Magical Strategist

If you frequently use forbidden techniques such as the Six Realms of Soul, your body will be overloaded. But I don't have so many worries. Saving my brother's life is more important.

Seeing Piro's brows tightening, the golden fighting spirit surged instantly. In a race against time, Piluo no longer opens the six realms in sequence, but simply opens them all at once. The six realms of Dharma Soul place a heavy load on the body. In order to reduce the load, they generally need to be opened indirectly, that is, there should be at least three seconds between opening each realm. Opening it all at once like Piro is nothing more than playing tricks on your body. The sudden force in his body made Piro uncomfortable. He felt that every muscle in his body was tense, as if he was about to explode.

After a short adjustment, it felt a little better. He stretched out his hand and performed a healing spell. The pale yellow light shone on the real dragon's wound, and the torn flesh was slightly touched, and the blood on the wound slowly solidified.

"Here, the wound here is deeper, handsome Piro, hurry up!" Yinghuo pointed at the wound on the real dragon's thigh and said.

The blood on his back had solidified, and Piro moved his hand to the wound on the real dragon's thigh. The treatment process was quite slow. It took half an hour for these two wounds alone. There are a total of 11 scars on the real dragon's body, and it would take at least 5 hours to treat them all. However, no matter how powerful the magician is, it is impossible to maintain the Six Realms of Magic Soul for more than 2 hours continuously. Pillow could only treat the severely injured areas.

Two hours later, Piro was sweating profusely.

The five major injuries on the real dragon's body have been basically healed, and the bleeding has been stopped. However, the other 5 injuries have not yet been treated. There was really no other way, Piro could only adopt the most traditional method: wearing a bandage!

"It's all my fault. If he hadn't saved me, Er Shun would not have been injured like this. Brother Piluo, you must save him!" Feiya said.

If Piro was asked to kill someone, he could do it anytime and anywhere; if Piro was asked to save someone, and he was on the verge of life and death, Piro would be helpless. He said: "I have tried my best."

The real dragon didn't respond at all for several hours, and Feiya's tears fell again. She cried, "You must have something to do, right?"

"I'm not sure." Piro's eyes were slightly red, and he lowered his voice and said: "I have always regarded the real dragon as my younger brother. As long as I can save him, I am willing to risk my life."

If something unexpected happened to the real dragon, how should Piro explain to Zhenye and how to explain to Aude.

At this time, Zhenlong's fingers trembled slightly and his lips moved: "Hot...so hot..."

Feiya touched the real dragon's forehead, and it was so hot that Feiya retracted her hand. "So hot!"

Yinghuo's expression changed and she said, "Hurry up and take off the bandage!" After saying that, Bai drew out his dagger and started cutting neatly.

Piro stopped him: "How can we untie the wound before it's fixed? He can't bleed any more, otherwise he will really..."

"Look!" Yinghuo finally cut open the tightly trapped bandage, and saw that the wound was filled with pus. Yinghuo continued: "The teeth of the Nether Wolf are poisonous. If the poisonous water is not drained out quickly, he will die. It's faster, what are you doing in a daze? Quickly untie it!"

Piro realized something was wrong and immediately loosened the bandage on the real dragon.

The 11 wounds were covered with dark red abscesses, and vaguely oozing poisonous water.

"It's so hot! It hurts!" The current feeling was a hundred times more uncomfortable than the pain, and the real dragon couldn't help but groan.

"Er Shun, hold on." Feiya took Zhenlong's right hand and placed it on her thigh, then clasped his fingers tightly around his tiger's mouth.

Piro was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and kept saying: What should I do?

The teeth of the ghost wolf are poisonous, and this poison can paralyze the enemy's nervous system, ranging from coma to death. The real dragon now has 11 injuries that almost kill him, and the poisoning makes it even worse. I saw that the abscess in the wound quickly expanded. It was a small area at first, and now it became a large area.

"It hurts! Ugh..." The real dragon kept moaning.

At this time, Carter came back from hunting and saw that he was carrying rabbits in his hands and a fat sheep on his back. It could be said that he had returned with a full load. He soon realized that something was wrong. He put down his prey and ran to the real dragon. "What happened?"

Yinghuo replied: "He was bitten by the Nether Wolf and is now in danger."

Carter's heart skipped a beat and he said, "How could this happen?"

"Carter, think of a way to save him." Feiya had some hope for Carter.

Carter was deeply influenced by Pillow and focused on combat effectiveness while ignoring medical capabilities. He must be helpless.

If he is not sent to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible, the real dragon will not survive the next day. But now they were in the heart of Wilshamut Forest, an inaccessible place with no villages, no shops, let alone a hospital.

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, Yinghuo said: "It would be great if Doctor Green was here, he would definitely have a way. Hey, by the way, use Fishtail Grass and Panlongqi!"

"Herbal medicine?"

Yinghuo continued: "I had my period once and the pain was so painful that I almost died. Doctor Lu prescribed a medicine and I was fine immediately after taking it."

"Take a prescription for dysmenorrhea? Why are you talking nonsense?" Such an unreliable suggestion made Fiya furious.

Yinghuo continued to say disapprovingly: "Listen to what I have to say. Dr. Green once said: Hercules has the effect of activating blood circulation. It is widely distributed. As long as it is not too arid, you will see it in areas; and Panlong seven It can stop bleeding and remove blood stasis, reduce inflammation and relieve pain. July, August and September are the peak seasons for the birth of Pangasius. I am sure there must be a lot of fishtail grass and Pangasius in the forest of no return. Now the handsome guy from Lille is like this. If you use this There may still be a chance of survival if I try this prescription. If you think what I am saying is ridiculous, then just wait and collect the body of the handsome guy from Lille."

It seems to make some sense. Although Piro didn't know any medical skills, he could understand more or less. What Bai said is true. At present, it seems that he can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. "Bai, please go find the herbs quickly."

Yinghuo smiled and said: "Well, no problem, I don't want to see the handsome guy from Lier fall off, otherwise Sister Yue will definitely beat me to death!"

Feiya felt that she had to do something, and she said, "I'll go with you!"

Yinghuo didn't refuse, so the two women went into the jungle to collect herbs.

Piro has suffered a lot, and his brother must always keep an eye on him. Just when I was collecting firewood, the real dragon almost got burped. Now, two masters, Pillo and Carter, are in charge, hoping that these ghost wolves will not have the guts to come again.

Piro was extremely anxious and restless. He touched the real dragon's forehead from time to time, for fear that something might happen to his brother.

.........

Until evening, the two women collected a bag full of medicinal herbs.

Yinghuo cleans the herbs very neatly and then mashes them into powder. "Little Miss Feiya, please come over and help. Apply the medicine on handsome guy Lille's wound. Be gentle and don't squeeze the abscess."

Feiya is very good at learning, and her hands and feet are also very nimble. The two have a clear division of labor, Yinghuo is responsible for the upper body, and Feiya is responsible for the lower body. They serve the real dragon with meticulous care.