"You have suffered a lot of injuries and your energy has been consumed too much. You should just stay here for now!" Seeing that Ye Yifan failed to stand up several times in a row, the cold-faced young man said coldly.
"No! I have to find Mengxue and the others quickly. We have to hurry!" Ye Yifan was extremely stubborn. Although he was thrown to the ground several times in a row, he kept struggling.
At this moment, somehow, his body seemed to have been drained. He didn't even have the strength to stand up, and his feet were floating. After struggling several times, Ye Yifan slowly stood up, holding his hands on the giant tree, breathing heavily.
Looking at the vast forest, Ye Yifan's eyes were firm and he took a step forward. However, within a few steps, his feet suddenly became weak. Just when he was about to fall to the ground again, a breeze hit him, and his swaying body was shaken by the wind.
He was grasped firmly by hands like iron pliers.
"You are seriously injured now, and your energy is greatly consumed. Even if you go out, you will still become someone else's prey! No matter who you are looking for, you have to recover first before talking to me!" The cold-faced boy's tone is still cold.
, he immediately took out a golden elixir from his body and said slowly:
"This is the trauma elixir that my father made during his lifetime. As long as the injury is not too serious, it can be cured instantly. Take it and you can recover!"
"Trauma elixir?" Ye Yifan turned his head and stared at the elixir in the cold-faced boy's hand, but there was a little light in his eyes. Now he was eager to recover and hurriedly found Mengxue and the others.
Without hesitation, Ye Yifan took the elixir with one hand and drank it in his mouth. Although he had not had a few contacts with the cold-faced boy, Ye Yifan still believed that he would never harm him, because if he were to be seriously injured at this moment,
I am weaker than ordinary people, so it is obviously easy for me, so why bother to start with pills?
After swallowing the elixir in one handful, Ye Yifan felt a ball of hot water flowing into his throat like fire and into his lower abdomen.
After a while, the heat began to boil. Ye Yifan was shocked to find that his lower abdomen seemed to be burning. A pain like digging bones came to his lower abdomen. Stimulated by the severe pain, Ye Yifan's head was also about to burst.
He regained consciousness, but in just a moment, he was devastated by the severe pain and turned pale. He turned to look at the cold-faced boy with red eyes.
"Although this elixir has miraculous medicinal effects, the person who takes it will suffer great pain. The pain is as deep as the bone marrow. It is like a knife cutting through the soul, and the pain reaches the deepest part."
"Perhaps this is also the reason why this elixir can quickly heal wounds. Just bear with it, it only takes half an hour!" A flash of memories flashed in the eyes of the cold-faced young man, but his tone was already extremely cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Damn it!" He cursed angrily, and immediately, Ye Yifan bit down, sat down cross-legged, and slowly moved his Dantian to stimulate his already extremely weak vitality to resist the severe pain.
Although he tried his best to mobilize his energy to resist, it still had no effect at all. The pain like digging into bones began to spread gradually, and the pain in his lower abdomen, like burning, became more and more intense.
In just a short moment, Ye Yifan was sweating like water, and drops of sweat kept falling down.
It was as if the lower abdomen was on fire, and waves of burning pain continued to spread through it, stimulating Ye Yifan's nerves.
Hold it!
Ye Yifan repeated this sentence repeatedly, his clothes were gradually soaked with sweat, and a few drops of sweat hung upside down on his slightly long hair, which kept sliding down.
Time passed minute by minute, but for Ye Yifan, who was enduring great pain, every second and every minute seemed like a long time passed. He finally realized the pain of living like years.
As time goes by, half an hour seems to have passed for centuries, a long and long time. At this moment, Ye Yifan is sitting on the ground, his clothes are already soaked with sweat, his body is trembling slightly, and his face is even more...
It was red, like fire, and wisps of white smoke came out from above the head.
As the white smoke came out, Ye Yifan's fiery red face gradually recovered, and his slightly trembling body gradually calmed down. The expression on his face that was originally tortured by pain gradually regained a trace of peace, and the drama in his chest and abdomen
The pain gradually subsided.
After another cup of tea, Ye Yifan's closed eyes suddenly opened, and an extremely sharp light flashed. At this moment, he had recovered, and his face no longer looked as pale as when he was injured.
"Really recovered!?" He clenched his fists in surprise, feeling all over his body, and found that the original severe pain had completely disappeared, and the previous heaviness of his body had become lighter at this moment.
"Your injury has been healed. Take these two recovery pills and you will regain your vitality!" Seeing Ye Yifan open his eyes, the cold-faced boy who was practicing also opened his eyes. He jumped down and jumped out of his arms.
He took out two pills and threw them at Ye Yifan.
"Thank you!" He took it with one hand. After recovering from his injury, Ye Yifan's hands and feet became much more agile. He nodded and smiled and then raised his head to take it.
Seeing Ye Yifan take the Restoration Pill, the cold-faced boy immediately took out a few more things from his arms: "No! A total of twelve Shenglong tablets were seized from those six people the day before yesterday. I'll give you six, and
Four recovery pills!"
Looking at the Shenglong Card and Restoration Pill in his hand, Ye Yifan turned his head a little embarrassed.
"I still don't want these anymore, no reward for no merit..."
Just as Ye Yifan was about to throw the Shenglong Pavilion and Restoration Pill back, the cold-faced young man interrupted him: "There is no free lunch in the world. If you have no merit, I will not give you the Shenglong Pavilion!"
"Well, there's this!" Interrupting Ye Yifan's words, the cold-faced boy threw another thing at Ye Yifan.
"This is a book of martial arts found from the guy you fought with. It's called Tyrant Palm. After reading through it for a night, I have already kept it in my mind. Take it and practice it!"
After receiving the martial arts skills, Ye Yifan lowered his head and glanced down. Sure enough, he saw the words "Ba Tian Palm" written on the writing. Before he could speak, the cold-faced boy's words rang out again.
"Now that you have recovered, I will take my leave and do your best!" After the cold-faced boy left a sentence, he jumped up to the treetop in a flash and disappeared into the forest after a few ups and downs.
"What a weird guy!" Seeing that the cold-faced boy ran away so easily, Ye Yifan curled his lips and sighed helplessly.
He turned over the martial arts skills in his hands, looked at them carefully a few times, and stuffed them into his arms without any politeness. He had experienced this Tyrant Palm and knew its power. This pie fell from the sky, and he didn't want it.
Don’t want it for nothing!
"We have to recover quickly now!" Ye Yifan looked into the distance...