Reg's heart trembled, and he almost subconsciously retracted his mouth. After calming down, he quickly held his breath and pushed back the mouthful of seven-leaf and seven-color juice that was about to flow out.
When all the juice flowed into Mrs. Rose's stomach, Reg loosened his mouth again, took another mouthful of seven-leaf and seven-color juice, and drank it.
After repeating this process, Reg fed Mrs. Qiangwei two seven-leaf seven-color fruits in one breath. At this time, Mrs. Qiangwei basically stopped swallowing food. Reg also found two level four wound-healing elixirs from the space ring.
After getting some water, boiled it and drank it.
After drinking the medicine, Reg focused his attention on the various wounds on Mrs. Rose's body. There were serious injuries on Mrs. Rose's right shoulder, left rib, stomach, and right calf, especially the lower abdomen.
The injury on his body looked the most serious, a large mass of blood and flesh.
Although the pills and the seven-leaf seven-color fruit have been fed, the wounds on the body still need to be treated.
Reg took a deep breath, took out a small dagger used to cut medicinal materials from the space ring, and cut off all the clothes on Mrs. Qiangwei's injured area. Originally, it was best to take off her clothes, but
After all, the other party is a woman, so there is always some taboo.
Several injuries were similar. They were all injured by lightning. The wounds were scorched, which looked so shocking that people couldn't bear to look at them anymore.
After completely cutting the clothes around the injured area and exposing the injured area, Reg put down the dagger, got some water, took out a few disinfectant pills and dissolved them in the water, then found a clean cloth and dipped it in the water.
, and began to clean Mrs. Rose’s injuries.
Mrs. Rose's skin is fair and smooth, like a beautiful painting, but the wound looks like a red blood stain that completely destroys the beauty of the entire painting.
Perhaps due to the touch when cleaning the wounds, Mrs. Rose's skin had a slight spasm. With great difficulty, Reg cleaned all the wounds and took out a small bottle of ointment.
This was also refined by Reg himself, but it was used for external application, so it was not completely solidified, but in a semi-liquid and semi-solid paste. He applied the ointment evenly on Mrs. Rose's wound.
However, the wound was so big that Reg finished a whole bottle of ointment before he could barely apply it to all the wounds.
Finally, Reg wrapped all Mrs. Rose's wounds with clean cloth strips. Reg did this very smoothly.
Soon, all the wounds on Mrs. Rose's body were bandaged. Reg breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the still unconscious Mrs. Rose and sighed, with undisguised worry in his eyes.
He laid Mrs. Rose's body flat on the ground, folded a piece of soft cloth and placed it under Mrs. Rose's head to serve as a pillow. After finishing all this, Reg sat down next to Mrs. Rose. Reg also felt tired.
Sorry, I didn't sleep last night. I went through several battles in the middle. I just fought against the five-color thunder eagle. Although the danger was saved in the end, Reg's body had already reached its limit.
Fortunately, this was the battlefield where two level eight monsters and Mrs. Rose fought yesterday. In addition, this place originally belonged to the territory of the Flame One-Horned Python, and there were no other monsters in the surrounding area. After all, monsters,
Especially high-level monsters are very particular about territory.
Although Reg had done all the first aid he could do, the worry in his heart had not diminished one bit. Is the medicine applied and taken useful?
After a while, Reg put his hand under Mrs. Rose's nose and felt Mrs. Rose's breath. After a while, Reg was surprised to find that Mrs. Rose's originally weak breath became dense and even, and then
Touching Mrs. Rose's wrist, the pulse beat was much stronger than before.
Reg finally breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the medicine he had given him had taken effect, and the wounds had been bandaged and there was no more blood loss. Mrs. Rose's health had improved, but he didn't know how long it would take for her to wake up.
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Reg sat on the ground, thinking about this experience, and he was really scared. These level eight monsters were really powerful, and there were two of them as soon as they came. Fortunately, they were enemies. If they teamed up to deal with him and Qiangwei,
Madam, I'm afraid that within a few rounds, both of us will be defeated...
Thinking about the scene when he arrived, Reg was even more frightened. Judging from the scene, it was probably Madam Rose and the Five-Colored Thunder Eagle who first joined forces to kill the Fire Horned Python, and then the two fought fiercely again. Both sides were injured. It was his own fault.
At that time, the Five-Colored Thunder Eagle had obviously taken a breath, but Mrs. Rose was still unconscious. If she hadn't arrived just in time, Mrs. Rose would have definitely died here...
The Five-Colored Thunder Eagle will never let Mrs. Rose go.
Thinking of this, Reg was a little glad that he didn't wait outside Black Prison Mountain, but chose to follow him and take a look...
Time passed quickly in Reg's wild thoughts. When Mrs. Rose let out a low groan in her throat, it was already noon. Reg turned his head in surprise and looked at Mrs. Rose's mouth opening and closing gently.
As she stood, her eyeballs began to move under her closed eyelids.
Reg whispered in surprise: "Madam, madam..."
Mrs. Rose's eyes slowly opened. Looking at Reg's concerned eyes, she closed her eyes gently. After a while, Mrs. Rose opened her eyes again, but this time Mrs. Rose's eyes were different than before.
Much clearer.
"Regg..."
Mrs. Qiangwei turned her head and looked at the corpse of the five-color thunder eagle lying in the swamp. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised in a tempting arc: "I didn't expect that you saved me. I didn't ask you to wait outside the Black Prison Mountain.
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Reg watched Mrs. Qiangwei wake up, and was extremely happy: "I have been waiting for a long time, but you didn't come, so I came to take a look in this direction. I saw the lightning of the five-color thunder eagle on the way, so I rushed over...
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Mrs. Qiangwei sighed softly, with a smile in her eyes and said: "I originally thought that I would definitely die this time, but I didn't expect that you actually came and killed the Colorless Thunder Eagle. It seems that I am destined not to die."
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After a pause, Mrs. Rose asked: "Do you know where this place is?"
Reg shook his head in confusion, and Mrs. Rose sighed: "This is the Death Swamp, one of the seven forbidden areas in the mainland."
Reg was startled: "This is a forbidden area, so I said, why are there so many monsters, but they are all at a high level? Fortunately, two eighth-level monsters fought, and all the monsters around them ran away. Otherwise, I'm afraid,
I can't get here at all..."
Mrs. Qiangwei smiled lightly and said: "So I am very lucky, and I can survive this way."
Reg remembered the medicine he took to treat Mrs. Qiangwei, and said quickly: "Madam, I'm not sure how injured you are. I gave you two seven-leaf seven-color fruits and two level four healing elixirs.
, the turtle blood ointment I used to treat trauma outside... Do you think I need any more treatment?"
Mrs. Qiangwei looked down at her injury, something strange flashed in her eyes. After a few seconds of silence, Mrs. Qiangwei raised her eyes again, her eyes had returned to calmness: "Hug me up."
Reg was stunned and didn't understand what Mrs. Qiangwei meant. Mrs. Qiangwei said lightly: "Have you seen that hill? There is a spiritual spring in the middle of the hill, which has a strong healing effect. Please help me carry that spiritual spring."
Go to the spring and soak in the spiritual spring."
Only then did Reg understand what Mrs. Rose meant. He bent down with some embarrassment, hugged his shoulders with one hand and his legs with the other, picked up Mrs. Rose and ran towards the hill.
Mrs. Rose closed her eyes slightly and pursed her lips tightly. It was hard to tell what she was thinking in her heart. Reg hugged Mrs. Rose and felt Mrs. Rose leaning against him softly. He felt somewhat strange in his heart, but
Thinking of Mrs. Rose's injury, Reg quickly held his nerve and ran towards the mountain quickly.
The hill is not high. Under the instructions of Mrs. Rose, Reg quickly found the spiritual spring. It was said to be a spiritual spring, but it was better to say it was a small pool. The water emerged from the ground and then accumulated into a pool.
There was a small pool, but the water in this pool showed a strange orange color, and the water in this pool did not overflow. Reg asked with some confusion: "Is this the spiritual spring that the flaming one-horned python talked about?"
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Mrs. Qiangwei nodded and said: "Yes, this spiritual spring should be regarded as a kind of treasure of heaven and earth. It should be some kind of strange thing under the ground. Over time, this spiritual spring has acquired magical healing power. Have you noticed?
You see, the plants around this spiritual spring are much more lush than others, and they all look a little different?"
Reg took a closer look, and sure enough, the plants around the spiritual spring were much more lush than other plants. The leaves were plump and green, and looked attractive in color.
"Dip me in this spring."
Reg first put down Mrs. Rose, ran to move two stones and placed them in a corner of the pool. Then he put Mrs. Rose into the pool, leaving only the top of her neck above the water.
After helping Mrs. Qiangwei gently fix her body, Reg sat on the grass next to her to rest. Mrs. Qiangwei closed her eyes and rested for a while, then said to Reg: "You can come down and take a dip too. I think it's always good for your body."
There are benefits. If you are fine, you can practice cross-legged in the water."
Reg nodded and went down to the spiritual spring. He sat down cross-legged on a stone in the water and began to slowly circulate Dou Qi. This was a kind of practice and a kind of recovery for the body.
Neither of them spoke anymore, and after about two hours passed quietly, Reg finally opened his eyes, but there was a bit of surprise in his eyes.
Reg stepped onto the shore, waved his arms a few times, and felt the fighting spirit in his body. He was even more surprised. Not only did his original fatigue completely disappear, but his body seemed to be full of vitality. Even the fighting spirit seemed to be stronger than before.
More abundant.
Could this spiritual spring really not only have miraculous healing effects, but also help with cultivation?