Chapter 387

Qin Feng looked at the female disciple in his arms and slowly opened his eyes, with a faint smile on his face.

"You, you are leader Qin."

The female disciple said in a weak voice, looking at Qin Feng's eyes with a trace of loss.

Qin Feng nodded with a smile on his face. Seeing the girl slowly waking up, a big stone hung in his heart finally fell.

"I, how can I be here? I'm not by that big snake..."

The female disciple said, the remaining light in the corner of her eyes just caught a glimpse of the snake that had been cut open by Qin Feng. There was a fine light in her eyes, and the whole person was scared to wake up, and her face became a little flustered.

"Don't worry, the snake is dead."

Qin Feng quickly said.

When the female disciple heard this, she took a quiet look at the big snake. When she saw the big hole in his eyes, she was completely relieved.

At this time, she seemed to feel something again, looked at her left arm, but found that her whole left arm had disappeared, only a roll of white gauze with red blood.

The eyes of the female disciple dimmed in a moment.

"If you have arms, I will ask the leader of Xianhe sect to help you build an artificial limb with mechanism skill."

Qin Feng said that in the current situation of female disciples, he had only one way.

However, the female disciple still did not look better. She felt the empty sleeve on the left with her left arm.

"My accomplishments and decades of hard work are gone."

This time, Qin Feng is silent. He doesn't know what else he can say or how to answer.

From an ordinary person to a friar of wupinjing, this may have consumed all the youth of this girl. Maybe from the day when she was sensible, she gave up the childhood and joy that the ordinary people had, embarked on the road of martial arts, and worked hard for decades. It was not easy to have today's accomplishments. But now, all of this is like a dream Well, there's nothing left. Nothing.

"It's OK. I'm still alive. I've lost my accomplishments. I'll practice after the big deal. Compared with other people, I'm lucky enough."

At this time, the female disciple spoke again, said, looked up at Qin Feng, smiled at him, but his eyes were still slightly red and tears were all over his cheeks.

Qin Feng looks at the female disciple and smiles, but her eyes are red

……

"Cough"

in the main chamber of the tomb, with several coughs coming out, ye Ziheng slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

Looking at the ceiling with familiar eyes, ye Ziheng's face shows a trace of suspicion. He remembered that he had been caught by a cloud of black fog. The black fog grabbed his neck and tried to kill him. How could it suddenly disappear now? Is it just a dream he had?

Ye Ziheng thinks about it, and suddenly feels that his neck and shin are hard. He coughs a few times, and touches his neck and shin with his hand. But he is surprised to find that there is an obvious mark on his neck and shin!

What happened just now is not a dream! Thinking of this, ye Ziheng suddenly jumped up from the ground and looked around vigilantly for fear that the black fog would suddenly come back to attack him.

But it's strange that ye Ziheng was on guard for most of the time, and he didn't see anything different, just like what just happened was really just a dream.