After Murong Jian said that word of help, he could no longer hold on and fainted.

Bai Ran walked out quickly from behind, squatted down, and investigated Murong Jian's situation.

"The breath is weak, the breath is unstable... the situation is not very good." Bai Ran frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Murong...he asked us to save his master." Ye Shengxue said with a slightly pale face.

"Where is his master?" Bai Ran asked.

"About a month ago, I heard a news... The Beidu Sect Realm gathered the strongest group of monks to fight against the Tianxiao Clan on Xiaodong Mountain..." Ye Shengxue said softly, "After that, these monks were defeated, and those who were alive... were all imprisoned in the prison prison in Tianlang District, Beidu."

"Now it seems that Mr. Yuan and Mr. Murong... are among these monks."

Prison jail...

Just when I heard this name, I felt shocked and inexplicably depressed.

"The prison guard... Fang Yu has already gone."

At this time, Honglian on the side spoke.

Fang Yu!?

When everyone present heard this name, their faces changed and their hearts trembled.

"Miss Honglian, what do you mean..." Ye Shengxue asked with a depressed excitement in her tone.

"Fang Yu came back from the extreme north with me. He is now in the prison jail." Hong Lian said, looking at Murong Jian who was unconscious on the ground, "This person may have been saved by Fang Yu... In short, he should be back soon."

"The master is really back! I can feel his breath just now!" Xiao Fengling let go of the hand holding Honglian's thighs and jumped up excitedly.

Ye Shengxue, Bai Ran, and Zi Luolan and Zhao Zinan who had not left behind, heard the news, the big rock that had been pressing on his heart for a long time suddenly disappeared and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Bai, take Mr. Murong to the house for treatment first." Ye Shengxue said.

"Um."

Bai Ran lifted Murong Sword and walked into the mansion.

"Miss Honglian, come in first." Ye Shengxue said to Honglian again, "Let's go together in the mansion... waiting for Mr. Fang to come back."

Honglian nodded gently and looked forward.

Just now, there was a large area of ​​flat land nearby, but now such a big mansion suddenly appeared.

She still didn't react a little.

If the open space just now was just an illusory magic circle, where did the creatures of the Tianxia tribe she killed just now... go?

"Xiaohong, this is a double space magic array. When you fought with those ugly monsters just now, it actually happened in another independent space." Xiao Fengling seemed to know what Honglian was thinking and spoke.

"...Hmm." Honglian knew nothing about the magic circle and could only nod at this time.

"This has taken me a month to set up a large array. If the master comes back, he will definitely praise me if he sees it, hehe." Xiao Fengling laughed and turned to the mansion.

Honglian stood there, looking around, her eyes flashed slightly, and she also walked into the mansion.

The gate of the mansion was slowly closed.

...

Bai Ran sent Murong Jian to a big house west of the mansion.

Murong Jian was lying on the bed, frowning and blood was still stained with the corners of his mouth.

Part of his chest was sunken, and it looked like his sternum had been shattered.

The injury...is very serious.

"Mr. Bai, how is Mr. Murong?" Ye Shengxue walked from behind and asked.

Bai Ran shook his head slightly, his face was serious, and he said, "He is in serious injuries... and I don't know medical skills. I can only wait until Brother Fang comes back before he can treat him."

Ye Shengxue frowned slightly and was about to speak.

But at this time, her face changed.

"Mr. Fang is back..."

Ye Shengxue said, then used the teleportation technique in the mansion and left the place.

...

The door to the mansion is opened again.

The portal in front of the gate continuously transported out seriously injured monks.

There were 47 people in total.

Fang Yu, Su Changge, and Yuan Sanquan, who was supported by his true energy, finally walked out of the portal.

"Owner……"

Xiao Fengling flew directly, hugged Fang Yu's neck in the air, and buried his head in front of his chest.

"Mr. Fang, you are back." Ye Shengxue bowed deeply with a smile on her face.

"Brother Fang Yu..."

Zhao Zinan also poked his head out of the gate and looked at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu nodded and said, "I know you must have a lot of doubts, and I also have a lot of doubts... But these things will be discussed later. Now, send all the injured in first."

"This is..." Ye Shengxue looked at Yuan Sanquan floating in the air beside Fang Yu.

"Old Yuan." Fang Yu's eyes turned cold and he said, "I'm one step late. My injury is a little serious. I have to treat him first."

"For the other injured, you first set them up in one place, and then I'll check their situation."

After saying that, Fang Yu put the coquettish little wind chime in his arms on the ground, and then took Yuan Sanquan into the mansion.

Su Changge, Ye Shengxue and others worked together to transport the forty-seven seriously injured monks to the mansion.

...

Fang Yu took Yuan Sanquan to the second floor of the bamboo building.

In one of the rooms, he placed Yuan Sanquan on the bed.

At this time, Yuan Sanquan had already fainted, his breath was extremely weak, and his vitality quickly disappeared.

In addition to the completely shattered sternum, there are all kinds of wounds on his body, which is terrible.

As for the inside of his body... Fang Yu used his spiritual sense to detect it slightly, which was shocking.

The meridians in the whole body have broken many places, the dantian is pierced, and the cultivation level is almost destroyed.

At the same time, there was a faint green breath that was flowing through the blood vessels.

No matter how you look at it, Yuan Sanquan is beyond help.

This is not a wound that can be saved by medical skills or magic pills.

The injury in this place in the Dantian alone would be enough to kill his life.

The reason why Fang Yu felt that he could still save him was because of his previous experience.

The last time, Huaixu was in a critical condition, he used the Eye of Insight to reverse time in a small range, thus allowing Huaixu's body to return to the past moment.

This method is not difficult to actually operate.

As long as you have a breath, you don’t need to touch the law of life…

Therefore, Yuan Sanquan can still be saved.

Fang Yu did not waste time, and opened the Eye of Insight.

But just as he was about to start using the law of time, a voice sounded from his ears.

"...I still have to remind you that it is best not to touch things like the law of time."

It was Li Huoyu's lazy voice.

"Why?" Fang Yu asked.

"The causal cycle, you use the law of time to save people today, and maybe the law of time will take away some of your things in the future... This is impossible to avoid." Li Huoyu said, "Simply put, it is like borrowing... the time you borrow is always paid."

"What's such an important thing, why didn't you say about it when I used the law of time last time?" Fang Yu frowned.

"At that time, you saved someone who is more important to you, and it's useless if I said it..." Li Huoyu said, "And, I thought you would only use that one at most, but the result... In short, I must remind you this time."

"How serious are the consequences?" Fang Yu asked with a frown.

"It's hard to say how serious it is, but the more times you use it, the higher the severity it will be." Li Huoyu said, "It's okay to use it once, but if it's twice... I won't recommend it."

Fang Yu looked at Yuan Sanquan on the bed and his breath became lighter and lighter.

Depending on the situation, he seems to be dead at all times.

"If you pay off your debts, just pay off your debts. Let's talk about it later. I have to do what I promised others." Fang Yu said.

"I think you will regret it in the future." Li Huoyu said quietly, "It's really unnecessary."

"I won't regret it." Fang Yu said lightly.

While speaking, the golden cross sword in Fang Yu's eyes began to rotate slowly.

A faint light covered Yuan Sanquan's body.

At this time, the golden cross sword in Fang Yu's pupil suddenly turned counterclockwise.

"bass……"

The moment when the Golden Cross Sword reverses, it also symbolizes that the time that belongs to Yuan Sanquan is reversing within the range covered by light.

The sunken position on Yuan Sanquan's chest recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, making a crisp sound of "crack".
Chapter completed!