Chapter 815

The breeze is rising, blowing the sea.

The man standing on the bow clenched his fists and said word by word, "What's more, the injury he suffered is much more serious than that of the fifth brother."

There is still a period of time before they can reach the Xuanyuan family, but Han Bing actually took such a risk and lost his strength. Once they meet at that time, it will inevitably be a fierce battle. At that time, what strength does the Ghost Star Sect have to stop them? . Han Bing is seriously injured, and their strength will be greatly reduced.

The only thing I can think of is...

"Han Bing is paving the way for the girl Qingge."

When Yan Wu said these words, Zheng Zixu was completely stunned, his jaw couldn't close, it took him a long time to react and hesitantly said: "Brother, what did you say? Pave the way for Sister Tangyuan, who still needs him to come. Take care? We're enough!"

"Don't forget Han Bing's attitude towards girl Qingge, he never hurt girl Qingge, he just attacked you and me. He and girl Qingge seem to have known each other for a long time, even when they leave, look at Qingge. The girl's eyes are definitely not the feelings of ordinary friends." Yan Wu continued in a deep voice: "Apart from this, I can't think of any other reason to prove why he did this."

"Then why on earth did he do this. He made a sneak attack halfway through. Is this paving the way for Sister Tang Yuan?"

Even Ying Lingfei understood it, those murderous eyes closed slightly, and said coldly, "Waste your strength, and when you reach your destination, you will have no resistance."

"What?" Zheng Zixu was stunned for a moment, came to attack them, is it a good thing?

Nodding his head, Yan Wu stepped forward and said: "Yes, Han Bing injured himself, which is regarded as breaking the left and right arms of Ghost Star. The rest of Ma Yue and Xue Ji, can we still fight?"

On the bright side, Han Bing really fought them and hurt Mu Cangyun. But in this game, the loser was Han Bing. It will take at least a few months for his strength to recover. Even if he follows them to the Xuanyuan family, there is no more strength to stop him. The purpose of doing this is to let them enter the Xuanyuan family?

Han Bing, Han Bing, if you are a friend, even if you fall into hell, Yan Wu will pull you out. But why are you from the Ghost Star Sect? So defend Feng Qingge, but she has to be her enemy. If she knew, when you, your only friend, betrayed her, have you ever wondered if she could hold on to it?

Helplessly sighed, in the dark, there is an arrangement. Yan Wu seemed to have understood it. He flipped through the book in his hand and looked at what he wrote on it back then. Mu Cangyun would definitely kneel down for a year. He looked up at the bright moon on the sea and slowly closed the book. No matter what you do, he will always be behind you, pushing you forward.

On the icy shore, only the tattered fishing boats were parked. A black figure was lying on one of the fishing boats, coughing and panting constantly, looking at the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. The traces of bullets passing through are still there, but now, they are so dazzling.

The black shirt slid down, revealing his lean waist, but on his abdomen, the big hole that went through went straight into the lungs, all the internal organs were displaced, and even the stomach and intestines had been crushed. Mu Cangyun's last With a palm, I didn't intend to let him live, but ah...

"My heart is not with me, even if you smash my internal organs, you can still be reborn with the technique of the living dead." With a bitter smile, Han Bing's right hand trembled and placed it on his stomach, his fingers were already inserted into his own. Internal organs, holding those familiar internal organs, put them back to their original positions one by one.

The cold sweat on his forehead kept falling down, he clenched his teeth tightly, the blue veins on his arms burst out, forcibly moved all the displaced internal organs back, pressed one hand on his shoulder blade, and slammed it away, the sound of clicking Echoing in the cold sea, he slammed on the fishing boat soaked by the seawater.

The vision gradually blurred, looking at the ocean, very much like the high sea at the beginning.

"Qingge..." called in a low voice, the tall figure fell on the fishing boat, unconscious. The icy sea water slapped the tattered fishing boat, and the salty and wet sea water poured in. His injured wound, wrapped in black dead air, was repaired little by little.

There were a total of twenty-eight holes all over the body. At the end, Feng Qingge's hands trembled. Although these wounds were not deep, the death energy was sticking to the skin and was extremely painful. Seeing that Mu Cangyun was silent, her face was full of sweat, she wrapped the ice pick with star power and slowly pulled it out.

When she first started to pull it out, Mu Cangyun didn't tell her at all, she thought it was just like the others, and she could just stretch out her hand and pull it out. As a result, he used force forcibly, and Mu Cangyun screamed in pain. These dead qi are the roots of the ice pick. If you want to pull out the ice pick, you have to use your own star power to carefully separate the dead qi from the ice pick, so that you can take out the ice pick. The dead energy left behind can only be driven out by drugs, or forced out bit by bit by relying on its own star power.

"Fortunately, I won't be stupid again." Taking a breath, Mu Cangyun pressed his shoulders, thinking that Feng Qingge would pull out like a radish when he came up, he still has lingering fears, but he just said little. Just a word, this silly girl, just got started.

Cheeks flushed, Feng Qingge pouted and said, "I, am I inexperienced? Forget it, you should buy a painful lesson. Next time I see if you dare to be brave."

"Yes, yes, just treat me as a lesson. I won't take off my clothes in front of you next time." The wound on his back was still there, but there was no medicine, so Mu Cangyun could only give up and pick it up. clothes to wear.

"Om!" The things in his mind suddenly sank, and then the familiar light flew out and fell on Mu Cangyun. The countless fonts flashed before his eyes, and the prompting sound exploded in his mind. .

"The evil spirit enters the body, and the degree of injury is mild. Use the refined blood stasis pill, grind it into powder, apply it on the wound, and it will heal within three days."

Wait, evil spirits?

"Baleful Qi, also known as Death Qi, is the breath extracted from the body of the dead. It is accompanied by the dead all the year round, and it will also be affected. The solution method is the active ability and vitality of the drug."

Eh?

Seeing the golden light retracted, Feng Qingge hurriedly spread out her right hand. She was previously forced by Huo Huo Jue to learn to refine the second-order medicinal pill, which contained the refining blood stasis pill. However, the elixir she refined, under the influence of thunder and lightning, would have a higher class. Although it is second-order, it is actually comparable to third-order medicinal herbs. But what she didn't expect was that this thing could also help Mu Cangyun heal.