However, fortunately, Zhao Qiang is not an impatient person. Although the situation in his body is very bad, and the injuries in many places are very serious, he can be cured after taking some time. After all, he is also a doctor.

However, what makes Zhao Qiang most gloomy is the cyclone in his body. Although the crack above the cyclone has been nourished by aura in the past three months, the cyclone has been damaged after all. Therefore, it is undoubtedly very difficult for him to choose another repair device later.

Zhao Qiang looked at the pill left by Suxin on the pillow and smiled. He never thought that the girl who should be at odds with him would care about himself so much. Even he remembered Suxin and helped her share most of the pain.

If Su Xin had not helped her share the pain at that time, even he could not resist the consequences of the totalitarian explosion under the strong pressure of pain.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qiang couldn't help but be afraid for a while. Looking at his pale face in the mirror, he felt a little disappointed. It seems that he had thought too simple about the situation in the demon world. He originally thought that after he entered the demon world, as long as he inquired about the mysterious group that captured Xiaobai, he would be able to save Xiaobai. Now it seems that he is undoubtedly naive.

The mysterious clan is not so simple at all. Zhao Qiang finally knows that the leader of the channeling Pavilion must be not simple, even what Xiaobai knows is not simple. He was destined to get involved in the muddy water of the demon world.

However, the most difficult thing to do now is to repair your qi and blood. If you don't repair the cyclone in time, you will never recover from the damage and impact caused by the cyclone in your body.

Zhao Qiang opened his mouth and smiled bitterly. "It's really TMD many years. I haven't been hurt so badly. After lying down for three months, my waist is almost useless."

After a sigh, Zhao Qiang wrapped the aura in his body again with the power of his soul, and slowly swam around the major meridians. With the light golden light, he attached to the meridians. Those broken meridians were like regenerated cells, slightly opened their molecular cells, and then slowly combined and reborn.

And this process is undoubtedly long. In the slow repair, the time is one month at a time. In this February, the wanted notices in the demon world were widely circulated, but the mysterious group chasing Zhao Qiang did not reappear.

But Zhao Qiang has become an alien that everyone knows. After all, there are few human beings in the demon world. Even if there are, it is inevitable to escape being chased and killed. However, Zhao Qiang was not killed. Instead, the three families in the demon world issued wanted notices for him, which made everyone realize that Zhao Qiang's is not simple. Some people worry that Zhao Qiang is human and is unfavorable to the demon world. Some people worry about Zhao Qiang after receiving the wanted notice, but this is all later.

A month later, Zhao Qiang's body is finally active. Although he takes action now, it will still bring a faint sense of pain on his body. However, it is much better than the state that he couldn't move four months ago. Zhao Qiang raised his hand slightly, he can feel a burst of tearing and cracking pain from the skin, but he can still bear it.

Zhao Qiang clenched his teeth and let his sweat wet his forehead, feeling the sound between bones. Zhao Qiang twisted and moved his body slightly and said with emotion, "I'll go. I can finally move."

After his body moved slightly, Zhao Qiang adjusted his state. Then he frowned and fell into meditation. After thinking for about half an hour, Zhao Qiang's frown stretched out. Then his palm waved suddenly, and the smell of fire appeared in his palm. Zhao Qiang once again took out dozens of herbs from the space ring. These herbs were previously brought out from Wanshou mountain, and many of them are treasures in the valley of Lifeng.

After looking at the bottle left by Suxin, Zhao Qiang raises his mouth. Most of the pills left by Suxin are pills that nourish the cyclone. However, these pills have little effect on Zhao Qiang. After all, his cyclone has been damaged and created cracks. If the cracks cannot be repaired, Zhao Qiang's cultivation speed will not only be greatly reduced, In fact, the force will also pass slowly with the cracks in the car, which is equal to white cultivation.

After he placed all the herbs, Zhao Qiang gasped and breathed slightly. Every action on his body would bring pain, so his action became particularly slow. Even if he acted so slowly, Zhao Qiang was still soaked with sweat.

After sitting down and breathing for a long time, Zhao Qiang gathered the breath of fire in his palm, and then took out the tampering mortar. Each medicinal material is put into the palm with the smell of fire, condensed into pure and rich liquid medicine, and dropped into the tamping mortar.

At this time, Zhao Qiang's spirit is still not enough to support it to refine so many medicinal materials. Therefore, Zhao Qiang rested for half an hour every time he refined a medicinal material.

After refining the needed medicine street, Zhao Qiang picked up the tamping pestle. At this time, each tapping of his arm will bring severe pain, but Zhao Qiang can't care about that in order to heal his wounds.

Suffering from severe pain, he waved the pestle and felt the pure and strong smell of medicine coming from the mortar. Zhao Qiang was slightly relieved.

Zhao Qiang, who has been nearly four months without any activities, is sweating even when he does these small things.

However, in the past two hours, Zhao Qiang's physical strength was not enough. He gasped and breathed. Then he looked into the tampering mortar. He felt a weak feeling from the soul in the rich and pure night. Zhao Qiang suddenly clenched his teeth, immediately shook his teeth, and condensed the breath of fire again. However, the breath of fire condensed this time was stronger than the previously condensed breath of fire.

After all, it is necessary to integrate the power of all medicinal materials, and the control requirements for the smell of fire are higher. With the smell of fire coming out, Zhao Qiang's face is pale again, and the whole person's breath is weak again.

However, at this time, Zhao Qiang couldn't care so much. At present, he focused on the smell of fire in his palm, and then inhaled the medicinal juice in the tampering mortar into the palm.

With the brewing of the smell of fire, the pure power of dozens of medicinal materials in the palm is slowly condensing, and this process is undoubtedly very long. Zhao Qiang can hardly hold his body and wants to tremble, but he grits his teeth again and again