I don't know if it was because Xiao Jin was shaken violently while running or because the injury was really unimaginable, but along the way, Yang Ningfeng spurted out several mouthfuls of blood.
However, this time, after spraying a few mouthfuls of blood, I felt much better. Some of the vitality that had gathered secretly began to slowly flow along the meridians and began to repair the injuries in the body.
"Hey, have you tasted the pain?" As Yang Ningfeng used his own luck to heal his injuries, the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit not only did not sympathize with him, but instead rejoiced in his misfortune.
"Thank you for being in the mood to tell jokes, brother, I'm almost dead." Yang Ningfeng snorted angrily.
"Tch, can you die with me here?" The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit snorted disapprovingly, and then said: "But you are really good! That guy didn't know what secret method he used, and his strength was raised to the level of a fourth-level master, and he also
He has a special defensive body refining technique, and his skin and flesh are no worse than the monsters I created in space. You didn't let me take action for you. You fought with him for so long to get so injured. Not bad, not bad, it's worth it.
commend."
"No? Your back hurts when you sit and talk, but I am still a little injured? My internal organs are about to be shattered by someone, and it is still a small injury. I can still talk to you now, which is already good." Yang Ningfeng
I really had no choice but to deal with this guy who was gloating about his misfortune. He said angrily, "I don't want to talk to you now. You'd better shut up and don't bother me to heal my injury."
"Haha, do you really want me to shut up?"
The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit chuckled: "Okay, then I'll shut up. Alas, I still want to teach you a healing method to make your injury heal faster, so forget it! If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences.
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"puff!"
As soon as he heard this, Yang Ningfeng spurted out another mouthful of blood. This time he was probably so angry that he vomited blood. He roared in his heart: "His grandma's bastard, do you still have any sympathy? Is there any good healing medicine?"
Why didn't you teach me the Fa earlier?"
"Did you ask me?" the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit sneered.
"Aren't you asking now?" Yang Ningfeng really wanted Xiao Jin to leave him behind, and then let the seventh master who was still chasing him kill him, so that he could die with this heartless and unsympathetic old guy.
"Okay, don't be angry, be good!"
The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit chuckled.
puff!
Yang Ningfeng spurted blood from his mouth again! It's mine, please don't disgust me, okay? Be a good mother!
The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit gloated over the misfortune, but then continued to tell a set of magical but simple healing methods.
Of course, Yang Ningfeng listened honestly. After that, he started to make luck according to the method of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit Sect. The two of them bickered, it would not hurt their feelings, it was just a way of entertainment, and they trusted each other.
No one can compare, because the two of them are one.
According to the healing method taught by the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit, after a week of energy circulation in the body, I really feel much better!
"You have done a good thing."
Yang Ningfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With this method of healing, he knew that his injury would heal much faster than expected.
"snort!"
He snorted softly to show his dissatisfaction with this guy's ungratefulness, and then the tone of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit became a little serious: "Although there is this set of healing methods to help your injuries heal faster, your injuries are indeed serious.
It's very heavy. You have to let Xiao Jin take you to a safe place to heal your injuries. It hugs you and runs, and the vibrations are excessive. If this continues, I'm afraid there will be sequelae."
"clear."
Yang Ningfeng knew that this old guy was a bit evil, but he would never be less concerned about him. It was precisely because he was too worried that he deliberately quarreled with him just now so that he would not be too nervous about his injury.
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After answering in his heart, Yang Ningfeng said to Xiao Jin: "Xiao Jin, find a safe place. I want to heal my wounds."
Although Xiao Jin couldn't speak, he had no problem listening at all, and his understanding ability was no lower than that of humans. When he heard Yang Ningfeng's words, he knew that Yang Ningfeng's injury was more serious than he thought, so his body suddenly froze slightly, and then
He jumped forward again, and his speed became a few times faster.
"Damn it, how can such a dead monkey with such good physical strength come from? It's so damn fast."
The seventh boss, who was chasing after him, was starting to get a little out of breath. Seeing that the distance was slightly reduced, he thought that Xiao Jin was holding someone, and his strength was starting to run out. He was secretly happy, but he saw Xiao Jin's leadership suddenly increased.
He sped up and lost sight of him again in the blink of an eye. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and catch up, but after chasing for hundreds of meters, he still couldn't see anyone. Moreover, Yang Ningfeng obviously no longer vomited blood. He was no longer able to judge his whereabouts. The Seventh Master
In desperation, he had to stop, stamped his feet angrily, and cursed unwillingly.
After chasing for at least three or four miles, he ran so fast that even though Master Qi had the cultivation of a third-level master, he still felt that it was too much. After he stopped, he felt exhausted all over, so he walked to a big tree and sat down, panting.
Take a breath and rest, waiting for the men behind you to come over.
How can the other members of the Qingyun Gang compare with Master Qi? When they arrived, almost half an hour had passed. When they saw Master Qi, they were all out of breath. But when they saw Master Qi not chasing after him,
They also knew that there was no need to chase. As soon as they relaxed, they all fell to the ground. Two guys even had no strength to sit up. After sitting down, they fell to the ground and almost fainted.
"Stop chasing, let's just wait here for the people sent by the gang!" The seventh master didn't blame his subordinates. Even he was exhausted, let alone these guys who didn't even have the qualities of a teacher?
The people from the Qingyun Gang stopped chasing, but Xiao Jin didn't care whether the people behind him chased him or not. He wanted to take Yang Ningfeng to a safe place now, so he hugged Yang Ningfeng, but all the way forward he walked towards higher ground.
, it understands better that if you want to find a place in the mountains and forests, you must go to a high place to see far and find a place easily.
After running all the way, they finally reached the top of a mountain peak. Xiao Jin first looked back to check the situation. When he was sure that the Qingyun Gang could not catch up so quickly, he gently put Yang Ningfeng down, and then jumped onto a big tree in two or three steps.
, finally appeared on the top of the tree, stuck his head out, looked around for a while, then jumped down from the tree, swung his body and landed next to Yang Ningfeng, then made a few gestures to Yang Ningfeng, and hugged Yang Ningfeng again.
, run forward.
It didn't take long for Xiao Jin and Yang Ningfeng to run to a cliff. They stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down, looking for a place to go down.
"Xiao Jin, don't you want to jump from here... to me?"
The cliff was bottomless and straight. Yang Ningfeng was startled and said in a trembling voice.
But before Yang Ningfeng finished speaking, Xiao Jin had already jumped down, and his body fell rapidly. Yang Ningfeng was so frightened that he couldn't help but scream, and simply closed his eyes. All he had to do now was pray, and he couldn't pray.
It would be better to be smashed to pieces.
During the rapid fall, Yang Ningfeng felt the wind blowing loudly on both sides of his ears, whistling and exploding. Suddenly, Yang Ningfeng felt his body shake.
"Arrived?"
Yang Ningfeng opened his eyes suddenly, but found that it was not even half of the cliff. However, he began to calm down.
Because he found that he was still falling, but Xiaojin grabbed some rattan branches extending down the cliff every few meters, but he didn't grab them to death every time.
Once it grabs the cane, the speed of its descent slows down. By the time it grabs it a dozen times in a row, its speed of descent has become slower and slower.
"Xiao Jin, you are really awesome!"
Yang Ningfeng couldn't help but praise. Only Xiao Jin could do this method. If a human jumped from such a high altitude, even if there was a chance to catch the rattan in mid-air, his hands would probably be bruised and bruised, maybe due to the fall.
If the force is too strong, the arm will be ripped off directly.
Falling all the way, the falling speed became slower and slower. Finally, Xiao Jin had completely grasped the vine and slid downwards. When he reached the end of the vine, he swung and then grabbed another vine.
Finally, we reached the bottom of the cliff without any danger.
"The cliff is so high and so long. Even if the Qingyun Gang is chasing them, if they want to get to the bottom of the cliff, it will probably take a certain amount of time to get around to the bottom of the cliff."
Yang Ningfeng felt completely relaxed, thinking to herself, and then said: "Xiao Jin, you can let me go."
But Xiao Jin shook his head repeatedly, and instead of putting Yang Ningfeng down, he ran towards the dense forest ahead at the bottom of the cliff.
"Xiao Jin is very vigilant. He knows that if he stops here, if the people from the Qingyun Gang really take a detour, they will find you sooner or later." The Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said with appreciation.
"Yeah." Yang Ningfeng also figured it out and nodded secretly, so he said nothing and allowed Xiao Jin to lead him away.
Entering the dense forest, the road is easier to walk than the dense forest on the cliff, but this has no impact on Xiao Jin at all. He said he was running, but in fact he was swinging along with Yang Ningfeng.
After running for more than half an hour, he gradually saw white smoke starting to fill the forest in front of him. Xiao Jin led Yang Ningfeng to the edge of the white smoke.
Xiao Jin then put Yang Ningfeng down, and after making a few gestures to Yang Ningfeng, he flashed into the dense forest next to him.
"What is Xiao Jin going to do?" Yang Ningfeng actually couldn't understand Xiao Jin's gesture just now, and he was a little confused, but he knew that Xiao Jin couldn't just leave him here and ignore him. There must be a deeper meaning, so he was patient
Waiting.
Yang Ningfeng didn't have to wait long when he saw Xiao Jin coming back with two little demon beasts, which looked like little demon rats.
"What do you want this for?" Yang Ningfeng couldn't help but ask after Xiaojin arrived.
Xiao Jin raised the little demon rat in his hand, and then suddenly threw it into a place shrouded in white smoke in front of him.
Seeing this, Yang Ningfeng understood immediately and couldn't help but secretly praise Xiao Jin for being cautious enough to use this little demon rat to test whether the white smoke was poisonous.
The two little demon rats were thrown into the mist, and then Xiao Jin stepped forward to stare at them, with a faint purple light flashing in his eyes.
Seeing this, Yang Ningfeng felt something in her heart. It seemed that there were many secrets about Xiao Jin that she could not know. But judging from Xiao Jin's various behaviors, it was definitely not an ordinary monster monkey. It must have an amazing origin.
Xiao Jin looked at it for a while, the purple light in his eyes suddenly disappeared, turned around, then picked up Yang Ningfeng, rushed directly into the white smoke, and moved forward quickly. In less than an hour, he finally passed through the white smoke area, but as soon as he came out
, Yang Ningfeng felt a desolate breath coming towards his face. Just now, there was a sense of gloomy air and biting coldness. But in front of him was a flat land with dilapidated scenery and no weeds. On the flat ground, there were countless buildings.