Sang Hua sat up and turned her back, unbuttoned her clothes, revealing a bloody wound under her snow-white jade neck, took a small jade bottle, squeezed out the blood from the wound, and applied medicine for herself.
"I said a lot to you that night, but I don't remember." Her ears were a little red.
In fact, she felt that she might not be able to escape that night, so she said a lot of stupid things to Qin Mu, some of which would make a boy blush, but she said it boldly, and Qin Mu couldn't hear it anyway.
Unexpectedly, she survived. She originally thought that she would never see Qin Mu again in this life. The crazy words of that night became a ray of other emotions in her memory. She never expected to meet that dark man again. The dark boy who listened to her.
Qin Mu looked up at the sun in the sky, resisted the urge to fly up into the sky to polish the sun evenly, stepped forward and circled in front of her, and stretched out his hand to help her apply the medicine. Sang Hua quickly covered her clothes: "Men and women give and receive No dear... "
Qin Mu hurriedly said: "I am a pharmacist, and I am going to help you with the medicine. Doctors are parents, and I will not change my mind."
Sang Hua recalled that he had said that he was a well-known pharmacist just now, so she felt relieved and watched him curiously apply the medicine for herself. As expected, she was skillful, and asked in confusion, "You are obviously very good at spelling, how can you still be proficient in it?" Medicine?"
Qin Mu observed the wound on her upper chest very carefully: "I have studied medicine for more than ten years, and the time for surgery and mathematics is shorter, only three years. Speaking of it, my medical skills are much better than surgery. "
"How long do you want to watch?" Sang Hua said angrily, raising her hands to gather up her clothes.
Qin Mu hurriedly stopped her, carefully took off her clothes to her shoulders, and said, "Healers are parents. Well, your skin is very fair, and your shoulders are very round...don't move!"
He frowned slightly. Sanghua's wound was left by a master of the demon clan. The wound carried the magic power and devil energy of the demon clan, corroding the flesh and vitality.
This kind of wound is difficult to stop bleeding, and it is also difficult to pull out the magic energy. The ointment that was applied to the wound just now had turned black, obviously because the medicinal power was infected by the magic energy.
Qin Mu squeezed out the ointment that turned black from Sanghua's wound, sniffed it, and shook his head.
This ointment is not symptomatic.
"It hurts! This ointment is an ointment for removing poison. After applying it, some demonic poison will be pulled out, and then the ointment needs to be changed."
Sang Hua cried out in pain, took out a few more bottles of ointment, and said, "This kind of wound needs to be applied more than ten times before the poison can be completely pulled out... Your eyes are always aiming randomly, I should apply the medicine myself!"
Qin Mu took out some medicinal materials from the gluttonous bag, and used his own alchemy method to refine the medicine, saying: "The devil's poison is not poison, but you are practicing the divine way skills, and the other party is practicing the magic way skills, and the vitality attribute conflicts, causing You think it is poison. The ointment you used is not an ointment for removing poison, but a variant of a panacea. It has not been refined to the best form, so it is in the form of a paste. This panacea is just blackened by demonic energy. , It’s a bit wasteful to use it to remove the magic energy.”
While speaking, an alchemy furnace composed of vitality appeared in the palm of his hand, and he directly made alchemy in the vitality, reversed water and fire, reconciled dragon and tiger, and various alchemy techniques changed, which dazzled Sanghua.
After a while, Qin Mu lost his vitality, and more than ten pills fell into the palm of his hand.
Qin Mu crushed one, smeared it on her wound, and said, "I am the Heavenly Saint Sect Leader in another world, and I am also known as the Heavenly Demon Sect Leader. They are all the appearance of the heart, from the heart to the skin. I still have some experience in treating wounds caused by demonic powers."
Soon, Sang Hua only felt the wound was cool, and the evil energy in the wound was completely pulled out, and the wound turned from cold to hot to itchy, which was a sign that the wound was beginning to heal.
"The injury healed so quickly? You just said that you are famous in your world?"
Sang Hua's eyes widened, she quietly grabbed the braid on the other side to cover the other half of her chest, and asked curiously, "How can a well-known pharmacist concoct an elixir to restrain evil energy so quickly?"
Qin Mu stuffed the rest of the elixir into her hands, and said with a blushing smile, "I was being modest just now, but I'm actually quite famous. I'm very famous in my world. You didn't realize that I was Modesty?"
He couldn't help but feel proud: "Many people can't hear it!"
Sang Hua wondered, "Aren't you going to apply the medicine for me?"
Qin Mu walked towards the others and helped them treat their injuries: "I just checked the injuries just now, you can do the dressing yourself, and there are others who need treatment."
Sang Hua put on her shirt, looked at his busy figure, and said in her heart: "He was indeed a doctor and his parents just now, and he had no other wrong thoughts. This man is a rare gentleman, but his eyes like to aim randomly..."
Qin Mu gave some rough treatment to the wounded supernatural beings on the altar. Looking down, there were countless supernatural beings and celestial demons lying under the altar and in the battlefield. Some people were carrying the wounded, and some were still dying. Mozu.
This vast battlefield is full of fireworks left by supernatural powers, burning chariots, fallen corpses, flags covered in flames, and spiritual soldiers thrusting obliquely.
Farther afield, the fighting continued.
This world is surprisingly cruel. Although Qin Mu has been in and out of the battlefield many times, the scene in front of him still shocks his heart.
"Medical skills cannot save the world."
Qin Mu shook his head. His medical skills could only save some people. It would take several months to heal all the wounded on the battlefield. In this world, there is a small battle every three days, and a big war every five days. He simply does not have the ability to heal everyone.
He looked up at the sky, where the irregular sun gradually dimmed and turned red.
These two suns should be fixed in the sky, they have not moved, and they will darken at a certain hour.
"The sun-making gods who built these two suns had a lot of ideas, but their skills in magic are not high..." Qin Mu withdrew his gaze, still feeling that the sun in the sky was a bit hot.
"It's so ugly! If I look at it any further, I won't be able to resist running over to fix it..." he thought to himself.
He walked slowly beside the altar, mobilized his vitality, activated the three elixir skills of the domineering body, and the spirit fetus and soul suddenly combined into the primordial spirit, and the spirit and body were one.
His primordial spirit stepped on the spiritual platform, unifying the heaven and earth, with the sun and the moon above his head, and the five luminaries across the sky. With a movement of vitality, it immediately reached all the limbs and bones, and each strand of hair fluttered gently, being infused with vitality.
Fighting on the battlefield this time allowed him to see the power of supernatural beings from another world. After experiencing life and death on the battlefield, his mentality also unconsciously changed subtly.
After the first battle with the First Ancestor Emperor, he had been in a state of depression for a while, and when he encountered a battle, he couldn't even hand out his own moves, and was scolded severely by the butcher.
It wasn't that he didn't dare to make moves, but that no matter what moves or supernatural powers he used, they were all wrong.
The reason why he was wrong was not only because his confidence was impacted by the First Ancestor Human Emperor, but also because he fought against the First Ancestor Human Emperor, which suddenly raised his vision to a height that he could not imagine before.
Standing at this height, looking down at the moves and supernatural powers I have learned before, all of them are full of flaws!
His vision is high, but his background is not enough to make him transform into the next level, so when he meets the enemy, he feels that no matter what moves he uses, he will be broken by the opponent, and he will die in the opponent's hands the next moment.
He regarded his opponent as the First Ancestor Emperor, so he had this illusion.
However, on the battlefield, Qin Mu didn't have time to think about these things at all. The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. He didn't care about whether there were any openings, so he used his moves to kill powerful enemies.
After this battle, Qin Mu suddenly felt that he was on the verge of a great transformation.
As long as you step over this threshold, there will be a blue sky and a grand avenue!
His whole body gradually became brighter and brighter, and the vitality circulated in his body, connecting the three sacred treasures of the spiritual fetus, Wuyao, and Liuhe. The light from the sun, moon and stars illuminated the divine treasures thoroughly, making him like a light man.
Even the gods and gods in his body were illuminated to reveal the portal of the gods.
And under the Liuhe Shenzang, a deep and dark portal is also looming, which is the portal connecting the Shenzang of Life and Death in Youdu.
Qin Mu walked in a leisurely manner. In Xiaoyujing, he observed the sacred treasure of Qin Chongming, the god-man of Xiaoyujing, and traveled for a long time in this god-man's sacred treasure.
From then on, he began to transform his own Shenzang, making up for his deficiencies.
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The vitality in his body vibrated, and bursts of dragon chant came out. The dragon energy lingered in and out of his body, tempering his body. Suddenly, Qin Mu's hands were knives, and he walked around the edge of the altar while drawing out the knives.
The wind is loud, the sword is falling like rain, and the night battle is full of wind and rain.
The great sun rises and jumps out of the sea, and the sun shines on the East China Sea with thousands of waves.
Dressed in gold with a wrong sword and white jade, shining through the window at night, the husband has not accomplished fifty achievements, and he takes care of the eight wastes alone with the sword.
After the hero is robbed, it is the wish of the people, all the way to smoke!
On this vast and bloody battlefield, the butcher's knife skills suddenly became vivid, reflecting the catastrophe of this world.
His saber technique became faster and faster, and suddenly the light of the saber dissipated, and the wind and rain, the sun, and the sea surface all disappeared. Qin Mu pointed at the sword together, his vitality oscillated and turned into a sword thread, gently picking and wiping slowly, the sword technique was extremely delicate, suddenly the sword technique became faster and faster, the long sword flew across the sky in the blink of an eye, dancing like a silver dragon over the altar.
Qin Mu walked with his sword on the altar, and the light of the sword chichi traversed the sky, getting faster and faster.
The calamity of Taihuangtian's world touched his heart, and he unconsciously released his emotions and feelings through his swordsmanship and his vitality!
The third form of the sword diagram, the emperor's robbery.
However, when the catastrophe erupted most violently, Qin Mu suddenly dissipated all the sword light, and suddenly tapped the center of his eyebrows with his sword finger. Sword Qi gathered in this finger.
He realized the kalpa.
Tribulation is a disaster, it is people struggling to survive in the disaster, it is looking for hope of life in hellish suffering, it is a hero like a butcher cutting out hope with a knife, it is a person like a village chief struggling to survive, it is also the people Struggling and sinking behind the heroes.
Flesh and bones.
He stabbed forward with two fingers, and the sword was like a rainbow, spanning ten miles in the sky.
The light of one and a half suns in the sky was completely dimmed, leaving only this sword light.
When the sword was thrust out, Qin Mu stood blankly on the altar. With this sword, he completely abandoned the village chief's sword plan. Suddenly, he felt that he had his own path.