Everyone around looked at the sound and saw two people appearing on a hill not far away. They were a man and a woman. The man was an old man carrying a halberd. The old man stared at Ding.
The battlefield where Sheng is located, the gleaming light in his eyes shows his powerful strength.
The woman is a girl about twenty-six years old. The girl is wearing a ferret robe and an aqua green cloak fluttering in the wind. She has a melon-seed face with eyebrows as dark as mountains and a nose as beautiful as a rosary, and eyes as tender as water.
As he was looking at Ding Sheng from afar, he thought that she was the one who shouted to stop just now.
Liu Yuan turned around and saw the girl and the old man, his face couldn't help but change, and then the long sword in his hand that was originally attacking Ding Sheng also trembled slightly, hesitatingly, he finally stopped, turned around slowly and cupped his fists at the girl.
: "It turns out to be Miss Murong. I wonder why the lady stopped me from killing this little thief?"
Before the girl could speak, the old man beside her suddenly shouted angrily, and the halberd on his back quickly flew up. I saw that the halberd was covered with a thick layer of golden energy, and it was locked on Liu Yuan from a distance: "My lady
Just stop if I ask you to stop, why are you talking so much nonsense? Are you tired of life?"
Wow!
As soon as the old man made a move, everyone around him took a breath of cold air. The halberd's flying hand was a royal weapon attack, which represented that the old man had the strength of the innate realm. Looking at the Raging Flame Mountains, who would dare to provoke a master of the innate martial arts sect?
Liu Yuan also twitched the corner of his mouth, quickly bowed tremblingly, forced out a forced smile and said: "Yes, I just made a mistake, let's leave now!"
"Wait a minute!" Seeing that Liu Yuan was about to leave with his men, the old man waved his hand and said, "Miss, if you break an arm, I will let you go!"
"You..." Liu Yuan suddenly turned blue with anger when he heard the old man's words, but he had no choice but to show his strength. He glanced angrily at Ding Sheng, who was still in a semi-conscious state. After a long time, he gritted his teeth unwillingly.
He cut off his own arm with the sword, endured the severe pain, and left here with a group of his men.
"Yi Lao, please send the Spiritual Restoration Pill to Ding Sheng." Seeing everyone dispersed, Murong Ruoxue glanced at Ding Sheng casually, then ordered the old man, turned around and left.
He glanced at his young lady with some confusion in his eyes, but Yi Lao didn't say anything more. He jumped up and flew to Ding Sheng's side like a shooting star. Seeing that he was still holding the black knife with a confused look in his eyes, he couldn't help but shook his head.
He pinched his mouth with one hand and used a slight force to open it. Then he shook his hand and a green pill flew into Ding Sheng's mouth.
The elixir melts in the mouth and instantly turns into a stream of cool body fluid that mixes into Ding Sheng's belly and quickly spreads to the internal organs. Wisps of faint green breath circulate through the internal organs in Ding Sheng's body in less than one breath.
After that, it poured into his mind along the meridians and quickly nourished Ding Sheng's extremely weak spiritual consciousness.
Ding Sheng's spiritual consciousness, which he had previously consumed too much, quickly recovered under the nourishment of the green aura, and his eyes gradually regained their clarity.