while responding: "For an acupoint, the golden needle can only be restored if it is pinched right at the acupoint."

I smiled brightly, put my palm on the back of the white cat, and said in a low voice: "Don't bother, let me do it!"

Chang Sheng's deep eyes fell on my face, and there was a little worry on his brows: "Treating Nangong Mingche has already consumed a lot of your spiritual power, and you will not be able to take it anymore if you treat the white cat."

I was slightly taken aback, looking at the worried expression on Chang Shengjun's face, my heart was quite moved, the corners of my lips raised slightly unconsciously, and I responded in a low voice: "It's okay, I'll recover soon after I rest."

While responding to Chang Sheng, I have secretly transferred my spiritual power into the white cat's body through the palm of my hand.

I thought I should hide it well, but I didn't expect to be discovered by Chang Sheng.

Chang Sheng is right, if it only hurts the internal organs or the heart, this kind of relatively common injury will not have much impact on me after rescue, but if it involves the repair of tendons, the situation will be completely different. It's different, it's equivalent to using my own spiritual veins to connect Nangong Mingche's veins.

Of course, there is another situation. If the number of ordinary injuries exceeds a hundred people, it is a different matter. For example, the last time I helped many demon catchers to remove demon poison in Yanguo Palace, it was because of excessive consumption of spiritual power that caused the short-lived Between the hair white hair.

If Mo Fan hadn't given me 300 years of cultivation at the entrance of the Hidden Mirror, my silver hair wouldn't have recovered like ink in a few hundred years.

Although saving Nangong Mingche is somewhat self-destructive, but if I don't take care of him, then Nangong Mingche can only spend his life lying on the bed.

He is still so young, and he has only passed one-fifth of his long life. How can I have the heart to let him become a useless person, and finally spend the rest of his life lonely on the bed?

Chang Sheng looked at my movement of sending spiritual power to the white cat, his sword eyebrows slightly frowned, his eyes were dark and deep, obviously he was still worried.

It's just that he understood my temperament and knew that he couldn't persuade me, so he didn't make a sound to stop me.

Under my treatment, the white cat's azure blue eyes changed from lifeless to full of spirit, and soon recovered its previous expression.

I breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and turned to look at Nangong Mingche's situation. Logically speaking, he should have woken up, but for some reason, he was still in a coma.

Feeling a little uneasy in my heart, I lifted my foot and walked towards the bed.

Seeing that I had turned back again, Chang Xiao immediately asked impatiently: "Didn't you say you would wake up soon? Why haven't you woken up yet?"

I frowned, and glanced at Chang Xiao displeasedly, but didn't respond aloud.

He held Nangong Mingche's wrist and checked his pulse.

The pulse is normal, and apart from the surging spiritual power, there is no other missing injury, how can he still be in a coma?

I held down Nangong Mingche's shoulder and shook it lightly, calling out in a low voice, "Nangong Mingche?"

Nangong Mingche's eyes trembled a few times, as if he heard my call, and felt like he was about to wake up, but I stared at him for a while, but still didn't open my eyes.

"What's going on?" I muttered, looking at Nangong Mingche's ruddy face in bewilderment, completely wondering what the problem was?

In desperation, he could only continue to transfer his spiritual power into Nangong Mingche's body...

"Stop, little monster!"

My wrist was suddenly grasped, and after that, Chang Sheng's voice sounded from my side.

I was stunned, turned my head to look at Chang Sheng, and said rather depressedly: "Nangong Mingche can't wake up, but I don't even know what the problem is. My ability seems to have degenerated."

Chang Sheng stroked the hair on my forehead, and said slowly: "It's not your fault, you have tried your best, just let fate!"

My eyes dimmed, watching Nangong Mingche remain silent, I didn't know what to do for a while.

"The problem is not yours. No matter how much spiritual power you send to him, it will be useless. Go back to the house and rest!"

Master's calm voice suddenly came from behind.

My body froze, and I was dazed for a moment, and then I looked back at Master in disbelief. His eyes were as calm as water, and there was no trace of happiness or anger.

I have to wonder if I heard it wrong just now, how could Master talk to me, a little monster, so calmly?

Could it be because I took the initiative to treat Nangong Mingche, and the master has curbed his prejudice against me?

But I know this is impossible, Master has always been happy and angry with nothing, and a word can't mean anything at all.

What exactly is Master thinking in his heart?

Could it be that he wants to retreat to advance?

Regarding my extremely surprised reaction, the master did not reveal the slightest emotion. He glanced at Chang Sheng and me indifferently, and said in a calm voice, "This matter is actually negligent by the deity. I never expected that there is such a cruel and merciless person hidden in the Valley of Hidden Curses." It seems that it is necessary to check who lives in each house to avoid such incidents from happening again."

Chang Sheng cupped his hands towards the master: "This disciple has this intention, so I will go and investigate immediately."

The master nodded with satisfaction: "Then it will be hard work for you. I still need to find out who controls the Valley of Hidden Curses."

"Master's words are serious. This matter is a matter of the disciples' duty. It's just that there are many dangers in the Hidden Curse Valley. Master must be more careful to prevent them from ambush."

The master paused for a moment, and glanced at Nangong Mingche who was on the bed: "I know, you have to be careful, I don't want this kind of situation to happen again."

Chang Sheng responded softly: "Disciple understands!"

Master didn't say anything more, turned around and left the wooden house.

After watching Master leave, Chang Sheng turned to look at me with soft eyes, pulling me to leave: "I'll take you back to your room first."

My heart tightened, and I hurriedly held Chang Sheng's hand: "Can you let me go with you to investigate?"

Chang Sheng's expression was startled, and his eyes became dark: "You need to have a good rest."

I shook my head lightly, my voice was low and hoarse: "Can you let me accompany you?"

Chang Sheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, obviously surprised by my actions.

Staring at me for a while, the corners of Chang Sheng's mouth rose slightly, and his handsome eyes looked at me with a smile, with a very happy expression: "What's wrong? I'm so attached to me all of a sudden"

I pursed my lips tightly, not knowing how to answer, I couldn't tell Chang Sheng that I was guarding against Master.

"When will Nangong Mingche wake up? I can't waste my time on him."

Chang Xiao's extremely displeased voice came from the bedside.

My heart tightened, and I subconsciously looked at Nangong Mingche, his eyes were closed, his breathing was calm, and he showed no sign of waking up.

At this moment, I am very worried: I am not worried about Chang Sheng going out alone, but also worried about Nangong Mingche.

The white cat's clear voice sounded at my feet: "Master, don't worry! This idiot may wake up in a while."

I looked down at the white cat, saw its eyes were bright and bright, but its ears were drooping, and asked a little strangely: "What's wrong with your ears?"

The white cat's eyes flashed, turned its head to avoid my gaze, put its feet on the edge of the bed, looked at Nangong Mingche who was on the bed, and said flatly, "I'm fine, master!"

Chang Xiao narrowed his eyebrows and glanced at me, then turned his head to observe Nangong Mingche's expression, and questioned: "Could this kid be unconscious on purpose?"