Leng Shuang placed him in her room. As soon as she entered the room, Feng Jiu smelled a strong smell of blood in the air. She came to the bed and saw that Leng Hua's shirt had been taken off. He was half-lying down with his pale face slightly tilted outwards.
Looking at the long sword scar on his back, Fengjiu's eyes darkened slightly and she reached out to feel his pulse.
Leng Shuang, who was following beside him, could not hide her anxious worry in her eyes, and said, "Ahua's back wound is more serious, while the wounds on his front are just scratches. When I helped him in, the blood on his wounds had already coagulated, and no matter how much I called him, he would not wake up."
After Fengjiu took his pulse, her eyes fell on his feet. She saw that he had not taken off his boots yet, but his toes were bleeding and had several small holes worn out.
She reached into her sleeve, took out a brown pill with two fingers and put it into Leng Hua's mouth, then handed a bottle of medicine to Leng Shuang and said, "Take off his boots and clean the wound on his feet."
"yes."
Leng Shuang quickly took the medicine she handed over and carefully took off Leng Hua's boots. When she saw the feet that were worn and bleeding, she felt her eyes warm up and tears couldn't stop falling.
Seeing this, Feng Jiu said slowly, "The wound on his back is not shallow. Fortunately, his blood has coagulated the wound, otherwise, after walking from there to here for nearly four hours, his blood would have dried up long ago. As for the wound on his foot, it is only a superficial wound. After applying medicine, it will heal in two days. There will be no danger."
She is more worried about her adopted brother at the moment. Leng Hua is in a coma and she doesn't know what happened to him.
After hearing her words, Leng Shuang finally let go of the worry in her heart.
After bandaging her brother's wound, she realized that her master was no longer in the room. She got up and walked out. Seeing her standing in the yard, she asked, "Master, do you want me to go back and get some news?"
Feng Jiu shook her head: "No, let's wait for Leng Hua to wake up first. No one knows what happened last night better than him."
"Don't worry, Master. The young master will be fine."
"Yeah." She nodded and said, "Tell me when Leng Hua wakes up." Then she walked back to the room.
After entering the room, she flashed into the space, flipped her hand, and a pill appeared in her palm.
This is a pill that can help her improve her Xuan Qi cultivation, but since it is the first time she has developed it, she doesn't know how strong the effect is? Will there be other reactions? Therefore, she has developed it, but has not taken it yet.
The little fire phoenix in the space saw her staring at the pill in her hand, wondering what she was thinking, so she stepped forward with her short legs and asked in a soft and curious voice, "What's wrong?"
"I want to reach the peak of the martial artist realm." She held the pill in her hand and spoke in a deep voice.
When Little Fire Phoenix heard this, his eyes widened and he started scolding.
"You're crazy! You're only at the third level of the middle stage of the Xuanji realm of a martial artist. The higher your cultivation level, the faster you can advance. If you want to reach the peak stage, even with this space spirit palace, it will take you half a year to do it. If something unexpected happens during your breakthrough, your cultivation will be ruined, but in serious cases, you may even lose your life, don't you know that?"
Seeing that she didn't react at all, but stared at the pill in her hand, he hurriedly said: "There's more! Mysterious power and martial arts are indispensable. If you keep raising your mysterious power, but can't comprehend the key points of martial arts, it's useless to have a profound power cultivation, don't you know?"