Chapter 175

Far away, Mo Chen smelled the smell of blood.

At this time, he hated his extraordinary sense of smell. So much blood

Mo Chen's figure flashed over several courtyards in an instant. There were a series of messy footprints on the snow steps in front of the hall. It was the end of a strong arrow to carry a person on his back. At the moment when he saw Mo Chen's figure, he had been holding on to that breath. Linglong fell forward and tumbled on the snow with the man on his back.

Mo Chen or slow a step, when he arrived near, Linglong mouth is blood foam, vaguely said: "save him Elder martial brother... "

Mo Chen holds the hand that she extends over and slowly crosses Zhenyuan. The other hand turns Zhai Wenhui over.

The body under the hand was still warm, but the eyes were blank, the chest did not rise and fall, and there was no breath between the mouth and nose.

Jiang Fan ran out from one side of the courtyard door in a hurry. His short cloak was lifted from his body by the strong wind, and he couldn't care about it.

"Elder martial brother?"

Mo Chen raised his head, but the blood red luster flashed through his dark eyes. Jiang Fan was startled by the two people on the ground, but he didn't notice the difference.

"Take Linglong back to the house, and take the water to her first."

He said a word, and Jiang Fan responded. Seeing Mo Chen holding Zhai Wenhui still, he felt an inexplicable panic like a rope around his neck, tightening more and more tightly.

Zhai Wenlong will hurt her more than that.

Linglong's consciousness is dim. Looking at Zhai Wenhui's lifeless drooping arm, she opens her mouth. Her throat is full of salty smell, and there is no sound.

She still remembers that when he was on her back just now, the sticky blood flowed out of his body and ran into her neck. First, it was hot, and it became cold when it was blown by the north wind

She is struggling as if she is awake. Her injury is not in the way. She should first rescue Zhai Wenhui

He's protecting her. He's hurt so much.

According to elder martial brother Jiang Fanyi, he took out the secret pill and melted it with water. He wanted to feed it to Linglong. As soon as he took a small mouthful of it, Linglong coughed up blood foam and even vomited out the medicine juice.

Jiang Fan was anxious and distressed.

This medicine is rare. If you waste a drop, you will lose one part of its strength.

What's more urgent is that Linglong's injury is so heavy that even the medicine can't be poured down. How to do?

Fortunately, after the second feeding medicine, Linglong did not vomit out again.

Jiang Fan just a little relieved, according to the elder martial brother said, slowly for her to transport Zhenyuan.

Linglong's accomplishments are higher than him, which Jiang Fan always knew. When they were fighting each other, he lost ten times. Of course, there are reasons why he doesn't dare to do his best, but Linglong does have more talent than him and is better than him.

But now she was seriously injured in her meridians, and Zhenyuan was hardly alive.

Who on earth did they meet? How could I have been hurt so badly?

The exquisite hair is scattered to hang down, the face has no blood color. A panic suddenly arose in Jiang Fan's heart.

What he knows is exquisite and lively. In his memory, he had never seen such a weak and thin exquisite.

She Will she die?

Like younger martial brother Yu, suddenly there was no sound.

Jiang Fan felt cold and hot in his hands, and he felt anxious. When you feel Linglong's real yuan echoing with him, you can take your hand away.

Jiang Fan was more nervous when he was dealing with the trauma of Linglong cuisine.

Although growing up from a small place, most of them look at each other's bare buttocks when they are children. But now that she has grown up, men and women are still different. When Jiang Fan bandages and applies medicine for her, she can't help but want to pin her head aside. But how can I apply the medicine when I turn my head? He can only let his eyes focus on the wound as much as possible, other places can only do as if not see.

But these injuries These injuries are too serious.

There are three or four serious injuries, including one on the back.

In addition to these, her right hand little finger, ring finger were cut off a section, see Jiang Fan eyebrow straight jump, really do not know what kind of people can hurt her to this.

I don't know when the sweat drips down, and my eyes are pricked by sweat.

Jiang Fan wiped sweat on his sleeve and went to the quiet room next door.

Zhai Wenhui was placed on the couch, and his clothes had been untied. Jiang Fan only looked at him, and his feet seemed to be tied up and could not go out again.

When they went out in the morning, Zhai Wenhui was still talking to him with hundreds of millions of regrets. What did he say? Jiang Fan did not know how to remember, but he still remembered that he said, "don't worry, elder martial brother Jiang. I will certainly persuade her not to cause trouble."

He seemed to say that he would come back earlier.

However, after a long time, Zhai Wenhui lay there motionless, and there was no intact skin on his body. The set of silver needles used by the master brother pierced into his vital points everywhere, lining the frightening wounds. There was a kind of unspeakable strangeness."Elder martial brother..." Jiang Fan's feet were heavy, and he moved to his bed step by step.

When he got close to him, he found that Zhai Wenhui's whole right arm had been twisted and deformed, and the broken bones and stubbles of Bai Sensen's bones were exposed from the flesh and blood. He could hardly stand still.

"Zhai, how is he?"

What he wants to ask is whether Zhai Wenhui will die.

However, the idea only flickered in his mind, and Jiang Fan rushed to get rid of the idea.

Mo Chen turned his head and took a look at him. Jiang Fan saw his face clearly and felt a heavy thump in his heart.

Mo Chen fixed his mind and whispered, "I don't know."

If you can make elder martial brother say such a thing, I'm afraid it's

Linglong's injury is so heavy that Zhai Wenhui will only be heavier than her.

Mo Chen has never seen such an injury.

Zhai Wenhui's breath is gone and his muscles and veins are broken. When Mo Chen tries to cure him, he realizes that there is another force in his body that is restless. At present, it is not appropriate for him to live or die.

Jiang Fan brought warm water to Zhai Wenhui's body. He added some medicine to the water for the treatment of trauma. He rolled up his sleeve and wiped off Zhai Wenhui's dirty blood.

As the bloodstain was wiped away, Jiang Fan saw the difference in his wound.

Generally injured people, blood should be bright red. However, the blood on Zhai Wenhui's wound was purple, some blackened and extremely sticky. Look at this situation, even if you don't apply the wound medicine to stop bleeding, the blood will not flow out again.

Jiang Fan's mouth was dry: "elder martial brother Is Zhai poisoned? "

Of course, Mo Chen can see it.

But there are thousands of poisons in the world. What kind of poison is Zhai Wenhui?

Mo Chen gave him all the antidote pills he knew and could use, but it didn't work on Zhai Wenhui.

"How's Linglong?"

"Life seems to be in order for the time being." Jiang Fan said in a low voice: "but the damage of meridians is serious. I don't know in the future..."

The damage of meridians is serious, and there is a great possibility of future trouble.

"Did she say anything?"

Jiang Fan shook his head, and his heart was choked with pain: "elder martial brother, I don't know who they were hurt by? Is it... "

Chen Jingzhi?

They didn't know many people in this city, and Chen Jingzhi was the only enemy.

But Chen Jingzhi himself does not have this ability. When he came to kill Xiaodong, although his accomplishments improved by leaps and bounds, he was not the opponent of elder martial sister Linglong.

Unless he has help

But Mo Chen couldn't give him an answer.

Only when Linglong or Zhai Wenhui wakes up can we know the answer from them.

Jiang Fan turned around several times in the room. His eyes were red, his hands clenched into fists, and his fingernails pricked the palms of his palms.

What's the matter? Who on earth is dealing with the return mountain?

One by one, they were injured and killed, but they didn't even know who they were.

However, the master was not in these two times.

"Well, I'll watch over Zhai. You go to Linglong to look after it." Mo Chen's calmness made Jiang Fan more stable.

Jiang Fan answered and shuffled away.

The man standing by the door made him stupefied: "younger martial brother?"

Mo Chen quickly turned his head, the man standing at the door had a white face, who was not Xiaodong?

"How did you get here? Is it not for you to stay in the house? "

"I I'm not sure. I heard something moving here, so I came to have a look... "

Xiaodong looked at Zhai Wenhui, who was still on the couch, and the situation was particularly strange and frightening: "Zhai senior brother, what's the matter with him?"

Zhai Wenhui's wounds were blackened, and the exposed wounds were like splashing on a person with a pen. The originally well behaved man now looks mottled and broken. It is just like that he has been chopped up and put together again.

Mo Chen takes his hand to let him in. Xiaodong is very obedient at this moment. Let go and sit.

"What about elder martial sister Linglong?"

"She's not very hurt. She's right next door."

Xiaodong took a deep breath and didn't ask any more: "senior brother, if there is anything I can do for you, please tell me."

"I want you to do something good."

Xiaodong is arranged by Mo Chen to pick up the medicine. He doesn't have a word of objection. He picks up many herbs given to him by his elder martial brother according to their portions. The ones that should be smashed and those that should be mixed should be mixed together according to the proportion. Jiang Fan came to do it with him in silence. The medicine mill rolled back and forth, making the herbs creak and creak.

Mo Chen closed his eyes and sat on one side, quickly recalling all the poisons he had heard and seen.

There was no poison like Zhai Wenhui.

Such an unusual poison is certainly not a common thing that can be found everywhere. If someone has such poison, why should it be used to deal with young people like Zhai?With something to do, Jiang Fan felt that he was hanging in the air, and his heart was a little more steady.

"This is only effective when it is crushed to the end..."

Xiao Dong answered, and added three more points to the strength of his hand, crushing the medicine rod into pieces.

The mixed gray powder is wrapped in paper and handed to Mo Chen to see him daub Zhai Wenhui.

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