Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 82: Rich Rewards

"What a serious injury."

"The whole body's meridians were severely damaged, six of the sternum bones were broken, and one of the bones punctured her heart artery..."

Ye Chenfeng relied on inheriting medical skills to examine Lin Kezhu's physical injuries and found that her injuries were very serious.

If it wasn't for the inner armor she was wearing that neutralized most of the ghost bat's attacks, and her body's qi and blood was strong enough, she would have died long ago.

"No, Senior Sister Lin's injuries must be treated as soon as possible, otherwise she may be in danger of life."

But at this time, the sky was gradually darkening, the death cemetery became dangerous, and one after another harsh Devil May Cry continued to pass into his ears.

Once a large number of ghosts emerge from the ground, Lin Kezhu will be even more dangerous, and Ye Chenfeng will not have time to heal her.

"I don't know if there is any healing medicine in the ghost-faced man's relic?"

After contemplating, Ye Chenfeng took the ghost-faced man's relic, two

The Qiankun bag was taken out, and with the help of the power of the soul-devouring brain, the formation patterns in the Qiankun bag were broken one by one, and the soul power was released to penetrate into it.

"There are so many low-grade soul crystals, including middle-grade soul crystals."

When Ye Chenfeng released his soul power and penetrated into the first Qiankun bag, he showed a deep shock. He found that this universe bag was full of soul crystals, of which the number of low-grade soul crystals exceeded 30,000. There are also one hundred and twenty-three soul crystals.

The value of mid-grade soul crystals far exceeds that of low-grade soul crystals, which are rarely seen by the outside world except in the illusory sect.

When the soul power released by Ye Chenfeng entered the second universe bag, he found a lot of strange things in it, but the time was limited and he had no time to study.

"Well, this is the soul-returning pill."

Ye Chenfeng found a jade bottle with array patterns sealed in the Qiankun bag. When he broke the barrier of the array patterns and opened the porcelain bottle, he found that there were nine invaluable soul-returning pills inside.

The Soul Resurrection Pill is a ninth-grade medicinal herb refined from dozens of precious herbs, and it is also a first-class healing medicinal pill. No city.

"Senior Sister Lin is saved."

Ye Chenfeng took out a soul-returning pill and stuffed it into Lin Kezhu's mouth. Suddenly, a large amount of mild medicinal power flowed down her throat and flowed into her body, healing her serious injuries.

"Senior Sister Lin, I'm sorry."

The soul-returning pill was effective, but Lin Kezhu still had a fatal injury, which was the broken bone in her chest. If it could not be connected in time, even the soul-returning pill would not be able to heal the heart artery that was punctured by the broken bone.

The situation was urgent, Ye Chenfeng had no time to admire her seductive body, took a deep breath, tried to get rid of distracting thoughts, took out a box of silver needles in the Qiankun bag, used the Tianxuan needle, and stuck it on the acupoints of her body.

Then, Ye Chenfeng released his soul power and penetrated into Lin Kezhu's body, locked her broken bones, and carefully helped her to connect the bones.

Because the bone-setting process was too painful, Lin Kezhu, who was in a deep coma, was abruptly woken up in pain. When she opened her tired eyes, she found that Ye Chenfeng was sitting beside her and stretched out her big hand to press around her. tense up.

"Senior Sister Lin, don't be nervous. I'm helping you connect your bones. If you can't connect the broken bones in your chest in time, your life may be in danger." Ye Chenfeng quickly explained when Lin Kezhu woke up.

"thanks!"

Knowing that Ye Chenfeng was healing his bones, the shy Lin Kezhu spit out two words with difficulty, closed his eyes, and let Ye Chenfeng help himself.

About half an hour later, Ye Chenfeng finally connected Lin Kezhu's broken bones.

Then, he took out a piece of clothing from the Qiankun bag, helped her put it on, and covered her body.

"Senior Sister Lin, hold me tight, let's get out of here first."

Lin Kezhu was no longer in danger, and Ye Chenfeng immediately hugged her by the waist and ran to the periphery of the death cemetery.

At this time, it was already dark, and a large number of ghosts drilled out of the ground, roaring and attacking the two of Ye Chenfeng.

Although there are many ghosts besieging them, Ye Chenfeng's strength is not what it used to be.

"Chenfeng, have you broken through to the realm of a fifth-level illusionist?" Lin Kezhu, who felt Ye Chenfeng's astonishing strength, hugged his body tightly, and snuggled in his arms, showed deep surprise. color.

"Well, I'll explain to you when I leave here." Ye Chenfeng said vaguely.

After about seven hours, dawn replaced the night, and when it came to the world, Ye Chenfeng hugged Lin Kezhu, whose injuries were slowly improving, and finally broke out of the perilous death cemetery.

"Huh, it's finally out."

After fighting all the way, with Ye Chenfeng's strength, he still felt exhausted. After he put down Lin Kezhu's soft body, he gasped heavily.

"Chenfeng, thank you, thank you for saving me."

Although Ye Chenfeng touched his body, Lin Kezhu knew that if it wasn't for him, he would be buried in the death cemetery, and he was very grateful.

"Senior Sister Lin, how do you feel?"

Ye Chenfeng let out a breath of turbid air, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked softly.

"I feel better."

"By the way, Chenfeng, what about the terrifying ghost-faced man last night? Why didn't he kill us?" Thinking of the terrible scene last night, Lin Kezhu asked in confusion, wondering why the ghost-faced man would let them go.

"We were rescued last night. When the ghost-faced man wounded me, a mysterious master appeared, rescued me, and gave me an elixir."

"It was with that pill that I healed my body injuries, and my realm continued to break through, reaching the realm of a fifth-level illusionist."

Ye Chenfeng felt that there might be a big secret hidden in the ghost-faced man, plus his relics were too rich, Ye Chenfeng decided to hide the truth and make up the Tao.

"Is the pill that continuously breaks through the realm, is it a soul-level soul pill?"

Although Ye Chenfeng's fabricated explanation was full of loopholes, Lin Kezhu did not doubt his words.

After all, the ghost-faced man is suspected of being a master of heavenly beasts and immortals. With Ye Chenfeng's strength, the only thing that can be explained is that someone saved them.

"I didn't expect that this cemetery of death, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, is so terrifying." Lin Kezhu said with lingering fears.

"By the way, Senior Sister, can you call back that blue-winged dove? I'm afraid it was chased away by the people of Leishan Wufu?" Ye Chenfeng asked softly.

"Let me try."

Lin Kezhu took out a stone whistle from the Qiankun bag and blew a strange sound.

About an incense stick, a harsh bird chirping sounded, and the green-winged dove fluttered its green wings and flew quickly.

"let's go!"

After the blue-winged dove fell, Ye Chenfeng took Lin Kezhu up into the air, fell into the smooth body of the green-winged dove, and left the dangerous death cemetery.

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