"You don't need to tell me, I know." Liu Zhengyang said as he set off.

Zhong Qinglei followed behind Liu Zhengyang, and while flying over, he asked: "Liu Zhengyang, where shall we go first? Hucheng is relatively close, it only took about two days in the past, while the Savage Tribe is relatively far away, and it takes half a while to go back and forth. more than a month."

When both sides have an accident at the same time, which side should be dealt with first is indeed a big question.

Although Liu Zhengyang can also arrange for other people to deal with it, but even the chief has been hit hard, and Liu Zhengyang is really worried.

He didn't want to see the news that his own people were killed in battle.

So just get tired.

"Let's go and see the chief's situation first." Liu Zhengyang said immediately: "Since the Hucheng side has lost contact, most of the monks who killed our companions have already left, and the Hucheng who lost the Yang family is not worth his nostalgia. In contrast, the safety of the chief is more important."

Zhong Qinglei glanced at Liu Zhengyang in surprise and said, "It's pretty quick to make a judgment."

Now that Liu Zhengyang has analyzed the pros and cons, of course he will follow Liu Zhengyang without saying a word.

In fact, after Liu Zhengyang came back, he arranged for people to build an exchange near the Savage Tribe, and the exchange has been completed.

When the two of them rushed to the vicinity of the wildling tribe and found the exchange, they soon saw the chief.

The chief was resting in the exchange.

When Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei saw the chief again, they almost thought they were blindsided.

Compared with before, the appearance of the chief has changed a lot.

He no longer had the weird patterns he used to paint on his body, and he no longer needed to cover his body with animal skins. Instead, he wore the clothes of an ordinary monk, and he looked like a different person. If it hadn't been identified by someone from an exchange, Liu Zhengyang wouldn't have dared to identify it.

Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei were stunned, and the chief had already taken the initiative to greet Liu Zhengyang.

Lying on the bed, he greeted weakly: "Lianmen Liu, long time no see."

Liu Zhengyang slowly recovered, walked up to the chief and said, "It feels amazing, you are like a different person compared to before. Chief, how are you feeling now?"

Of course, Liu Zhengyang actually knew that he was asking nonsense.

Because the most important thing in his exchange is the medicine pill for healing.

As long as the chief's injuries are still in the range that can be rescued, everything will be fine.

It's just that it took so long for Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei to come over, and the chief's injury has not completely healed, which is strange in itself.

The one in charge of taking care of the chief was an alchemist from Liu Zhengyang's door.

He has been standing by.

When Liu Zhengyang initially inquired about the situation, and then looked at him, he immediately replied respectfully: "Sect Master, the Chief's injury has actually recovered almost, but the injury he suffered is really heavy, and there is still strange energy in his body. , so it took a while.”

"Strange energy? What do you mean?" Liu Zhengyang asked.

"It should be left by the cultivator who severely injured the chief." The alchemist continued to answer: "That power kept destroying the chief's body, and it was only exhausted not long ago, so it took some time."

"Destroy the chief's body with energy?" Liu Zhengyang looked at the chief in amazement, waiting for the chief to answer.

Zhong Qinglei, who clearly knew how powerful the chief was, was also shocked, his eyes staring like copper bells.