His head exploded, and the vitality in Li Erbai's body quickly disappeared. The light of the Qiankun Sword that had entered Wutan's body also dimmed, and the power of the imperial army receded like a tide.
Glancing at Li Erbai's headless corpse out of the corner of his eye, Wutan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he was overwhelmed by the feeling of faintness and pain that he was unable to resist. It was like a torrent that instantly overwhelmed his entire body and mind. His face was distorted, his eyes gradually closed, and he fainted.
Until the last wisp of the power of the Qiankun Sword completely dissipated between heaven and earth, the unconscious Wutan hugged the body without heartbeat and breathing, and they both fell to the ground with a bang.
"Little Emperor..."
The moment Wutan fell to the ground, the little guy suddenly woke up from his angry state, hurriedly landed on the ground, and waved his claws. The headless corpse that was pressing on Wutan suddenly flew out and exploded in the air. The body parts and arms flew everywhere, including a blood-stained mustard bag.
But the little guy now was not in the mood to care. He stared at Wutan's horrible injuries. He felt an inexplicable pain in his heart and tears flowed out again.
Shenxi's figure flashed and came to the side of the little guy. Seeing Wutan's injuries, he frowned. Without saying a word, he took out a green royal medicine from the mustard bag and ordered: "Little guy, quickly give this life-extending grass to Wutan to take."
The little fellow didn't hesitate or express gratitude. He directly snatched the life-extending grass from Shenxi's hand, spread open Wujitian's lips, and stuffed it in. Then, he grabbed the hilt of the Qiankun sword and pulled it out with a "puff". Immediately, a stream of hot blood spurted out from the wound!
The life-extending grass soon exerted its miraculous effect. Vigorous vitality gushed out from the body, nourishing every inch of skin and quickly repairing the half of the body that was torn by the Qiankun Sword.
"not enough!"
The little fellow gritted his teeth and waved his little claws, and a fiery red ferocious beast appeared, but it had no breath. This was the corpse of the Beast God, which had been kept in the little fellow's treasure house. There was no sign of decay on the body, and it was exactly the same as it was when it had just passed away.
"Beast God!"
Shen Xi exclaimed in surprise. As the young master of Tianyang Sect, he had naturally heard of the Beast God and Beast Emperor of Yan Sect. He remembered that his master once told him that if the Beast God and Beast Emperor did not die, the Yan Sect would always stand in Qinglong Continent and would not be destroyed.
"What a terrifying beast!"
Gou Yaolong and the others were shocked. They were not from Qinglong Continent and naturally had never heard of the existence of the Beast God and the Beast King. At this moment, the Beast God's body did not release any breath at all, but when they saw the dead beast in front of them, they all felt a fear from the depths of their souls.
"Get lost, you and your whole family are the evil beasts!"
The little fellow's eyes were red as he glared at Gou Yaolong and the others. The Beast God and the Beast King held the same status in his heart as his father and mother. Even Wutan had been warned by him when he wanted to get involved, let alone a few outsiders.
Gou Yaolong and the others kept their mouths shut consciously. Wutan's serious injury and even near death had already made it extremely angry. If they provoked this shameless little beast further, who knows what crazy thing it might do.
"Little guy, you'd better save Wutan first. Although the life-extending grass is a good medicine, Wutan's injuries are too serious. If you don't find a solution, I'm afraid it will be very dangerous." Seeing that the situation was not good, Shenxi hurriedly advised.
Upon hearing this, the little fellow glared at Gou Yaolong and the others fiercely, then knelt down and kowtowed to the Beast God three times and nine times: "Old man, I didn't want to let your blood, but the life of the little emperor is at stake. I really can't think of any other way. I'm so sorry."
After saying this, the little fellow didn't hesitate any more. He waved his little claws, and a golden light flashed. A small cut immediately appeared on the skin of the divine beast. All of a sudden, a stream of bright red blood, accompanied by a faint fragrance, slowly flowed out from it.
Seeing this, the little fellow immediately took out a palm-sized jade bottle and filled it up without leaving a drop.
"The divinity of this blood is so amazing!" Murong Feichang exclaimed.
Gou Yaolong continued, "Moreover, the shameless little beast has a perverse personality and is lawless. He actually knelt down and kowtowed to it three times. How terrifying was its strength when it was alive? What is its relationship with the shameless little beast?"
Cang Zheng and Gu Guizi's eyes were also filled with surprise and doubt, and then they all looked towards Shenxi. Except for Wutan and the little guy, he was the only one from Qinglongzhou at the scene, so he must know the origin of this ferocious beast.
After a short silence, Shen Xi said, "I don't know much about the relationship between them, but I do know a little about the origin and strength of the Beast God and the Beast King. This story started more than a thousand years ago..."
On the other side, blood flowed like an arrow, filling the entire jade bottle in a short while. The little guy waved his claws, and the wound on the beast god's skin healed quickly, and then it was stored in the small treasure house in its body.
Then, the little fellow poured all the blood in the jade bottle into Wu Tian's mouth. Suddenly, a great energy surged through Wu Tian's body like a wave...
The Beast God has reached an extremely high level of cultivation. A drop of his blood is as valuable as any royal medicine. The essence of his divinity is as vast as the ocean. Wutan's lost vitality is increasing at a rapid rate, and the flesh and blood on the torn half of his body is also slowly regenerating.
“Even the three top sects in Qinglongzhou are so afraid of them. How powerful are the Beast Gods and Beast Kings!”
"The Beast God and the Beast King valued friendship and loyalty. For the sake of a promise, they protected the Yan Sect for more than a thousand years, but in the end it ended in tragedy. It is really a pity!"
When they learned about the deeds of the Beast God and the Beast King, Gou Yaolong and others were filled with emotion. How lucky it was to have these two loyal and righteous beings with terrifying strength guarding the sect in this world. It was something that many sects dreamed of. It was a pity that the Yan Sect did not cherish them and eventually went to destruction.
"It turns out that Wutan has experienced so many ups and downs. He was burdened with a blood feud when he was a teenager and had to deal with two first-rate sects. No wonder he achieved the name of White-haired Shura in Qinglongzhou," Gu Guizi sighed.
Gou Yaolong smiled bitterly: "When we were teenagers, we were almost all living in a carefree childhood, but he was already carrying a lot of hatred and wandering on the edge of life and death. No wonder, whether it is combat power, the way of prohibition, or mentality, they are countless times beyond ordinary people."
"Only people like this are worthy of being my Cang Zheng's opponent." Cang Zheng was still proud and arrogant, but it was undeniable that this was a recognition of Wutan.
Time passed slowly and half a month went by.
After half a month of repair, the scars on Wutan's skin have basically healed, leaving behind a lot of hideous and creepy scars, and his breathing and heartbeat have also stabilized. However, he is still in a coma and shows no signs of waking up.
The little guy has been worried sick for the past half month. He lives in fear every day, fearing that something might happen to Wu Tian.
Although they often bickered on weekdays, their relationship was closer than that of brothers, and anyone could see that. If something unexpected happened to Wu Tian, the little guy really didn't know what to do in the future.
Seeing that Wutan's injuries had gradually stabilized, the little guy finally breathed a sigh of relief. He clumsily wiped the dirt off his body, took out a set of clothes from Wutan's mustard seed bag, and put them on him.
But the speed was really unsatisfactory. It took almost a whole hour. The funny look made Shen Xi and others on the side couldn't help laughing.
"I'm so tired, I didn't expect changing clothes is so difficult. Fortunately, I don't wear clothes normally." After doing all this, the little guy couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his forehead. His heart was pounding, but his eyes were filled with a smile.
Then, with a grab of its little claws, a blood-stained mustard bag not far away shot over.
"There should be a lot of treasures in it, but this is what the little emperor exchanged his life for, and I can't take it for myself no matter what," muttered the little guy, who rarely showed any greed, and stuffed it directly into Wujitian's arms.
Only then did it twist up the Qiankun Sword and look at it carefully. The more it looked, the more satisfied it became. The more it looked, the brighter its eyes became, and before it knew it, its drool was all over the floor.
"Should I take it or not? If I take it, it seems I would be sorry for the little emperor, but if I don't take it, it seems I would be sorry for myself." The little fellow was hesitant and scratched his head, not knowing what to do with the sword.
"Forget it. The world is so big and there are so many treasures. I don't care about this one." The little guy made up his mind and put the Qiankun Sword next to Wutan, but his reluctant look made people shake their heads speechlessly.
Then, the little guy held his chin, looked at Wu Tian, and muttered to himself: "At this rate, I don't know when the little emperor will wake up. Do I have to think of some other way?"
After hesitating for a moment, he waved his little claws and a log emerged from his body, falling to the ground with a bang. It was filled with monkey wine. As for its origin, it was naturally something that he had forcibly looted from Wutan.
There was a flash of golden light, and with a snap, the log was immediately split in two, without spilling a drop of monkey wine.
An intoxicating aroma of wine instantly filled the entire space. Shenxi and the others were startled and looked at it in confusion. But when they saw the crystal clear, steaming divine liquid in the two logs, their eyes all burst into brilliant light!
"What a waste!" The little guy muttered, and waved his little paw. A golden light burst out, lifted up Wutan's body, and gently placed it into half a log.
Suddenly, the 101 meridians in Wu Tian's body opened up autonomously, like a dry desert, madly swallowing up the divine essence in the divine liquid.
"Fuck, what a waste of resources!"
Seeing this, Shen Xi and the others couldn't help but swear. Half a log of monkey wine weighed several hundred kilograms. If it was auctioned, it would definitely fetch an astronomical figure. But now it has become Wutan's bathing water
Several people now have the urge to beat up the little guy, cursing him in their hearts, "prodigal son, idiot, scum..."
The little fellow glanced at the few people, grinned, and said with a chuckle, "You guys, today Grandpa Frog is merciful and has the remaining half log of monkey wine for you. Take it and share it!"
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