After listening to Young Master’s words, the evildoers thought that if they were said, it must be another big battle, but now that most of the soldiers in the army are wounded, how can they withstand the attack of the army anymore, "then this What to do? If you want to fight hard, it must be the egg hitting the stone."
"Well, this is indeed, so this is the reason why everyone is discussing it together." Qing Zhan felt extremely distressed when he thought of this. He didn't know how to deal with the enemy to resolve this hard battle smartly. Everyone present was frowning. Lock, it seems that everyone has no good way for a while.
While he was thinking about it, he heard a soldier from outside the tent report, "Report to Young Master, Young Lord, that we have found the man named Wuluan."
When Jie Lan found Wuluan, she couldn't bear it and asked, "Where is he? How is he?"
The soldier was silent for a moment, then said: "I found it in the river. It should have been when he fell from the eagle and fell into the river. The subordinates have taken him back to the camp, but his heart has been hit hard. Now only a breath still exists. I know if I can still..."
Everyone was shocked when they heard it, and walked quickly out of the tent. When they saw Wuluan's clothes being carried on the stretcher were all wet, with long hair scattered all over his face, his exposed hands and feet were soaked white. His complexion was as bleak as ice and snow without a trace of blood, only his chest and abdomen were still slightly ups and downs, and it seemed that he was really hurt.
Qingzhan came closer, but saw that his chest seemed to be shot by something like a sword, and then he passed through his chest, and the wound was scorched. It seemed that it should be a firework arrow or something, but fortunately The arrow didn't hit the heart, so it could still retain its breath. Fortunately, it was hit by something like a firework arrow, causing the wound to be burned, so there was no bleeding and death. However, the wound seemed to be filled with evil spirits, and it was this evil spirit that prevented the wound from healing.
It seems that there is a providence in the dark, so that he is blessed to be alive.
Qing Zhan was about to transport his spiritual power to heal his wounds. Tan Qi thought that Shaojun would heal the wounds of a low-level servant, and he was a little out of status. He hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Young Master, save people like this. give it to me!"
Qing Zhan shook his head and looked at Chengfeng, "You can't, I'm afraid you have to let Chengfeng get rid of the evil spirit of his wounds before he can heal the wounds."
Chengfeng did not spare his own power to cure this person, but he clearly knew that his power of purification was actually the power of his own demon. The combination of the two powers could not get rid of the evil spirit of Wuluan at all. Chao Qingzhan sneered: "Could it be that you have forgotten my power? If you don't want him to die faster, I think I'd better not shoot."
Qing Zhan frowned, feeling a little embarrassed, but at this moment he heard a delicate voice from behind the crowd: "Let me try it, maybe it can purify the evil spirit in his body."
Everyone looked over, but saw that the person who was speaking was an unusually beautiful Ninglu. She stepped forward, looked at the evildoer, and quickly dropped her eyes again.
"Can you do it?" The evildoer asked softly.
Jie Lan and others had already seen Ninglu’s pure purifying power when they went to Ten Thousand Demon Valley to fetch medicinal herbs. They must be able to deal with the evil spirits in Wuluan’s body. Both Chengfeng and I have seen each other, so don't worry."