Chapter 658

If this continues, blood loss will also take his life.

At this time a figure appeared by the river, it was the little boy who plunged headlong into the river, the water quality was excellent, and dragged Jiang Chen to the bank.

Jiang Chen's body was very heavy, making the boy panting from exhaustion.

If it weren't for the boy's great strength, he couldn't do it at all, and he would drown because of it.

After resting for a while, the boy dragged Jiang Chen to the hard ground again.

The strange noise startled the little boy, and he quickly hid to the side.

The voice came from Jiang Chen's body, to be precise, it was bones.

The broken limbs were repairing by themselves, and the weird posture gradually returned to normal.

During the whole process, the bones crackled non-stop, and Jiang Chen was still in a coma.

This is also one of the benefits of the divine body, comparable to the resilience of Ning Haotian's strange beast.

Jiang Chen let out a weak cry, raised his arm, and pressed back the rib in his abdomen.

Immediately, the puncture wound on the surface of the skin healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"so amazing!"

The boy's eyes lit up, although he didn't understand what was going on, he was already full of longing.

At this time, Jiang Chen woke up faintly, and kept spitting out river water with blood and broken bones.

Jiang Chen has never felt so uncomfortable like now, his whole body is vomiting.

After finally not vomiting, Jiang Chen hurriedly took a panacea for himself, and only then did he restore calm to his body that was overwhelmed.

"Should be dead."

Jiang Chen looked at the sky, feeling a little complacent, it is a terrible thing for Lingzun to kill Tianzun.

Nai He looked around, there was no one to share with, and no one knew how powerful he was just now.

"Always be a lone traveler."

Jiang Chen let out a long sigh, he supported a tree and stood up, holding his left hand high.

Two beams of energy flew over from two different directions, one red and one black, they were Chixiao Sword and Heidao.

Jiang Chen turned around casually, and the sword was perfectly sheathed.

"Green Demon? Black Dragon?" He called in his heart, but there was no movement.

He hastily opened the eight dragons, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the two pages of the heavens and dragons still had spiritual consciousness.

As long as it doesn't dissipate, it can be recovered.

That is, the Asura page becomes blank.

"who?"

After Jiang Chen no longer felt the pain in his mind, he realized that someone was nearby.

The breath is very weak, there are two possibilities.

An absolute master, restraining his breath and approaching.

There is another kind... that is the little boy that Jiang Chen saw right away.

About seven or eight years old, with black hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, eyes full of anxiety.

Jiang Chen noticed that his body was wet and his own blood was still on his body, so he understood.

"Did you save me?" Jiang Chen asked.

"It's you, your body...your body is like that..."

The little boy didn't know how to describe Jiang Chen's body repaired automatically, his hands were trying to gesture.

"Hehe, without you bringing me to shore, my body wouldn't be like that."

Jiang Chen followed his example and stretched out his hands to gesture.

The little boy grinned, but he was still a little shy and scared.

"Big brother, is the person who fought you just now a bad guy?" the little boy asked.

For a child of this age, it is black and white, and he is worried that he will save the bad guy.

"Very bad very bad people."

Jiang Chen glanced at the little boy, planning to fly away, but found that the sea of ​​spirits in his body was undulating, and his head was sweating profusely with pain.

The body recovers freely, but the strength is useless.

"Get out of here first."

Jiang Chen wasn't sure if anyone from the Holy Martial Academy would come, and planned to leave.

He didn't go far, and he couldn't help turning his head, the little boy was following him.

"What are you following me for?"

Jiang Chen thought that he didn't have anything to give to the other party in the spiritual treasure.

Things that are too valuable will bring danger to the little boy.

"There is a cliff over there." The little boy said, pointing in the direction he was going.

Jiang Chen froze for a moment, and smiled wryly, his current body really couldn't handle the cliff.

In case of breaking into the ferocious beast area, it would be deadly for no apparent reason.

"Can you get me out of here?"

The little boy was very happy, nodded vigorously, and began to lead the way for Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen soon learned his name, Xiao Fan.

A name without any distinction is not even a name, but a way of saying it.

Jiang Chen noticed that the bamboo basket on his back was full of various herbs, and his hands and feet had injuries of varying degrees.

"Poor child." Jiang Chen thought to himself.

It doesn't mean that in the Three Realms, everyone will be like a dragon, and the world will be peaceful and prosperous.

On the contrary, because of the complexity of the three worlds, it is more difficult for the weak to survive.

But Xiaofan didn't show any signs of cultivation, which made him curious.

Practicing to become stronger is the only way to get rid of fate, and perhaps one cannot obtain the exercises.

But simply absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and you can figure it out by yourself.

He went up to hold Xiaofan's hand, and found that it wasn't a physique that could not be cultivated, but a very good foundation.

When he opened his veins at the age of twelve, he might discover that he was a rare genius.

"Xiaofan, do you want to cultivate?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Is it just flying in the air like big brother?" Xiao Fan asked.

"It's not just flying, it can do many, many things."

"I know, but grandpa said that I can't cultivate, and it will lead to disaster." Although Xiao Fan was very sensible, when he said this, he could still hear his disappointment.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, he vaguely realized that the matter was not simple.

After about twenty minutes, Jiang Chen couldn't help asking: "Xiaofan, how long is it?"

He is used to flying and jumping a thousand meters, but now he can only walk on the mountain road like an ordinary person, which is very uncomfortable.

The journey that usually takes one breath takes so long now.

"there!"

Xiao Fan stretched out his finger and pointed not far away, there was a dense building there.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen noticed that Xiaofan's hand holding him became very tight all of a sudden.

Then Xiao Fan let go of Jiang Chen and started to run wildly.

Jiang Chen was confused, and then found that the village was emitting thick smoke, and all the houses were burning.

"Fire?"

Jiang Chen was worried, ignored Shenhai's stinging pain, and ran with all his might.

But Xiaofan, who had never practiced before, was faster than he expected, as fast as a gust of wind, and his small body exuded terrifying power.

"Inherit bloodline?"

Jiang Chen didn't expect that any little boy he met casually would have such good luck.

Because of this, he was even more curious about why he couldn't practice.

When approaching the village, Jiang Chen's face changed drastically.

What he heard was not the sound of fire fighting, but the sound of fighting and screaming.

Going further, he could see a group of men in black holding butcher knives, killing anyone they saw, and chopping anyone they saw.

"Xiaofan!"

Jiang Chen was about to grab Xiaofan, but he had already run into the village.

"hateful."

Jiang Chen was worried, this was his savior, so he had no choice but to follow.

With such a big target, he was immediately noticed by the man in black.

A man in black with a long knife stained red with blood came to kill him. The movement was skillful, and the place where the blade fell was the weakest part of the person.

When the knife hit Jiang Chen's neck, it was like falling on steel.

"what happened?"

The man in black was quite frightened, and his exposed eyes widened.

"You held the knife backwards." Jiang Chen said.

"Yeah?"

The man in black pointed the blade at himself, and found that he was right.

"idiot."

Jiang Chen pushed hard on his arm, and the blade cut his throat.