Every time he moved, there would be a painful moan from Leng Xuan's mouth. And not far from him, there is also a person lying on his stomach, it is the puppet that fell into Quan Ying's spiritual water with him. Compared to Leng Xuan, the puppet's condition was much better, but his body was covered with scars, but it was not as terrifying as Leng Xuan. At this moment, both of them have the same goal in their eyes.

   In a place more than ten meters away from them, that is, at the corner of the cave, there is a strange flower and fruit growing. There was a red fruit on the flower and fruit, with a faint luster on the surface, which looked very attractive. When Leng Xuan came to this cave, he noticed the flower and fruit. Moreover, from the mouth of Long Lingzi, it is known that this flower and fruit is called Yangxinguo, which has a very good therapeutic effect. In his current state, he is in urgent need of treatment, and the Heart Nurturing Fruit is undoubtedly a good choice. It's just that the puppet, like him, also wants to **** the flower and fruit.

   Seeing the loud noise of the puppet getting closer and closer, Leng Xuan couldn't help but get anxious. The injury on his body was too severe, and every time he moved, he could only travel a dozen centimeters. Compared to him, the speed of the puppet was much faster. After a while, the puppet finally reached the edge of Yangxinguo. I saw it stretched out its hand, grabbed the red fruit, and swallowed it directly. Seeing this, Leng Xuan's eyes could not help flashing a trace of loss and despair. In this remote cave, there are only him and the puppet. Once the other party's injury improves, he will definitely not let him go.

   After swallowing the heart nourishing fruit, a splendid red light immediately emerged from the puppet's body. Under the shroud of that red light, the injured body of the puppet was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. After just one minute, the puppet's body was completely healed. Seeing the other party stand up from the ground, Leng Xuan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Even if he is not injured, he is not the opponent of this puppet, let alone now. Seeing the puppet approaching him step by step, Leng Xuan had completely given up the idea of ​​escaping. He knew that he had no chance to escape. After a few steps, the puppet came to Leng Xuan's side, only to see him lock Leng Xuan's neck and lift him from the ground. Leng Xuan felt that his breath was suffocated by this trick, and he couldn't catch his breath. Soon, his face turned red.

   Just when he was feeling uncomfortable, the puppet suddenly raised his right fist and hit his belly fiercely. That strong force made Leng Xuan's five internal organs seem to shift. A mouthful of blood spit out, before Leng Xuan had time to catch his breath, the opponent's fist slammed out again. Two mouthfuls of blood in a row made Leng Xuan's face as pale as paper, as if he would die at any time. And at this moment, Yingying and the others finally arrived outside the cave. Seeing Leng Xuan being held up by the puppet in midair, the four of them changed their expressions, called Leng Xuan's name in unison, and rushed towards the puppet. However, although they were fast, they were still one step behind. Before they could arrive, the puppet raised its steel fist and slammed into Leng Xuan's body. With a punch, with a mouthful of blood, Leng Xuan's body was slammed into the air like a cannonball, and hit the mountain wall heavily and fell to the ground.