Several hours have passed since the demon attack. With the help of Yuan Ming's undead, a large number of refugees have been rescued to a safe barrier. Among them, students from Tianlan Magic High School brought by Mo Fan have arrived at the manor.
Xuefeng Mountain has the help of the totem beast Jiufeng. The powerful totem gate can withstand the attack of a large number of demons. The difficulty of guarding the Xuefeng Mountain Station has also been reduced, allowing some military mages to return to the city to take care of ordinary people.
The entire manor is already overcrowded. All living people are gathered here, and the military mages who have arrived are frantically releasing magic outside the manor.
The elemental energy continues to increase in Bo City, and a colorful magic city-within-a-city has been formed in Mu's Manor.
Most of the slaves who entered the town rushed towards the manor and fell into the human hunting trap in the elemental magic.
The casualties in the Bo City disaster were almost minimized due to Yuan Ming, but about one-third of the people still became cold corpses.
At this time, in the center of the manor, a tree covered in demon blood was swaying. General Yuan Ming guided it to absorb the holy spring without stopping.
Until the Holy Spring completely disappears.
Suddenly I felt dizzy.
Ye Xinxia discovered this carefully and asked: "What's wrong?"
Ye Xinxia is Mo Fan's sister, but there is no blood relationship between them. If she really wants to have a name, no one would say that she is a child bride.
"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy..." Yuan Ming shook his head.
Speaking of which, from the time I came out of the Holy Spring to now, I haven't had much rest, so many injuries on my body have not been dealt with in time, and my mental strength is exhausted after using undead magic many times.
The feeling of depletion of magic energy is also obvious.
"Your arm has been bleeding. You have lost too much blood." Ye Xinxia quickly discovered the shocking wound on Yuan Ming's arm.
The wound was casually bandaged with some cloth, but it couldn't stop the blood from spilling out.
"Oh, when we dealt with the bone-spurred wolf just now..." Yuan Ming realized this now, and the wound still hurt a little.
"Put it here." Ye Xinxia put Yuan Ming's injured arm on her thigh.
Through Su Su's skirt, Yuan Ming could feel the smoothness of Ye Xinxia's legs. With a seemingly casual touch of his fingers, the beautiful legs suddenly showed amazing elasticity. All pain and blood loss were forgotten.
Ye Xinxia's legs do not have any stubborn disease, nor are they damaged in any way. When she is sitting, she looks the same as most girls. Even when she is wearing a skirt, she actually has a pair of beautiful legs that are as delicate as works of art.
Coupled with the fact that the skin is naturally as white as snow and as smooth as jade, it is simply fascinating.
Perhaps these legs were too perfect, and God deprived them of the most important thing. Without strength, these legs had no strength at all. She could walk, but she only took a few steps, and then she started to pant...
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Mo Fan and his family often went to the hospital for check-ups, but the doctor couldn't give an answer. As for the more expensive hospital, they couldn't afford it, so they could only delay like this.
Suddenly, a strange energy slowly rose up in Ye Xinxia's body...
The holy milky white color appeared on Ye Xinxia's white and tender fingertips. They were like light, blooming with a unique luster, and like water, able to wrap around softly. These holy milky white colors were slowly contained in Ye Xinxia's little palm...
Ye Xinxia closed her beautiful eyes and placed her folded palms on the long wound on Yuan Ming's arm.
Soon, an itchy feeling came over. Yuan Ming saw that the wound on his arm was slowly filled with these milky whites. They were like lively life elves, weaving Yuan Ming's damaged skin.
The muscle tissue is reconnecting the broken blood vessels and replenishing Yuan Ming with some energy that can maintain his body's functions.
"This is..." Yuan Ming was a little stunned.
Healing!
The wounds on the arms are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. First, the cracks on the elbows are closing, and then slowly reaching the position of his shoulders.
That feeling... If the wound is compared to a zipper, then the healing process is like someone slowly pulling up the zipper, and after a while, not even the zipper scar is visible, and the complete skin appears directly.
!!
This is the healing system!!!
This is a healing ability!!
Mo Fan walked over from the side and looked at Ye Xinxia with her eyes closed in disbelief. Seeing her concentration, his heart was even more shocked.
I almost forgot that Xinxia is a healing magician, the only person in Bo City who has awakened to healing in the first level!
The vast majority of people awaken in the first element of magic, the seven elements of wind, fire, water, ice, thunder, light, and earth. However, there are some exceptions among humans who awaken in the first element of magic.
Other than magic, there are white magic, black magic, and dimensional magic.
The healing system is one of the major categories of white magic. Healing mages can often only be found among mid-level magicians. The first system like Ye Xinxia has very few healers!
Under the warmth of this healing, Yuan Ming's dizzy feeling just now disappeared. Obviously, the healing skills not only have the function of repairing wounds, but also can replenish the lost blood to a certain extent.
This really made Mo Fan overjoyed... He didn't expect that his lovely Xinxia would have such unparalleled power. If this was placed in a safe barrier, Ye Xinxia would instantly become very popular. After all, no medical method can overcome it.
Ye Xinxia has a strong ability to heal wounds with just one skill!!
"Xinxia, how powerful is your healing effect? If someone's throat is cut, can you save the person by immediately releasing the healing power?" Mo Fan asked excitedly.
Ye Xinxia shook her head and said: "If life passes by in an instant, healing is useless."
"Oh, oh, this is already pretty good." Mo Fan nodded.
Any veteran hunter who often fights monsters outside knows one thing. What really kills you is not necessarily the monster that kills you with one blow, but the wounds that continue to accumulate on your body.
The wound will bleed, the wound will become infected, and the wound will worsen. If the injury is not contained in time, it means that your life is passing away bit by bit. Most old hunters carry more than just dry food and water when they go out.
Drugs, but unfortunately the effect of drugs is too slow and cannot keep up with the hunting mages who have to fight at any time...
If there is a healing mage in the team, then this problem can be perfectly solved, and sometimes it is even more useful than defensive magic, which is enough to significantly reduce the mortality rate, especially for teams traveling long distances in the wild.
"There are other wounds." Ye Xinxia carefully examined Yuan Ming.
The small palm just swept across Yuan Ming's skin, without even touching Yuan Ming's skin. Those small wounds healed instantly, including some bruises, bruises, and splashes. Miraculously
Yuan Ming couldn't help but want to have such an ability.
Not long after, Yuan Ming was as good as ever. No matter how ragged his clothes were, no other scars could be found on his body, not even scars could be seen.
"Brother Min Yuan, why do you always wear a mask? Brother Mo Fan said you are very good-looking."
"This..." Yuan Ming was a little stunned by the question, and didn't know how to explain it to this seemingly innocent little girl.
Fortunately, at this time, the pseudo-horrible vine demon in the central duel field suddenly raised the vines covered with hard shells...