The strongest animal trainer in the universe

At night, the interior of the Imperial Army base was quiet.

Soldiers with strict work and rest rules seem to be used to restraining themselves with strict military discipline anytime and anywhere.

Cold and hard fortifications.

The seemingly indestructible Imperial Army actually didn't spend too much money to build the so-called impregnable.

If the base of the Imperial Army is actually simple in structure and full of loopholes...

I'm afraid no one will believe it.

The imperial army has always given everyone an almost perfect impression.

Because of this, even He Jiu who knew why Fuqiu had a chance to escape from the Imperial Army...

Walking in such a quiet base, he couldn't help wondering whether the truth he knew was the truth.

After all, the silent Imperial Army also seems to have a very solid feeling...

"lady……"

He Jiu put on that little cloak again in the already deep cold weather.

The white velvet stuck to his ear, He Jiu turned his face to see the person who stopped him.

"Li Xian?..."

He Jiu blinked, watching Li Xian trotting all the way.

"Madam... I received a message from the general saying that you are coming to visit the Zhan staff, and I am here to guide you."

Li Xian saluted He Jiu with an unambiguous military salute in the cool moonlight.

"En. Please make another trip."

He Jiu's expression also looked very calm, and he didn't seem to be anxious or sad because of Zhan Baili's serious injury.

Li Xian's mind turned several times, and he didn't quite understand the relationship between the general's wife and Zhan's staff.

Because if He Jiu really has a deep relationship with Zhan Baili, but Fan Fan has heard about Zhan Baili's deeds.

Even if it's not heartbroken, it should be touching.

On the other hand, He Jiu, who has always been full of emotions, is going to visit the dying hero on the hospital bed at this moment...

But it is still such a frosty appearance.

Li Xian and He Jiu had very little acquaintance.

After careful calculation, except for the fact that He Jiu submitted all kinds of applications when he first met He Jiu...

Really had nothing to do with this lady.

Li Xian wondered that He Jiu's emotions were too ordinary, but He Jiu was holding his hands expressionlessly, and what he was thinking in his heart was not how sad Zhan Baili's suffering...

And after seeing Zhan Baili for a while, how should he stimulate the power of immortality to help restore Zhan Baili's healing effect.

I thought about how I could heal in stages as the high priest said.

But I was worried that I was just a novice after all...

Although he is blessed with a mighty power like a river to rely on, but when it comes to He Jiu using the power of longevity to save people...

Really inexperienced, especially every time He Jiu saves people and focuses his power on others...

Often once it starts, there will be a tendency to be led by the nose by the other party.

Although in the body of the high priest, Hui Zui, He Jiu also tried his hand at the sword.

But whether it is the high priest or the leader, these two people still have their own will, and they are not considered to be on the verge of death.

Feeling uneasy, He Jiu followed Li Xian to Zhan Baili's ward.

Opening the door, looking at Zhan Baili lying lifeless on the hospital bed...

Where He Jiu stands, he can't tell what it feels like...

He has seen the powerful Queen Zhan before, and he has also experienced the stubborn Teacher Zhan...

Before he and Hui Zui fell in love with each other, Zhan Baili should actually give He Jiu more care and attention.

Recalling inadvertently, He Jiu looked at Zhan Baili's face that was so pale that it was almost dead...

In He Jiu's mind, there were so many memories of Zhan Baili.

In the days that were filled to the brim, if He Jiu's memories were forgettable, he had forgotten even a rough impression.

But Champbury is special.

"Zhan Baili... is actually my first real teacher."

He Jiu picked up Zhan Baili's glasses on the table, with some cracked lenses and a frame with a broken foot...

Looking at the incomplete glasses, for some reason, He Jiu's mind unconsciously appeared when he was in Di Silian...

That smiling and gentle Chambray.

A white shirt, black hair stained with sea water, and the hem of the clothes.

Zanbury without glasses...

In He Jiu's memory, Zhan Baili rarely wore glasses.

But now lying on the bed, without glasses and military uniform...

It was only one step away from completely turning into a corpse that no longer had any temperature.

Closing his eyes, He Jiu took a deep breath.

"Doctor Maud? . . . can you go out for a while? I want to be alone with him for a while . . . "

Maud looked at He Jiu's back with a strange expression...

Although Maude really didn't understand what the airborne lady wanted to say to a 'dead man'...

But Zhan Baili already looked like this, even if the two of them might have something, it wouldn't matter.

Maud frowned and quietly walked out of the ward.

An extremely slight beep sounded regularly.

He Jiu opened his eyes and looked at Zhan Baili closely again.

"Anyway, you shouldn't have died so young..."

He Jiu murmured softly, and stretched out his hand hidden under the cloak to hold Zhan Baili's.

The coldness in the hand and the flesh that has collapsed.

Without a doctor's explanation, He Jiu can understand why Zhan Baili is no different from death...

Nodding slightly, He Jiu held Zhan Baili's hand with both hands.

Focusing on Zhan Baili, He Jiu's heart beat faster and he only hoped that there would be no mistakes in his next actions.

The pale green light veins, warm and cool like streams, directly conveyed to Zhan Baili along He Jiu's hand.

Trying his best to control the turbulent power in his body, the fine sweat on He Jiu's forehead slowly seeped out.

Because of the need to suppress the power, at the same time, the power of longevity must be poured into Zhan Baili's almost completely necrotic meridians.

He Jiu's hands, which were not warm at first, began to heat up slowly.

The power of immortality, which was originally like a cool stream, gradually turned into a warm spring with He Jiu's own restraint and suppression.

He Jiu could almost feel the gurgling spring in Zhan Baili's veins from Zhan Baili's hand...

Vitality entered Zhan Baili's body from He Jiu's hand.

Looking at Zhan Baili's deeply sunken eye sockets, it seems that there is also a slight change.

Because of this back-and-forth healing battle, He Jiu couldn't stop shaking from sweating profusely to being drenched with sweat, and even holding Zhan Baili's hands.

After He Jiu felt that he had almost reached his limit, he finally tried his best to control his frivolous and trembling hands and put Zhan Baili's hand back to his side.

"……call……"

He Jiu leaned on the edge of the bed with both hands, bent over to control his beating heart when he was dizzy, and let out a soft breath.

Quietly, He Jiu used the power of immortality to save his very important friend.

With a smile on his lips, He Jiu panted lightly while shaking his head.

It always feels like he is destined to meet the vice-principal, inherit the power of immortality, and then come to save Zhan Baili...

There are always some coincidences in this world that hardly seem like a coincidence.

He Jiu stood beside Zhan Baili's hospital bed for a long time.

And he kept guarding outside the door all the time, but he couldn't figure out why He Jiu had to face a dying person for such a long time.

Maude looked at He Jiu standing beside Chambly's bed through the blurred glass.

It seems that he is holding Zhan Baili's hand, and he can't see his face, so he doesn't know if... He Jiu is confiding his heart to Zhan Baili.

"Tsk..."

Maud looked at it irritably for a while, then turned away and stopped looking.

Instead, he stared at Li Xian with an innocent face.

Li Xian curled his lips, and Maude naturally wanted to see both.

Although Maude has superb medical skills.

Even people like Zhan Baili, who are bound to be unstoppable in the hands of ordinary doctors, can be cured so far.

But speaking of it, Maude, who can't cure his illness and has a particularly big temper, can sometimes be as scary as a general with a cold face and a silent face.

"Click!"

Just when Mo De and Li Xian were still staring at each other, He Jiu opened the door and walked out with a normal expression.

"lady……"

Li Xian stood in front of He Jiu in two steps and three steps.

He Jiu nodded towards Mo De, then looked at Li Xiancai and spoke softly.

"gone back."

He Jiu, who has always been active and active, has also learned Hui Hui's most cherished words like gold.

In fact, if He Jiufan had a little extra strength now.

Maybe he would say a few words to Maude who was still in a strange mood with a straight smile, and completely dispel Maud's unrealistic guesses.

However, it was the first time that He Jiu had been so engrossed in learning how to use the power of longevity.

In addition to He Jiu's injury, there is no good reason.

For Zhan Baili, He Jiu was exhausted and no longer had the heart to look at other people's faces or guess their thoughts.

In the middle of the night, He Jiu walked not far from the gate of the Imperial Army and turned to look at a floor somewhere in the base.

On the lower floors, the lights in other windows were all extinguished.

But only that one...

Stopping in place, He Jiu took two steps towards the building but stopped again...

"..."

Without saying a word, He Jiu turned around and continued his footsteps to leave the Imperial Army base.

Back at the mansion at night, He Jiu's face was already panicked as soon as he entered the door.

Poor He Jiukong has the power of immortality, but it is completely useless for him to be able to bring the dead back to life and save others.

But fortunately, He Jiu itself has the nourishment of the source of life, so although he can't use his ability to save himself, he is better than ordinary people.

He Jiu's self-healing ability is also unparalleled in the world.

It's just this so-called god-given healing ability...

recent……

It also seems that because He Jiu has always been too reluctant, the effect is not as amazing as before.

"Lore, bring me the soup."

Let Luo Er prepare the tonic soup early in the morning, and only a few priests standing next to He Jiu know what's in it.

The steaming soup was placed in front of He Jiu.

I deliberately chose the day when I couldn't get back in time to prepare for all this.

Lifting his head and slowly drinking the tonic soup, He Jiu, whose hands and feet were cold, suddenly felt his limbs and bones warmed.

After drinking the soup, He Jiu's complexion obviously improved a lot.

Sighing comfortably, he smiled at Lore and the others...

He Jiucai regained the activity he should have, stretched his legs and got ready to sleep to meet tomorrow's challenge.