Chapter seven hundred and three, pretending to be calm
In a small stone house.
The terrifying blood filled the air, and the temperature gradually rose. The old chief voluntarily withdrew from the small stone house because he could not bear this force.
The burning qi and blood gathered into pure energy, and then slowly poured into Luosen's body.
Ron felt his broken body, which had long been unconscious, gradually felt it, first warm, then hot, as if he was in magma.
"ah."
Luo Sen couldn't help but shout.
He was surprised to find that his vocal cords had recovered, but because he was too weak, he still had no strength to speak.
Gradually, as the eighteen brave men around him weakened, Rosen finally felt his broken origin and began to recover under the nourishment of pure energy.
Luo Sen's spirit was shocked, and then began to use his martial arts, trying his best to absorb the spiritual energy in the air, thereby restoring himself and reducing the pressure on the eighteen brave men.
His broken limbs slowly fell off, and then new limbs began to grow out, and they were still very tender, like a baby.
"Thank you," Rosen thought silently.
He has always been a person who takes revenge and revenges.
Looking at the aging faces of the eighteen warriors, Rosen knew that his favor was indefinitely undecided.
Time gradually passes.
The origin has finally returned to the point where it can absorb spiritual energy normally. The limbs have not yet grown completely, but Luo Sen took the initiative to sit up with difficulty: "Enough!"
This sentence was filled with a ray of spiritual fluctuation, and the eighteen brave men understood Luo Sen's words.
They breathed a sigh of relief, then stopped, and then sat down weakly on the ground. Their breath fell a lot, and they were aging visible to the naked eye, with wrinkles on their faces obviously appearing on their faces.
The three brave men with the lowest realm simply fainted.
Gula forced himself to hold his body and shouted a few times at the door. The Zagu people immediately broke in and took the three brave men down to rest.
He has the highest strength, so he is a little better, but at this moment his realm has fallen to level 1 and 2 of silver, showing some fatigue and vicissitudes.
It can be imagined that the bad situation of others is.
"Thank you." Luo Sen looked at these brave men very seriously.
Gula smiled and shook his head and said, "If you don't have a benefactor, our Zagu tribe will still be weak and even a weak population that is facing a food crisis at any time. Just sacrificing some realm can save the benefactor. This is a very cost-effective thing.
matter."
His mental fluctuations were much weaker and almost dissipated. Obviously, his current state no longer supports him in releasing his mental power.
Rosen was silent for a moment, but shook his head.
Weapons and food are just a transaction. Although the Zhagu tribe has something to ask for, they do not owe it anything.
This is kindness, and it is a great kindness.
"I will find a way to get you back," said Rosen.
But Gula's mental power was hard to maintain. He had not heard anything about Rosen, and he was like this, so naturally no one else could hear it.
Gula said a string of old words and led the remaining warriors out of the stone house.
Maybe it means letting Rosen have a good rest.
Luo Sen is also thinking this way.
He is still extremely weak now. Although he has recovered a little, his body is still full of holes, his meridians are almost broken, and the damage to his soul has not been restored.
The warrior burns qi and blood, which is indeed effective in recovering injuries, but the ability to repair the spirit and soul is minimal.
So Rosen can only rely on himself.
Rosen closed his eyes and tried to communicate with the spirit through the power of the contract, but soon his face became less beautiful.
Because it cannot be perceived.
He could not sense the existence of rhubarbs, let alone communicate.
"It seems too far away." Rosen sighed.
The Demon Abyss is originally an independent space opened up. Although it is dependent on the main space, it is still two independent spaces after all.
The endless void separates the power of contract.
"Not to mention using the power of the spirit to display recovery skills, it is impossible to pass a letter through the power of the contract."
Rosen was a little depressed.
I don’t know how Lu Yin is doing, has Tuanzi recovered? Master Qu shouldn’t be implicated. They probably thought I was dead, and I wonder if I would be sad.
The injury was barely stabilized, and Rosen finally had the time to think about these things.
But the more I think about it, the more annoyed I feel.
It’s better to practice and recover well, and find a way to go back after recovery.
At this time, the old chief of the Zhagu tribe walked in. His steps were a little slow and heavy. He was holding a small stone basin in his hand, with a few pieces of cooked meat in the basin.
The Demon Abyss is not suitable for fuel, and it is very troublesome to cook food, so the Zhagu people usually eat raw food.
But now it is a little better because warriors appear in the clan, and warriors can reliably boil their own qi and blood to heat up food, so that the clan members can eat cooked food.
But cooked food is still relatively precious, and clean meat is also precious. Obviously, the old chief still attaches great importance to Rosen.
"Come and have something to eat." The old chief put the small stone basin on the stone bed and said in human language.
Luo Sen was not polite either. He grabbed the meat and stuffed it into his stomach. Food can not only restore physical strength, but also boost his spirits.
Eating more is really helpful for recovery.
The meat was not delicious, but Rosen still ate all the meat.
"What did you encounter? Why did you appear in the Demon Abyss again? When the tribe members picked you up from outside, I thought you were dead." The old chief asked.
Luo Sen sighed and put down the small stone basin: "I met an enemy, so I can be determined that I was chased and fled into the Demon Abyss."
The real situation is very complicated, and Rosen doesn't want to waste his energy on telling stories.
Of course, it is obvious that the old chief is not here to listen to the story either.
"It's very close to our next transaction." The old chief said: "The food and elixirs in the clan are almost exhausted."
Luo Sen's eyes moved slightly.
If he had to make a deal, I'm afraid the old chief would not make a decision and let the eighteen warriors come to save him.
After all, the cost is too high.
"The transaction will naturally continue." Rosen said.
The old chief breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
In fact, Luo Sen doesn’t know if the transaction can continue, how to go back? Is SHIELD still there? Is Qianlongyuan really safe?
These are all problems.
But he couldn't say it.
Now that he wants to survive in the Demon Abyss, he can only rely on the power of the Zhagu tribe, so he has to show his value.
"By the way." Rosen said suddenly: "I want to send a letter back."
There is a space passage within the Zhagu tribe, which leads to the Luosen mansion of Qianlongyuan. Unfortunately, it is impossible to transmit living people, but it is OK to send a letter.
The old chief didn't think there was any problem and nodded: "By the way, you don't have many Jade Rabbit Pills left, so I'm afraid you can only open the space channel twice at most."
Yutu Wan is a spiritual object that maintains space stability, and it will be consumed every time the space channel is opened.
"Well, I'll make a little more." Luo Sen looked calm.
The mansion of Qianlong Courtyard cannot be entered at will without the consent of the owner. This is a violation of the courtyard rules, and the entrance to the space passage is hidden very hidden. Except for Luosen, only Luyin knows where it is.
Rosen prayed in his heart.
Green Green, you must go back to the Qianlongyuan mansion to take a look.