You must know that when Huang Can fought with Chen Feng before, in order to prevent them from finding his whereabouts after Chen Feng left, Huang Can sprinkled the soul-chasing fruit juice on him.
As long as there is this kind of juice, within a certain time and within a certain range, you can easily find his whereabouts with the help of soul chasing insects.
Originally, he followed the direction provided by the soul-chasing insect and searched for Chen Feng's whereabouts. He thought he was about to find him.
Just now, the soul-chasing insect suddenly lost its direction and was crawling around aimlessly.
There are only three results from this, either Chen Feng used some means, such as an earth escape talisman or something, to directly escape the range where the soul-chasing insects can search.
Or maybe Chen Feng is already dead and his body is not intact. But in this case, it is impossible to lose the scent of the soul-chasing fruit.
Therefore, Huang Can is more inclined to the third option, which is that Chen Feng was rescued and the smell on his body was also solved.
If this is really the result, then it will not be easy for them to find Chen Feng.
"Sigh." Huang Can sighed, feeling a little irritable.
But no matter what the outcome was, he had to continue searching.
"Chen Feng, just wait for me!" Huang Can clenched his fists angrily, looking for the direction the soul-chasing insect was looking for before, and continued searching.
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Chen Feng was lying peacefully on the bed, and Ruili and Xianglan took turns taking care of him.
After changing Chen Feng's medicine, Ruili and Xianglan worked together to bandage Chen Feng carefully.
Seeing Chen Feng who still had no reaction after three days, Ruili sighed.
"What's wrong?" Xianglan looked at him, wondering what was wrong with him.
Looking at Chen Feng on the bed, Ruili said with some worry: "Do you think he can survive? It's been three days and there's no movement at all."
For the past few days, the clan leader has come to check on him every day.
It can be seen that Chen Feng's body is recovering, and some of the less serious injuries on his body have fully recovered.
Even the broken bones are slowly recovering.
Judging from Chen Feng's state, he is already out of danger.
But others just didn't wake up. They tried some methods but didn't wake him up.
"Is it true that there is no hope of him recovering?"
"I don't want him to die, but it's been so long. I've been wasting so many herbs that I worked so hard to pick every day. I haven't gotten better at all. Do I continue to waste like this? Our inventory is running low."
"Ruili, what are you thinking about?" Xianglan stared and touched Ruili's head: "You don't have a fever either, how could you have such thoughts?"
"I..." Ruili wanted to say something, but Xianglan didn't give him a chance.
"The patriarch has said that his body is gradually recovering, but he is too seriously injured and it will take time."
"If he really can't wake up, his body will not recover slowly, and the clan leader will not waste the herbs everyone picked so hard to treat a dead man."
Xianglan said, and Ruili lowered her head in embarrassment.
She knew her idea was wrong, but Chen Feng's appearance really made people feel that there was no hope.
"Don't worry too much, we'll just do our best. If he can't wake up, it can only be said that he's not very lucky." Xianglan patted Ruili's hand and told her not to think too much, everything will be fine.