Dragon Fate of Shan Hai Ji

Miss Rabbit Spirit stared at him bewilderedly, and said with tears in her eyes, "It's him."

Le Yue murmured, "How could it be Luo Lingzhi..."

Zhao Yuan helped Le Yue to lift Luo Lingzhi up, and Le Yue unbuttoned his clothes. Luo Ling's body had just healed from the wounds of monsters in the Martial Arts Conference, and the marks were clear. It was a fresh wound, covered with a thick paste, obviously it was the herbal medicine made by Miss Rabbit Jing.Du Ruyuan bent down and took a closer look: "Now there is medicine on the wound, so it's hard to see, but judging from the location, it should be pierced by a sharp weapon."

Lin Qing said: "He is injured in his chest and back, he should not lie on his back, he should lie on his side."

Rabbit Jing lowered her head again: "I, I didn't take care of the injured, I'm sorry." Tears finally fell from her eyes, "I'm afraid he will die, is it because I didn't take good care of him, so he is going to die? "

Le Yue hurriedly comforted him: "No, no, if it wasn't for you, he might have died long ago. Don't worry, we won't let him die."

Lin Qing hummed: "Don't rush to promise, you don't know how to save him yet."

Du Ruyuan stroked his chin: "First of all, we must go to the city first, find an inn, settle in Shaoxia Luo, and then immediately invite a doctor."

How to get Luo Lingzhiyun into the city is a problem, and what to pay for the inn and consultation fees after entering the city is another problem.

He has a wound on his chest and a wound on his back, he can't carry it on his back, he can't carry it, the injury is very serious, and he has to be handled with care. Do you have to carry him into the city like this with his head up and his feet alone?Le Yue pondered and hesitated, and Lin Qing said: "I can use spells to bring him into the city in an instant. It's not so easy if the road is far away, but fortunately, it's very close to the town."

Then only the inn money and consultation fees are left...

Le Yue pondered and hesitated again, and Ying Ze, who also followed, leaned against the entrance of the cave with folded arms: "Why, boy, are you short of money? Do you want me to lend you?"

Le Yue suddenly raised his head, and said to Ying Ze forcefully, "Thank you, Your Highness Ying Long."

An hour later, Luo Lingzhi was lying peacefully on the softest bed in the best inn in Yongshou Town. Lin Qing took out a bottle of Qilin family's secret healing medicine and stuffed Luo Lingzhi with two pills. Le Yue took it With a bucket of warm water, he temporarily scrubbed Luo Lingzhi, and temporarily changed into his clean robes.

Lin Qing's pills were very effective. When Du Ruyuan led the best doctor in the city to arrive, Luo Ling's pulse, which had almost no pulse at first, was stable and his heartbeat was strong. The doctor yelled strangely.

Luo Lingzhi's injury was indeed caused by a sharp weapon piercing through his chest from behind. Fortunately, the assailant's head was a little bit off, so he didn't hurt his heart. The sharp weapon should be a double-edged long sword.

The doctor prescribed the medicine, and Le Yue asked worriedly, "Is this wounded life-threatening?"

The doctor hesitated for a while, and said: "This injury was originally a fatal injury, and it lasted for a few days. It is reasonable for this young man to have... But his pulse is stable, and it seems that the internal injury has healed, and only the flesh and the incision are still there. It is really strange, old man. I have been practicing medicine for many years, and I have never seen such a strange thing.”

Le Yue laughed dryly: "Well, it may be because this young man is the chief disciple of the famous Qingxuan sect. He has practiced Xuanfa since he was a child, and he is protected by magic."

The doctor sighed again and again: "The so-called Taoist art is really mysterious!"

After the doctor left, Le Yue greatly praised Lin Qing's elixir. Zhao Yuan lay beside Luo Ling's bed and looked at it. The dead gray on Luo Ling's face had faded, and his breathing was steady, as if he was sleeping peacefully.Zhao Yuan raised his paw to probe his breath: "If you give him another pill, will he wake up?"

Lin Qing clapped her hands and said, "Yes, it should be fine." Le Yue agreed, "Maybe even the trauma will heal together." Only Du Ruyuan said cautiously: "You can eat more food, but you should not take too much medicine. In case of overtreatment Are there any other problems?"

Lin Qing took out the medicine bottle from her waist pocket: "How is it possible? This medicine is made from a variety of rare medicinal materials in our Kunlun Mountains. At most, he can live another 200 years if he eats too much. I have other concerns." Le Yue took the medicine bottle from her hand, uncorked the bottle, poured out a pill, stuffed it into Luo Ling's mouth, and used his internal strength to help him swallow it.

Zhao Yuan held his breath, lying on the edge of the bed and watching without blinking, Luo Lingzhi's face gradually turned red, thin sweat leaked from his forehead, he suddenly coughed, and spit out a big mouthful of dark blood.

Le Yue and Zhao Yuan were in a hurry, Le Yue helped Luo Lingzhi up, Zhao Yuan quickly took a towel to wipe off the blood, Du Ruyuan said coolly from the side, "I said it would be overdone."

It turned out that Lin Qing was a fire unicorn, so the wound medicine specially prepared by the elders was warmer. Luo Lingzhi's seriously injured body was unbearable, causing internal fire to attack her heart.

Shang Jing poked his head out above Du Ruyuan's head, and said in a low voice, "It will be better to use the cold magic to smoothen his air a little bit."

Zhaoyuan knew the spell of Pianhan, so he immediately rolled up his cuffs, eager to try.Le Yue recalled the water mist it sprayed when he saw it for the first time, and the various spells he cast afterwards. He put his hand on its shoulder and said earnestly: "You'd better forget it."

Zhao Yuan groaned, with a disappointed expression on his face, bowed his head and walked to the side silently.

Lin Qing said: "Hey, don't let it try, we still know cold spells, maybe only the old dragon is left."

His Royal Highness Yinglong was eating supper at a nearby table, dipping a steamed dumpling into the chili sauce dish with his chopsticks, the old man obviously noticed the movement here, although he pretended not to care, but his posture of sitting upright and his appearance The expression on his face clearly expresses a sentence - "Come and ask me."

Lin Qing lowered her voice to the lowest level: "Don't you think he's even more unreliable?"

Luo Ling's breath was weak, and Le Yue was a little dazed.

Shang Jing shook his head: "You group of superficial youngsters, you have done more than you have done, this old man is really worried about the future."

It flashed a light above Du Ruyuan's head, moved to the bed in an instant, and slowly crawled to Luo Ling's chest, emitting a dark green light. Luo Lingzhi was shrouded in the light, his complexion gradually returned to normal, his breathing was smooth, and his eyelids suddenly slightly lightened. quiver...

Luo Lingzhi woke up.

Zhao Yuan squatted next to the small stove in the corner of the room, fanning the fire with a broken cattail fan. Luo Lingzhi's wound medicine was boiling on the stove.But Zhao Yuan felt that Luo Lingzhi didn't seem to need to drink this thing much.

Luo Lingzhi was sitting by the window talking to Le Yue, except that his face was a little pale, his behavior was the same as usual, it was hard to see that he was still a seriously injured patient who was only half-breathed last night.

If it hadn't been for its suggestion to give Luo Lingzhi another medicine, Luo Lingzhi might not even have that pale complexion. A sense of guilt surged in Zhao Yuan's heart, and he continued to fan the flames with all his might.

Luo Lingzhi was thanking Le Yue: "Brother Yue, you saved my life twice, I don't know how to repay this kindness."

Le Yue said with a hearty smile: "No, brother Luo and I have actually been friends for many years, and it's just a matter of raising a finger. Maybe one day, I will need brother Luo's help, so there is no need to say thank you and other polite words." He turned around and asked what he had been wondering since yesterday, "Who on earth hurt Brother Luo like this?"

According to Miss Rabbit Spirit, Luo Lingzhi was obviously plotted against by someone, and there had been a scene of dispute before, which meant that the plotter Luo Lingzhi must have known each other, maybe very close.

Luo Lingzhi is a major disciple of the Qingxuan Sect. He has high martial arts skills and good spells. He has always treated others generously and gently. Who could have such a deep hatred against him and yet manage to make a move when Luo Lingzhi was defenseless?Also, Yongshou Town is hundreds of miles away from Qingxuan Sect, why did Luo Lingzhi come here?Luo Lingzhi raised his brows and gathered his expression: "Brother Yue, I was just about to tell you about this. You are also in Yongshou Town. Could it be that the head of Hejizi has already learned about the prince's refining of demons and asked you to come to inquire and stop it?" ?”

Le Yue was at a loss: "What is the prince refining medicine? What is it to inquire about?"

Luo Lingzhi frowned: "You don't even know about it? Then why do you..."

Le Yue scratched the back of his head: "Brother Luo, to be honest, after the crown prince set fire to the Qingshan sect, I was expelled from the school by the master. As for why and why I am here, it is a long story. It seems What you want to say is more important, so you should say it first."

Luo Lingzhi nodded and sighed: "The reason for this matter is still the magic weapon that the crown prince snatched from your Qingshan sect."

Le Yue sniggered in his heart, it seems that the crown prince is still holding that pickle jar as a treasure, but if he really took away Yingze's egg that day, Le Yue would be very willing.

Luo Lingzhi said: "Brother Yue, do you still remember the winter jasmine?"