The Secret Story of the Flower God of Douluo Continent

Seeing his pale face, Chen Xiao couldn't help but frown and said: "Your injury is also very serious. There is no telling what will happen. And now that the martial soul is broken, how can you help her?"

Yue Guan smiled calmly: "How will you know if you don't try? Even if you can't, you have to try."

Chenxiao wanted to say something more, but Zhao Zhen patted him on the shoulder and shook his head.

He hesitated for a moment and finally stepped aside: "Then you give it a try. If it doesn't work, we will pull you away in time. You are too weak. Once you are poisoned, it will be more serious than her."

Yue Guan nodded and sat behind Zhang Xitong.

He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "The property of being invulnerable to all poisons not only exists in the martial soul, but also flows in the blood." After that, he pulled out a small dagger from his waist and slashed it towards his arm.

Chen Xiao frowned and wanted to stop him again, but was still held back by Zhao Zhen.

"This is his choice. We can only prevent the danger as much as possible."

"Even if you are not buried with someone like this, you are exchanging one life for another," Chen Xiao said angrily, "Are you just watching?"

Zhao Zhen's tone was more firm than ever: "This is his choice."

Chenxiao said no more, but the beating veins on his forehead clearly showed that he was not at peace inside.

As the blade moved, blood burst out on Yue Guan's arm, and the bright red blood spurted out. It was condensed by his soul skills, and gradually condensed into a blood red pattern of strange velvet chrysanthemums, which was printed on the purple-black hair on Zhang Xitong's back. On the wound.

He did not stop, but continued to force out blood and continuously pumped it into her body.

With the inflow of blood with the scent of the strange velvet giant chrysanthemum, the poison of the Human-Faced Demon Spider was diluted a lot. Although it was not completely resolved, Zhang Xitong's state calmed down. With the ultimate fire of the Fire Phoenix, he could barely fight the poison. form a confrontation.

Not long after, the expected silver light finally fell, and an anxious Yuehua came with Mr. Mu.

As soon as it fell, Yuehua hurried towards Zhang Xitong. She could feel the seal she had set being broken open, but to her surprise, Zhang Xitong's condition was quite stable, not much worse than when she set the seal.

However, she quickly discovered Yue Guan's behavior and quickly ducked over, but was stopped by Mr. Mu who raised his hand.

"Let me do it."

A green whisk appeared out of thin air in Mr. Mu's hand. This was his martial spirit, Xiaoyao whisk.

The faint green light dispersed, and the weak Zhao Zhen and Chen Xiao stabilized their auras, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Mr. Mu's expression became serious. He carefully observed the situation and gently placed the fly whisk on Yue Guan's shoulder.

With the peaceful input of soul power and life force, Yue Guan's consciousness became clear again. Due to excessive blood loss, he had long since fallen into a semi-conscious state, and he was only holding on with willpower.

Mr. Mu's voice came into his mind: "End typing, don't interrupt immediately, do it step by step."

Yue Guan took a deep breath and began to reduce the blood input. With one last palm strike, the blood lines bloomed with light, suppressing the poison for a moment and disappearing completely at the same time.

After doing this, Yueguan finally fell into a coma. Such a huge amount of blood loss would have killed an ordinary person. Although his martial soul was broken, his physical strength was still there, and the growth of his trunk bones allowed him to persevere. .

Despite this, he was severely injured and fainted.

Xiaoyaofu's light continued to shine, but it did not wake him up. Instead, it sorted out the disordered meridians, allowing the soul power in his body to operate normally and recover on its own in his sleep.

Mu Lao's eyes fell on Zhang Xitong, Xiaoyaofu rested on her body again, the green light became more intense, forcing the poison in her body to flow along the breath.

"Cough cough!"

Zhang Xitong coughed up a mouthful of purple-black blood, and all the toxins in his body were finally eliminated.

Mr. Mu continued to treat them for a while, and even the wounds on his body were healing quickly. After ensuring that they were completely out of danger, he took back his martial spirit.

"Grandpa Mu, how are you?" Yuehua asked quickly.

Mr. Mu chuckled: "It's okay. Most of the poison that invaded the body has been weakened by Yue Guan's blood, and it is easier to remove than imagined. They are just over-consumed now, and Yue Guan has lost too much blood, but there is no danger now. Okay. Just let them have a good rest."

"Speaking of which, where is Chen Han? Logically speaking, he won't leave these little guys too far."

Yuehua said with some worry: "It's a little strange that they went deep into the forest. Could it be that someone deliberately interfered?"

"I think it may be the work of the Man-Faced Demon Spider. It may have sensed the aura of a powerful person not far away, so it used its invisibility ability to hide, silently releasing its soul power to guide them into the depths of the forest, and avoid you. protection of."

"You stay here, I'll look for Chen Han." After saying that, Mu Lao's figure disappeared into thin air.

……

The azure sword energy burst out, scattering the blood light. Chen Han stood with his hands behind his back, staring coldly at the figure not far away. The Silent Abyss Sword in his hand emitted a faint cold light, and the raging murderous intention was hidden in it.

"Jie Fu, did I say you were smart or stupid? Isn't one lesson enough?"

The forest seemed to be illuminated under the moonlight, and a sharp voice sounded in the darkness: "Chen Han, your old injury has relapsed, how long can you hold on? As long as I get rid of you, no one can stop me!"

"No one?" Chen Han smiled faintly, "Which elder in Changlin Pavilion can't kill you? You won't be able to succeed without me. Of course, this is all for later. Do you really think you can kill me? Who is it? Did it give you confidence?"

"Hmph!" Jie Fu snorted angrily, "If you don't have old injuries, I have no chance of winning, but as long as you fight for too long, the old injuries will cause your strength to be greatly reduced. As long as I keep dragging you, you will be nothing more than a trapped beast still fighting. "

"Not bad, not bad," Chen Han seemed to praise his wisdom, "but I think you overlooked something important."

"What's the matter?" Although Jie Fu said he didn't care, he didn't dare to be careless when facing Chen Han.

The awkwardness of the last fight was still fresh in his mind. The ninth soul skill versus the eighth soul skill, he was hit hard in an instant.

Therefore, he did not dare to push too hard. Once Chen Han broke out, it would not be easy for him to bear it.

The smile on Chen Han's face did not diminish: "Then I'm afraid I have to remind you that considering my ability to continue fighting seems a bit redundant. Because for me, just a moment is enough to kill you."

After saying that, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he brought the sword light like a rainbow across the sun and struck Jie Fu instantly.

Jie Fu's expression changed. Before the fight, the sharp sword energy gave him a strong sense of crisis.

The soul ring on his body flashed with light, and his body turned into a group of blood bats and flew away, avoiding the edge of the sword.