Husband, Don't Be Panic

Chapter 58

As time went by, he saw that the opportunity that had passed away was missing. Yan Yi could not ignore the ban of Lingshan mountain. He took out his sword and stabbed it into the lake's left eye!

In an instant, the strange blood splashed out, and the lake Spirit gave out a terrible roar, which was the fear and anger of dying. However, under the intense pain, it really burst out a frightening force, suddenly turned over and threw Yan Yi and others out!

Yan Yi felt his body hang in the air for a moment. Then, the whole person lost consciousness in the light of desire.

When he woke up again, it was dark in the sky. He was in a dark environment. Yan Yi was startled and suddenly turned over. What's the matter? Haven't they escaped yet? Still trapped in the deep cold pool?

"Brother Yan, are you awake?" Si Kong Ling ran over from a distance and said, "get up and drink some water. My fairy sister and I have caught two rabbits, which will be roasted on fire. We will eat them immediately."

Yan Yi struggled to sit up. Only then did he find that he was exhausted and couldn't even lift his strength. He knew that it was xiaohuandan's work in his body. In a moment, he could make his strength and cultivation approach the peak. However, after the medicine had passed, the whole person was like a dry well.

Tired, he was really tired. However, he still supported himself to sit up and wait to see around. Sure enough, there was a bonfire not far away. Jiang chenbi was plucking the hair of two rabbits. It seemed that she had broken the ring.

It is also true that in this ghost place where there is no village and no shop, even life and death are instantaneous matters. If you are forced to hurry up, who will abide by the rules of Lingshan?

However, recalling just now, he did not hesitate to poke his sword into the lake spirit's eyes, and heard the desperate roar of the living creatures. The blood, the heat, and the blood flowed down his fingers...

he killed himself.

What's more, at that moment, he had no pity at all. As long as he could see the light again, he would not frown if he killed the lake spirit of that pool.

For him to live, for them to live.

"Brother Yan, come on." Sikong Ling handed him a tube made of rolled leaves with a ladle of water in it. Yan Yi drank his arm and slowly stood up and went to Jiang chenbi.

The girl's technique is not skillful. She looks like a master who doesn't touch the spring water with ten fingers. He looks at it quietly for a while and asks in a low voice, "can I help you?"

"No need." Jiang chenbi's voice was polite and distant. It seemed that he realized it. After a pause, he added, "go and look at Meng forgetchuan. I just sealed his acupoint with a gold needle to stop bleeding temporarily. However, he must take pills immediately after he wakes up, otherwise he won't last long."

Yan Yi gives a faint "um" and walks to Meng nianchuan, who is still unconscious on the side. The man's face has been cleared up for a long time since he entered Lingshan. Now it seems that even in a coma, he can't sleep soundly, his brows are tight, and he seems to be saying something. Yan Yi approaches him and hears him say, "my... Herbal box..."

he has more or less He could not help crying or laughing. What is the situation now? Meng forgetchuan actually regarded those herbs as more important than his own life. He could only persuade them with good voice, "don't worry, they are all here."

Meng nianchuan seemed to nod slightly, but his eyes were still closed, and he looked miserable. "Pain..."

Yan Yi took one out of the bonfire and looked at Meng's leg by the light of the fire. He could not help but sink into his heart, "how is he?"

Jiang chenbi slightly glanced over, trying to make his voice sound calm. "I was pierced by the tip of the rock in his left leg. I'm afraid... This leg can't be kept, and the right leg is also injured, but there's no bone yet. It's not very heavy."

"Sister immortal, master Meng just spoke! When will the pills be fed? " Sikong Ling asked.

"Did you speak?" In the eyes of Jiang chenbi, the hope flashed by. After a long time of pondering, he said, "that's conscious. You can feed him now. Remember to send two saliva."

"Yes."

Sikong Ling took out the small bottle, at that time Yuanbao also woke up and bumped to carry water for Sikong Ling.

After taking the medicine, the four people fell into silence again. Only the fire of the campfire, which lit up, illuminated everyone's face, had a different look.

"Er... Ah!"

Meng nianchuan suddenly moved his body. It seemed that he couldn't bear some kind of pain. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to touch the wound on his leg. Yan Yi held it fast and said, "brother forget Chuan, don't touch it!"

"It hurts... It hurts!" Meng is just unconsciously repeating these words, and Yan Yi has to hold his hand. "I know, I know..."

even if he, Jiang chenbi and other practitioners of Taoism, have suffered such a heavy injury, I'm afraid they will die and die in pain, let alone Meng nianchuan, a doctor who has no strength to bind a chicken?

Yan Yi has no other choice but to support Meng to cross a pulse of true Qi for Meng forget Chuan.After three weeks, he was sweating and panting.

"Where is this

"Master doctor, are you awake?" Sikong Ling Daxi, watching Meng forget Chuan slowly open his eyes, "elder brother Yan, he is awake!"

A huge stone in Yan Yi's heart finally fell to the ground. If he could wake up, he must be a little more optimistic than he was in a coma, which showed that Meng forgetchuan had survived. He bent down and helped him up.

"Strange... Or in Lingshan?" Meng engchuan murmured to himself. After a look at Yan Yi, he saw that there was no place in the man's body that he was not in a mess, so he understood that "sure enough... It's still in Lingshan. I thought I was on the huangquan road."

With Yan Yi's support, he sat up and suddenly felt something wrong, "where's my... Leg?"

Yan Yi dodged his eyes and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

What should I say? It is said that Jiang chenbi's evil spirit broke through the temple for a while, and they all fell down the cliff along the waterfall. He happened to be a bit unlucky and hit the rock?

Or is it that he lost his skills and failed to hold Meng's hand at that moment?

It's him. He was the one who didn't have time to save, and it was he who hit the rock.

"Forget Chuan brother," Jiang chenbi slowly came over and squatted down with a trace of sadness on his white face, "your leg was pierced by that mountain cave, and you lost too much blood and fainted. I have no choice but to seal the acupoint for you temporarily... Otherwise, it will be very painful."

Meng's face gradually solidified, "what do you say... You cheat me, girl, don't make such a joke."

Si Kong Ling and Yan Yi turn their heads away. Jiang chenbi licks his lips and says without hesitation, "I'm not lying to you. You can see for yourself."

Meng's hand reached out in disbelief and touched the clothes soaked with blood. However, no matter how he groped, he could not feel a trace of it.

It's like touching the trunk that doesn't belong to you, as if touching a piece of dead wood.

"No way."

"Impossible..."

Meng engchuan suddenly lifted the hem of his robe, which was the layers of white gauze wrapped up by Jiang chenbi. He tore a corner and wanted to take a look at it. "Impossible!"

"Forget Chuan, don't do this!" Yan Yi had to grab his wrist and talk back and forth between his lips and teeth, but he couldn't say anything, "don't...

" let go! " Meng seemed to be a stubborn child who had to see his own wound. He was so anxious that he overtook Yan Yi, who was so weak that he threw it to one side. Seeing the situation, Si Kongling immediately came forward and hugged Meng, saying, "master, you can't do it!"

The three of them are in a mess. They are holding on. Jiang chenbi is biting her lower lip and watching all this.

Until Meng engchuan is finally exhausted, Yan Yi and Si Kong Ling still dare not let go, for fear that he will not pay attention to touch the legs again. However, just that struggle, had already let just coagulate the wound to crack again, the blood slowly spilled from the white silk, shocking.

Meng's eyes were fixed on the gauze which was gradually soaked with blood, and his face was covered with frost.

Blood, clearly is his blood in the slow flow, a wisp of out of the body, he did not feel.

Not even a little bit of pain.

Death spreads among the people until Meng forgets Chuan and looks in a certain direction.

"Yan Yi, do it."

Yan Yi was suddenly called his name in a trance, and his face was stunned, "start? What are you doing? "

Meng Yichuan closed his eyes and sighed.

"Kill me."