Qin Chen was indeed a little dizzy and tired! And when he heard the big yellow dog's words, Qin Chen didn't want to pay attention to it.
But soon, the big yellow dog carried Qin Chen on its back and arrived at the area outside the valley.
The foreign warriors on the ground were restrained and sitting paralyzed.
Many of the warriors from the Jionghuo Tribe, although they were restrained, fell to their knees on the ground with sad expressions when they saw the Qi Meng hanging on the mountain wall.
Many warriors from the Hanmei Tribe gathered together with sad faces.
"Put me down!"
Qin Chen muttered and got up from Dahuang's back.
Although he was still a little dizzy, Qin Chen felt that he would be knocked to death if he were on Dahuang's back.
Dahuang looked ahead with excitement.
Are those one hundred and fifty-seven alien warriors?
That's not it! Those are one hundred and fifty-seven demon-purifying elixirs.
"There's a big fish!"
Dahuang excitedly led Qin Chen to the Hanmei tribe, kicked away the bound warriors, and came to one of them.
"This guy is also an Immortal King!"
After kicking the unconscious young man on the ground, Da Huang said expectantly: "I won't kill that Qi Meng for the time being. Can I kill this one?"
Qin Chen looked at the young man and raised his eyebrows.
Another Immortal King! So young, he must be the core figure of the Hanmei Clan.
"But I asked Qi Meng if he recognized this person?"
"Qi Meng was tortured to death. He was in a daze and had no idea..." "Don't kill this yet!"
Qin Chen immediately said: "Take me to see the six people you rescued."
"Okay, okay."
Dahuang stuck out his tongue in excitement and said with a smile: "One of the six people I rescued got into a fight with this young man. We both lost, and I took advantage of him. Hehe..." "You are so lucky."
"No, no, no...opportunities are reserved for dogs who endure and wait!"
Dahuang shook his head and said: "I'm not lucky. I found them and fought. I waited for three days before they finished fighting. Then I took action..." With that, Qin Chen and Dahuang Gou were already
Come to the six people.
Three of them fainted, while the other three were resting on rocks.
Among the three unconscious people, one was lying on the ground, his breath weak.
But the powerful aura in his body made Qin Chen feel terrified.
Although this person was not an Immortal King, he was already close to one! However, his clothes were in tatters and his breath was gone when he left, as if he might die at any time.
Qin Chen squatted down, turned over the man, and looked at that face. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth twitched and his body trembled.
"Nanxuan!"
The young man lying on the ground.
Surprisingly, it was his third disciple Ye Nanxuan.
This... Qin Chen looked stunned.
He never dreamed that he would meet Ye Nanxuan here.
"Uh..." Da Huang was stunned for a moment.
It seems that he saved an acquaintance of Qin Chen?
That's great! Then Qin Chen shouldn't be grateful to his eight generations of ancestors?
Without saying a word, Qin Chen picked up Ye Nanxuan and headed towards the inside of the valley.
Halfway through, Qin Chen suddenly stopped.
"Dahuang, kill those aliens."
"Okay, okay!"
Dahuang was very excited.
It seems that Qin Chen was in a good mood when he met his old friend, so he thought of refining the demon-purifying elixir for him first.
In the valley, one hundred and fifty-seven Mysterious Immortals, Nine Heavenly Mysterious Immortals, and Immortal Lord alien warriors all died in the big yellow claws.
The body was stained with blood, and Rhubarb retreated.
Even if it is stained with blood, it doesn't care.
After all... I can take one hundred and fifty-seven magic purifying elixirs and happily soak in the pool, wash them off, eat the elixirs, and take a bath. Is there anything more pleasurable than this?
Um?
Why?
Qin Chen, why did you run away?
Where is my elixir?
Dahuang watched Qin Chen disappear in a flash, and couldn't help but said in shock: "Woof, woof, woof, Lao Qin, my pill!"
Qin Chen said without looking back: "No, I'm useful and I'll replenish it for you next time!"
Dahuang's expression was stunned when he heard this.
You don't want to play with dogs like this! Qin Chen quickly came to the inside of the valley and entered a thatched house.
In the thatched house, on a bed, Ning Suiyun was looking at the Immortal Jue and practicing quietly.
"Brother Qin!"
Ning Suiyun was stunned when he saw Qin Chen arriving in a hurry, but then he saw the person Qin Chen was holding, and Ning Suiyun was even more stunned.
"Brother Ye!"
Ning Suiyun hurriedly sat up from the bed, watching Qin Chen put Ye Nanxuan on the other side, and said in surprise: "Brother Qin, you...how did you find Brother Ye?"
Qin Chen immediately said: "I want to heal the wounds that Dahuang brought back. Please tell everyone outside to be quiet."
"okay."
In the thatched house, Qin Chen took off Ye Nanxuan's clothes and saw that the entire surface of Ye Nanxuan's body was stained with blood and his bones were broken.
"Brat."
After cursing, Qin Chen took out a pure demon-purifying elixir and stuffed it into Ye Nanxuan's mouth.
This elixir can heal Ye Nanxuan's injuries to a certain extent and stabilize his vitality.
Then, Qin Chen began to take out various tools, clean up Ye Nanxuan's injuries, apply medicine, remove the coldness from his body, etc... and got busy.
Four days passed.
inside the room.
Qin Chen sat paralyzed on the edge of the bed, breathing slowly.
He was so tired! Even if he swallowed a lot of demon-purifying elixir to boost his energy, he was still very tired.
Just sit here and rest.
As a result, he fell asleep.
On the bed, Ye Nanxuan was wrapped in bandages, his eyebrows flashed, and he slowly woke up.
The first thing you see is the roof of the thatched roof.
Ye Nanxuan felt a little dizzy.
Then, there was severe pain in my body.
Mad! Where is this?
Ye Nanxuan sat up with difficulty and looked at a figure beside the bed.
The profile of his face looks so familiar.
Ye Nanxuan's expression was startled.
He slowly walked out of bed and looked at the face and figure leaning against the bed.
"Teacher...Master..." Ye Nanxuan was stunned for a moment, staying where he was with an expression of disbelief.
Really... Master?
Isn't this a dream?
He didn't fight Wu Wumeng. In the end, he didn't know whether Wu Wumeng died or not. Anyway, he fainted.
Why did he appear in this thatched cottage and the master is still around?
"I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Ye Nanxuan murmured.
"Is it a dream?
no?"
Looking at the master so close in front of him, Ye Nanxuan felt tangled in his heart.
If this is a dream, it is so real! But if this is not a dream, how could it be possible?
Gritting his teeth, Ye Nanxuan raised his still intact right arm, then stretched out his palm, raised it high, and then lowered it high.
Pah!!! The sound of a crisp slap on the face resounded.
At this moment, the door of the thatched cottage was opened, and Ning Suiyun stepped in with some meat soup and barbecue.
Seeing this scene, Ning Suiyun felt as if he was in a dream. The meat soup in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, and his whole body collapsed to the ground.
What did he see?
Ye Nanxuan... slapped... Brother Qin! The disciple slapped the master?
"Brother Ye, what are you doing?"
Ning Suiyun sat paralyzed on the ground, looking horrified.