He quickly came to the short old man.
Seeing the appearance of his junior brother, Sanmu Tianjun's heart suddenly tightened.
"Brother, save me!"
The short old man's voice was weak and his face was extremely pale.
"Don't worry, junior brother, I will never let you die!!!"
The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord gritted his teeth, quickly activated his cultivation, and tried his best to heal the short old man's injuries.
The cultivation level of the Semi-Saint Realm, operating at full strength, is naturally extraordinary.
The majestic power was poured into the short old man's body in an endless stream.
soon.
The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord discovered that his junior brother's cultivation had been abolished.
There is not a trace of cultivation left in the body.
And the foundation was also damaged.
This means that even if my junior brother wants to practice again, it will be impossible.
The foundation is gone, and from now on he will be a mortal with no cultivation.
Realizing this, Sanmu Tianjun felt even more sad.
But at this moment, he still had to do his best to heal his junior brother's injuries.
Unfortunately.
This injury was Da Mao's handiwork.
Even though the Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord was highly cultivated and tried his best to heal the injury, he could only alleviate the injury of the short old man but could not recover from it.
Especially the legs.
There is no sign of regeneration at all.
Sanmu Tianjun's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
"Junior brother!!!"
He never expected that his junior brother would become like this.
Doesn’t it mean it’s foolproof?
"Senior brother, I've embarrassed you again!"
The short old man said while vomiting blood.
"Shut up! Stop talking!"
The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord cursed angrily.
But his voice also became trembling.
Although he usually beat and scolded his junior brother, he also looked down upon him.
but
After all, he is his junior brother!
From ancient times to the present, these long years have been supported by each other.
The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord has long regarded the short old man as his only relative.
No matter how unsatisfactory the little old man is, no matter how much trouble he causes, the Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord will solve it for him.
If he really disliked his junior brother, Sanmu Tianjun would have left him alone long ago.
But he didn't!
"Senior brother, my cultivation is ruined and my legs can no longer grow."
Although the Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord told him to shut up, at this moment, the short old man still couldn't help but speak.
"I'm no longer useful, senior brother, just let me fend for myself."
"I was the one who dragged senior brother down in the past. If it weren't for me, senior brother, you could have gone to the Central Plains and there would be no need to stay here."
"Brother, I'm sorry for you!"
At this moment, the short old man was holding onto the sleeves of the Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord with both hands, tears streaming down his face.
"Brother, go to the Central Plains!"
"You don't have to worry about me anymore!"
Listening to what his junior brother said, Sanmu Tianjun's face tensed up and his breathing became heavy.
The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord said nothing and continued to instill cultivation into the short old man.
Even if it doesn't make any sense.
But he still didn't stop.
It seemed like doing this would make him feel better.
"Senior Brother"
What else did the little old man want to say?
"shut up!!!"
The Three-Eyed Heavenly Lord roared suddenly.
He looked like an angry beast at the moment.
Eyes scarlet!
Covered with bloodshot eyes.
"Listen to me!"
"What does it mean if your cultivation is ruined?"
“What’s nothing if the legs are gone?”
"You still have me, my senior brother!"
Chapter completed!