"Overbial overestimate one's ability!" Hou Fan sneered. He waved his hand gently, and all the ice hockeys disappeared. Then he waved his hand and a green light roared out, which was dozens of times faster than lightning.
Jiang Fan could not dodge at all. With a bang, Jiang Fan was beaten to fly away, his body immediately cracked, his bones and internal organs were exposed, and he fainted immediately.
"Hmph, let's see how you live this time!" Hou Fan sneered. With a casual blow just now, he secretly used the Yin Hand Soul-Destroying Technique, and he wanted to let Jiang Fan's soul scatter.
"Jiang Fan!" Huo Yun climbed up with difficulty, and she ran towards Jiang Fan. A figure flashed, and his father pulled her arm, "Huo Yun, go back with me!"
"I won't go back, I want to save Jiang Fan!" Huo Yun cried.
"You can't save him at all! Let's go!" A red light flashed, Huo Yun was forcibly pulled away by her father, and Hou Fan disappeared.
The thunder in the sky stopped, but it was still drizzling, leaving only Jiang Fan's broken body on the ground, and blood was everywhere on the ground.
After a while, Zhao Bingqian and Najia's corpse hurriedly ran out of the woods, "Jiang Fan!" Zhao Bingqian immediately ran over quickly and reached out to Jiang Fan's breath.
At this moment, Jiang Fan's breath was very weak, his face was pale, and his bones and internal organs were exposed, basically he was a flesh-and-blood model.
"Jiang Fan, you can't die!" Zhao Bingqian cried, and she shook Jiang Fan's head with her hands, her hands covered with blood.
"Master!" Najia's earth corpse exclaimed.
"Silly, will your master die?" Zhao Bingqian said.
Najia Tu Zi said with a sad face: "This time the master was seriously injured. He felt that his soul was spreading open. If his soul was not stable, the master might not be able to survive!"
"What should I do!" Zhao Bingqian said anxiously. She touched Jiang Fan's face and found that Jiang Fan's wounds were slowly healing.
"Silly, look, your master's wound is slowly healing!" Zhao Bingqian exclaimed.
"It's useless. This is just the wounds of flesh and blood that are healing. His soul is scattering. Even if the master's wounds of flesh and blood that are healed and his soul dissipates, he will not be able to survive!" Najia Tu Zi said with a frown.
"Silly, you can't use any way to save your master?" Zhao Bingqian said.
Najia Tu Zi shook his head and said, "The little one has the ability to face it. That is to repair the soul. I am afraid that the gods can do it!"
"What should I do?" Zhao Bingqian showed an anxious look and tears fell.
"Jiang Fan, you can't die. Actually, I always like you, I just want to have you alone! If you die, what's the point of living me?" Zhao Bingqian cried.
"Master, you can't die. If you die, the little one will never use it anymore. The little one will be pitiful! Please give me the gods in the sky, please give me a elixir!" Najia Tu Zi corpse
Immediately kneel down and worship him in front of the heavens.
Hearing the words of Najia's earth corpse, Zhao Bingqian's eyes suddenly lit up, "Oh, why did I forget that there is no White Tiger Pill!" Zhao Bingqian immediately took out a small cloth bag from her pocket, opened it, and there was a white one inside.
elixir of
She remembered that the white tiger told her that this was a white tiger pill that could bring back life and restore the soul. Even if the soul was scattered, you could bring back life as long as you took the white tiger pill.
Zhao Bingqian hurriedly stuffed the White Tiger Pill into Jiang Fan's mouth, but Jiang Fan's teeth were closed tightly, so the White Tiger Pill could not be stuffed in. Zhao Bingqian was anxious, and she immediately put the White Tiger Pill in her mouth, then bent down and pointed her mouth towards Jiang Fan's mouth.
Use your mouth to feed Jiang Fan Baihu Pill.
The Najia Tu Zi on the side turned around quickly, "Oh, it's not suitable for children!" The Najia Tu Zi muttered.
Zhao Bingqian fed the White Tiger Pill to Jiang Fan's mouth. The White Tiger Pill turned into a white light and flowed into Jiang Fan's body. After a while, Jiang Fan's broken soul gradually gathered, and the wounds on his body healed faster.
When Zhao Bingqian saw that Jiang Fan had improved, he said happily: "Silly, your master is saved!" He reached out and hugged Jiang Fan.
"Miss Mother, don't move your master's body!" Najia's earth corpse hurriedly blocked.
"Silly, you haven't watched it raining! I'll carry your master into the car! Could it be that he's wet!" Zhao Bingqian said, glaring at Najia's corpse.
"Miss Mother, the master's wound and soul are being repaired. Do not move his body, otherwise it will affect his injury repair!" Najia Tu Zi explained hurriedly.
"Oh, that's right, then how long will it take for your master's injuries and soul to recover?" Zhao Bingqian said.
"The master's external and internal injuries can only be recovered in a few hours, but his soul injuries may take two days to recover!" said Najia Tu Corpse.
"So long! You can't let your master get wet in the rain like this. Go and cut down some trees. Let's build a simple thatched hut!" Zhao Bingqian ordered.
"Okay, the little one will go to cut down the tree immediately!" Najia's corpse immediately went to cut down the tree.
Zhao Bingqian sat beside Jiang Fan, staring at Jiang Fan's face blankly. She remembered Jiang Fan's bad habits to her, and when she was intimate with Jiang Fan, she couldn't help but murmur: "You are so evil, you are still so romantic,
Why do I like you!"
He reached out and gently touched Jiang Fan's handsome cheeks, his straight nose, especially his lips with water horns. Jiang Fan's wounds were gradually healing, and the blood on his body had been diluted by the rain. Zhao Bingqian took out a towel from his bag
Help Jiang Fan wipe his body.
A moment later, the Najia earth corpse brought many branches, and Zhao Bingqian immediately started building a hut. While she ordered the Najia earth corpse to beat wooden stakes, she tied up a shelf with vines. About an hour later, a simple thatched hut was finally built.
Get up.
Zhao Bingqian burned a bonfire beside Jiang Fan, and she sat next to Jiang Fan and was quietly waiting for him. At night, Najia's earthen corpse penetrated into the guardian's hut underground.
The next morning, Zhao Bingqian was woken up by the bird's cry, and she found that the fire had been extinguished. Jiang Fan was still in a drowsy sleep, his face was no longer so pale, the wound on his body had healed, but his eyes were still tightly closed, just like
Just like falling asleep.
Zhao Bingqian explored Jiang Fan's breathing and found that his breathing was much smoother than yesterday, but Jiang Fan's clothes were ragged and his body was too dirty.
"Silly, there are buckets in the car. Go and get a bucket of water!" Zhao Bingqian said.
"Okay!" Najia Tu Zi immediately got into the car and took the bucket. After a while, Najia Tu Zi brought a bucket of water. Zhao Bingqian immediately helped Jiang Fan wipe his body with a towel. Zhao Bingqian wiped from her upper body to her lower body, and when she met Jiang Fan, she met Jiang Fan.
When she was secret weapon, her face couldn't help but blush with shame.
After helping Jiang Fan wipe his body, Zhao Bingqian took his military uniform from the car and changed it to Jiang Fan. "Silly, when will your master wake up?" Zhao Bingqian said.