Eight Desolate Sword God

"A very serious injury."

"The systemic meridians are severely damaged, and the sternum bones are broken six, one of which punctured her heart artery..."

Ye Chenfeng relied on inheriting medical skills to check his body for Lin Kezhu and found that her injury was very serious.

If it wasn’t for the internal armor she was wearing, she would have attacked most of the ghost bats. Her body was strong enough, and she had already disappeared.

"No, you must heal Lin's sister's injury as soon as possible, otherwise she may be in danger of life."

But this time, the sky gradually darkened, the death cemetery became dangerous, and a shrill cry of ghosts continued to pass into his ears.

After a large number of ghosts are drilled out of the ground, Lin Kezhu will be even more dangerous, and Ye Chenfeng has no time to heal her.

"I don't know if there is a healing remedy in the ghost man's relics?"

After contemplation, Ye Chenfeng will be the relic of the ghost face man, two

A Qiankun bag was taken out, and with the power of the soul-splitting brain, the patterns in the Qiankun bag were broken one by one, and the soul was released and penetrated.

"So many of the next soul crystals, including the middle of the soul crystal."

When Ye Chenfeng released the soul into the first Qiankun bag, it showed a strong shocking color. He found that this Qiankun bag was filled with Soul Crystal, and the number of the next soul crystals exceeded 30,000. There are also one hundred and twenty-three soul crystals.

The value of the middle-quality soul crystal is far more than the next product soul crystal, except in the emptiness of the ancestral gate, the outside world rarely sees.

When Ye Chenfeng released the soul force into the second Qiankun bag, he found a lot of strange things in it, but time is limited, he has no research.

"Well, this is the returning soul."

Ye Chenfeng found a jade bottle with seals in his pocket. When he broke the pattern and opened the porcelain bottle, he found that there were nine valuable souls in the city.

Returning to the soul Dan is a collection of dozens of precious herbs refining the nine medicinal herbs, is a first-class healing remedy, each returning soul Dan worth more than 3,000 pieces of soul crystal, and There is no market for the price.

"Lin Shijie is saved."

Ye Chenfeng took out a returning soul Dan and stuffed it into Lin Kezhu’s mouth. Suddenly, a lot of gentle medicine flowed down her throat and flowed into the body, curing her serious injuries.

"Lin Shijie, I can't help it."

Returning the soul Dan, but Lin Kezhu has a fatal wound on her body. That is, her chest is broken. If it can't be connected in time, even if it is returned to the soul, it will not be able to heal the heart artery that has been broken by the broken bone.

The situation is urgent, Ye Chenfeng has no time to appreciate her seductive body, take a deep breath, try to get rid of distracting thoughts, take out a box of silver needles in Qiankun bag, cast Tianxuan needle, and tie it on her body points. .

Next, Ye Chenfeng released the soul into the body of Lin Kezhu, locked her broken bones, and carefully helped her to bone.

Because the bone-binding process is too painful, the hard-boiled Lin Kezhu, who is deeply comatose, wakes up. When she opens her tired eyes, she finds that Ye Chenfeng is sitting next to her, holding out her big hand and pressing it on her body. When I suddenly got nervous.

"Lin Shijie, don't be nervous, I am helping you to connect the bones. If you can't get the bones broken in your chest in time, you may be in danger of life." Ye Chenfeng found Lin Kezhu waking up and explained quickly.

"Thank you!"

Understanding that Ye Chenfeng was healing himself for his bones, the shy Lin Kezhu spit out two words and closed his eyes, letting Ye Chenfeng help himself.

After about half an hour later, Ye Chenfeng finally connected the bones of Lin Kezhu's break.

Next, he took a dress from the Qiankun bag and put it on her to cover her body.

"Lin Shijie, hold me tight, let's leave here and say."

Lin Kezhu was not in danger of life, and Ye Chenfeng immediately hugged her up and rushed to the outside of the death cemetery.

At this time, the sky was dark, and a large number of ghosts drilled out of the ground, whistling and attacking Ye Chenfeng.

Although there are a lot of ghosts besieging them, Ye Chenfeng’s strength is not what he used to be. He is like a fast-paced meteorite that bursts with amazing power and crushes a close-up ghost.

"Morning wind, have you broken into the realm of the fifth-level illusionist?" I felt the amazing strength of Ye Chenfeng’s explosion, and tightly licking his body, Lin Kezhu, who was snuggling in his arms, showed a thick A thick color of surprise.

"Well, wait until you leave, I will explain it to you." Ye Chenfeng said vaguely.

After about seven hours, Dawn replaced the night, and when Lin Fengfeng came to the world, Ye Chenfeng, who was slowly getting better with his injury, finally broke out the dangerous cemetery.

"Call, finally came out."

All the way to kill, with the strength of Ye Chenfeng still feel exhausted, he put Lin Kezhu's soft body down, and gasped.

"Morning wind, thank you, thank you for saving me."

Although Ye Chenfeng touched his body, Lin Kezhu knew that if he was not, he would be buried in the death cemetery, and he was very grateful.

"Lin Shijie, how do you feel?"

Ye Chenfeng spit out a vomit, rubbed the sweat from his forehead and asked softly.

"I am much better."

"For the morning breeze, the terrible ghost face last night? Why didn't he kill us?" Thinking of the terrible scene last night, Lin Kezhu asked with doubts, wondering why the ghost face people would let them go.

"We were rescued last night. When the ghost face injured me, a mysterious master appeared, saved me and gave me a remedy."

"It is with that remedy that I healed my body injury and continued to break through the realm, reaching the level of the five-level illusionist."

Ye Chenfeng feels that there may be a big secret hidden in the ghost face man, and his relics are too rich. Ye Chenfeng decided to conceal the truth and make up the road.

"Immediately break through the realm of remedy, is it a spiritual soul."

Although Ye Chenfeng’s explanations are full of loopholes, Lin Kezhu has no doubts about him.

After all, the ghost face man is suspected to be a master of the beast, and the power of Ye Chenfeng is unable to compete. The only explanation is that someone saved them.

"I didn't expect this death cemetery to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, so terrible." Lin Kezhu said with a lingering heart.

"For the sister, can you call back the green-winged pheasant? Is it afraid that it will be rushed by the people of Leishanwufu?" Ye Chenfeng asked softly.

"I try."

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

Approximately a fragrant time, a shrill bird sounded, and the blue-winged scorpion fanned the green wings and flew quickly.

"Let's go!"

After the blue-winged owl fell, Ye Chenfeng leaped with Lin Kezhu and fell into the smooth body of the blue-winged owl, leaving the crisis cemetery.