Do the best of Qingge

Lin Feng roared, and the air was filled with a bloody smell mixed with burnt wood and rust, which made people sick.

After Chu Linge hit the decisive shot that turned the situation around, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and his originally rosy complexion became much paler in an instant.

The previous blow can be said to have hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred self-damages.

Detonate the wind yunzi in the body, and then use the wind attribute spiritual power to stimulate the violent energy to use against the enemy. If it were someone else, they might not have waited for the wind blade to condense and appear before they would have been ravaged by the flood The energy destroyed its own heart veins.

However, for Chu Linge, who possessed all spiritual roots, he would not be blown to death by him.

Even so, she was still seriously injured, all internal organs were in pain, her meridians and flesh and blood seemed to have been crushed by heavy objects, and she was almost unable to stand still.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Not far from this Fengyun Forest, there is a hidden cave. Only when you get to that safe place can you treat your injuries with peace of mind."

Hearing the ghost face's voice, Chu Linge nodded his chin slightly, answered in his heart, and then walked slowly towards a certain direction.

And at this moment, Ghost Face suddenly shouted loudly: "Be careful behind you!"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Linge sensed a stench coming from behind him, and at the same time, Hong Lin's shrill shout came.

"You bastard, how dare you hurt me like this! Unforgivable!"

Like Lu Hanxi and Cao Qiutong, Hong Lin, who came from a sect with a profound background, naturally had a life-saving object bestowed by the elders of the sect. The spiritual jade he wore inside his shirt protected his heart at a critical moment. pulse.

The blazing wind blew out mixed with the smell of blood. Even if he didn't look back, Chu Linge knew that the other party must have destroyed the ultimate move of the light ball.

Although Hong Lin couldn't use half of the usual power of his killing move at this moment, but at the same time, Chu Linge's condition was not very good.

Ghost Face spoke first: "You can't dodge this blow, let me take it!"

After a pause, I heard the slightly relieved voice of the ghost face say to myself: "Although the time we get together is very short, I am still very happy, little guy, I hope that one day, you will be able to dominate the world, take a look for me , the scenery on the top of the mountain."

After hearing what the ghost face said, Chu Linge would not be aware of it, if the other party took this blow for him, it would also perish.

"The heights are extremely cold. If one day I can really get there, but there is no one around me to make me show off, then I will suffer a lot!"

In terms of lip service, Ghost Mian is no match for her.

Quickly muttering in his heart, Chu Linge detonated the last Feng Yunzi without hesitation, fisted with five fingers, turned around and punched the oncoming ball of light fiercely!

Huge explosions resounded throughout the forest. This time, Hong Lin didn't have a second piece of spiritual jade to save his life. His heart veins were shattered by the shock. Before his fat body fell to the ground, he was completely dead.

After one blow, Chu Linge's body also flew straight backwards, and didn't stop until his back hit a thick tree trunk.

The soft body slowly slid down to the ground, and when his head tilted, he completely lost consciousness.

While the ghost face was extremely anxious, an unprecedented emotion also appeared in his heart. There are thousands of rare treasures in the world, but the practitioner has only one life.

From ancient times to the present, most practitioners sacrificed their own treasures in order to save their own lives. Few of them, like Chu Linge, risked their own safety in order to protect the treasures from being destroyed.

Chu Linge made this choice, naturally not because she loves treasures like her life, but because she regards Ghost Mian as a really important friend. When danger comes, there is no reason to push friends out!

It was precisely because he knew what was in Chu Linge's heart that Ghost Mian felt extremely moved.

"Don't worry, little guy, even if I risk my old life, nothing will happen to you!"

Just as Ghost Mian was murmuring, a rushing sound of breaking wind suddenly came from a distance. Ghost Mian was startled at first, but after finding out who it was, a big rock hanging in his heart fell down again.

After a while, a slim figure appeared in the area where Chu Linge fought against Hong Lin earlier.

The woman was dressed in a moon-white long dress, her figure was tall and straight, her temperament was elegant, and she was as holy as a green lotus. There was an unconcealable anxiety in her beautiful eyes, which were always cold.

Lu Hanxi defeated Cao Qiutong at the fastest speed, sensed Chu Linge's breath all the way, and chased him to this Fengyun forest.

Looking at the eyes full of blood red, and the scorched earth and sawdust left after the fierce battle, Lu Hanxi's mood, which had always been calm, suddenly became panicked like never before.

She first found Hong Lin's body, and then found Chu Linge who was seriously injured and unconscious under a big tree.

Meimou stared at Chu Lingge, who was pale and bloodstained on the corner of her lips, Lu Hanxi's heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible palm, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Hey! What's the matter with you?"

Lu Hanxi's call naturally couldn't get any response from the other party.

Gently holding Chu Linge's tender and white wrist, a trace of soft water force slowly poured in along the acupuncture points on his wrist.

Although not as good as the power of Yimu, the power of water also has the effect of repairing injuries. Lu Hanxi couldn't find out the specific situation of Chu Linge, and he didn't dare to mess with her body at will, so he could only carefully repair the wounds on her body surface.

Just as Lu Hanxi was concentrating on his skills, a somewhat old voice suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"The external injuries are not too critical, the severe injuries inside her are the most fatal."

Hearing this voice, Lu Hanxi immediately felt like facing a formidable enemy, because she couldn't sense any vitality fluctuations around her, but the sudden voice was so clear, as if someone was speaking in front of her.

Hastily retracting the palm that was holding Chu Linge's wrist, Lu Hanxi said while being on guard, "Senior, can you save her?"

"There is a way, but it is you, not me, who can save her."

Although Lu Hanxi was flustered in her heart, she would not go to the doctor in a hurry. Now that she didn't even know who the mysterious person who spoke was, she naturally wouldn't fully believe what the other person said.

"If the senior is willing to give advice, the junior should follow suit. Could the senior please show up and explain in detail?"

"Hehe, there is no need to show up. You quickly take Lingge and follow the direction I said, and leave here first."

Hearing that the mysterious man said Chu Lingge's name in a single word, Lu Hanxi was even more puzzled. Since the other party is strong and knew Chu Lingge well, why did he remain indifferent when he saw that he was seriously injured?

Seemingly seeing Lu Hanxi's worries, Guimian urged again: "Take a look at Linge's heart, if this drags on, even Immortal Da Luo can't save her!"

Hearing this, Lu Hanxi stretched out his jade hand, and gently pressed it against Chu Linge's chest. After feeling the abnormal vibration inside, his complexion changed suddenly, and he quickly retracted his jade palm, mobilizing his spiritual power, and picked up the person in front of him. Following the direction led by the ghost's face, he rushed away in a hurry.

After turning around for a while, Lu Hanxi came to a river beach covered with huge rocks.

"Follow the river beach for three miles upstream, and there is a stone mill several feet square, behind which is the entrance to the cave."

After hearing the ghost face's sound transmission, Lu Hanxi tapped his head and ran for three miles. Sure enough, he saw an unusual stone mill. After clearing the bushes behind it, a dark hole appeared.

Stepping into the cave with Chu Lingge in his arms, the figures of the two were completely engulfed by the darkness. With a touch of Lu Hanxi's jade hand, several moonstones emitting white light were taken out from the holding ring, and then were ejected by those onion-like fingers To the surrounding of the mountain wall.

In an instant, the entire cave immediately became clear.

Carefully placing Chu Linge on a flat stone slab, Lu Hanxi gently parted his red lips, and said to the void, "Senior, what should we do next?"

"The injury she suffered was due to forcibly destroying the power she couldn't bear, which caused the energy backlash." Ghost Mian did not directly answer Lu Hanxi's question, but explained to the other party the reason for Chu Linge's injury.

Lu Hanxi Bingxue was smart, so naturally he wouldn't think that the mysterious senior was gossiping with him, so he didn't make a sound to disturb him, and patiently waited for the other party's follow-up words.

As expected, Guimian continued to say: "The backlash energy is wind attribute, so if you want to save her, the most effective thing is Feilian Fengwan!"

"Of course, even without that thing, Linge wouldn't die just like that. However, damage to the spiritual root is unavoidable. Even if the injury recovers well, maybe she will never be able to meet her again in the future."

After finishing speaking, Ghost Mian fell silent, neither persuading nor urging, just silently waiting for Lu Hanxi to make a choice.

Although Ghost Mian's previous remarks were a little exaggerated, at least the consequences would not make Chu Linge become a practice cripple, but the damage to the spiritual root is true.

It would say that, apart from the fact that Feilianfeng Pill is indeed the best choice at the moment, it also has a hint of inquiry.

Ghost Mian really wanted to know if this cold-tempered Bingshan beauty in front of him would take out Fei Lianfeng Wan, who was saved by almost losing her life, to heal Chu Linge's wounds.

After listening to what the ghost face said, Lu Hanxi thought for a while, then took out a delicate and small jade box from the ring, gently lifted it with bare hands, and a ray of light blue wind energy ripples spread out from the box.

The cyan wind swayed slightly, swaying Lu Hanxi's blue hair hanging from his shoulders, and the hair fluttered like a dancing elf.

Lu Hanxi didn't take out the Feilianfeng pill immediately, and slowly said from his red lips in a clear and ethereal voice: "Senior, no matter how you know that I have Feilianfeng pill on my body, and how you know that the injuries in her body need to be This thing can heal."

"I don't care about these things. The only thing is, if your ultimate goal is to take advantage of her injuries to win Kazemaru, I will fight with you forever! Maybe I don't have that strength now, but it doesn't mean that the people behind me The sect doesn't have one!"

After hearing Lu Hanxi's words, the ghost face stayed in a daze for a while, and then murmured in Chu Linge's heart angrily and amusedly: "It's really getting worse, and I was threatened by a little girl!"

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