Bud’s place is separated from the night by a few people resting on a mountain.

At full speed, I turned over a mountain in less than half an hour.

The fire spirit fell on the branches and waited for the arrival of several people at night.

Bud!

The night feathers are condensed, and there is a person lying on the bluestone not far from the front! The clothes were broken, stained with blood, and the whole person was lying there motionless.

The night feathers turned into a shadow, flying quickly next to the bluestone, followed by the black wind with the black yarn.

When the three saw Bad's injury, the pupil was tight, what is this wound!

On Bard's chest, from the left shoulder to the right side of the rib, there are three wounds caused by claws, blood and flesh, even this claw can use a few points to pull out Bud's internal organs, the extreme of terror.

"Bad?" Night Feather whispered a word, and Bard did not respond.

A pair of Bud's wrists, spiritual power into it, night feathers flashed a touch of joy in the eyes, but fortunately, there is a slight pulse, not dead yet!

A spiritual force was passed into Bud's body, like a sinking sea. Bud did not have the slightest awakening sign, and the spiritual power in the body was still losing.

"Long Ye, come out soon." Night feathers call in the heart.

Long Xiaopeng appeared on the side, and his small eyes saw Bard’s injury instantly smashing round: "Bad, is this going to commit suicide?!"

"Long Ye, help." The night feathers felt the worse the situation in Bud's body, and the brows were wrinkled.

Long Xiaopeng waved his hand and let the black wind day keep the space with the black yarn.

Under the armpit, Long Xiaopeng produced a cyan handprint, and a palm was shot at Bard’s head.

In an instant, a burst of blue light spread to Bard's body, and the spiritual power that gradually lost in Bud's body slowly stopped.

The night feathers sighed with a sigh of relief, and his eyes swept aside. Bard rolled a white jade bottle and picked up the bottle. The night feathers were scented under the nose and smelled. !

There was a smear in the eyes, and the night feathers turned to look at Bud. After taking the six medicinal herbs, I was almost killed. What was the wounded beast?

For half an hour, Long Xiaopeng slowly stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay, I can't die."

"Long Ye, how did Bader's injury come." The black wind days looked at the sleepy Bade.

Bard's strength, they all know that the 9th-order senior, the strength of Bard has suffered such a terrible injury, how strong is the opponent's strength?

"How do I know." Long Xiaopang whited the black wind and looked at him: "When he wakes up, ask him."

Long Xiaopeng said, the little nose suddenly sniffed, and sighed in the mouth, "the strange place."

"Well? What's weird?" Long Xiaopeng heard it from the night.

"The spiritual power in the mountains, you did not think that this spiritual power is different from the spiritual power in other places?" Long Xiaopeng looked up and looked at the three.

The black yarn shook his head, and the black wind fell into meditation.

The night feathers frown slightly, reaching out to the palm of the hand, the body's poisonous powers accelerate, and the spiritual power in the air is swallowed into the body by the night feathers.

After a careful feeling, Yu Yuxi said with some uncertainty: "The spiritual power here seems to be more violent than other places."

Long Xiaopeng nodded and looked at the black wind on the side: "You are a blessed boy."

Ok?

All three were a glimpse, especially in the black wind, and some did not respond at that time.

"Long Ye, are you saying that there are rare metals in this mountain?" The night feathers are bright, and the herbs are good. Rare metals can be too rare!

In the eyes of Long Xiaopuan, there was a dampness in his eyes, and his eyes fell on the wound in front of Bard's chest.

I am afraid...not just metal!