Inside the carriage, which is spacious and bright, there is also a woman in blue shirt who is eighteen or nineteen years old.
This girl is slightly less beautiful than Zong Xueling, but she is still a rare beauty, especially her well-developed and graceful figure, which always makes people feel like they are dreaming.
"Xue Ling! My father is right, people's hearts are unpredictable. This person's origin is unknown. You rescue him. What if you have ulterior motives?"
The woman in green shirt glanced at the man covered in blood, her eyebrows furrowed, and a trace of disgust flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Zong Xueling said calmly: "I just want to accumulate some virtue for myself. Sister Qiurou, do you have to take care of this?"
The beautiful woman in green robes had cold eyes and said calmly: "You are the eldest lady of the Zong family, so naturally you don't need me to take care of anything you do! But as your cousin, I have the obligation to remind you!"
"Sister Buluo Qiurou, thank you for your trouble! I know what's appropriate!"
After Zong Xueling finished speaking, she ignored the woman in green shirt, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, dipped it in hot water, and gently and carefully wiped the bloody man in front of her.
"What a handsome young man..."
When Zong Xueling wiped the blood off the man's face, she couldn't help but marvel in her heart.
Although this young man is in a coma, he is very handsome and has sharp edges. Although he is not handsome, he is quite attractive.
What surprised Zong Xueling even more was that this boy looked younger than her.
"This young man must have been chased by his enemies, otherwise he would not have been so seriously injured! Xue Ling, if you are smart, throw him out of the car, otherwise he will be in trouble after all when his enemies kill him!"
The woman in green shirt glanced at the boy, feeling increasingly unhappy.
"Sister Qiurou! I've told you before that you don't need to take care of my affairs. Please don't ask me to say it again!"
Zong Xueling raised her head, her eyes were cold and there was a trace of majesty on her body.
The delicate body of the woman in green shirt trembled slightly, but she fell silent, but an angry light shone in the depths of her eyes.
Suddenly, the young man lying in the carriage moved his eyelashes slightly, and his sharp eyes slowly opened.< br>
Zong Xueling's eyes met with the young man's, and her delicate body trembled suddenly.
These eyes are so sharp, like a peerless sword inside, so sharp that no one dares to look at them.
Zong Xueling quickly lowered her head, her heart beating very fast because she was frightened by the young man's sharp eyes.
"Where is this? Who are you?"
The young man rubbed his temples, barely raised his upper body, leaned against the carriage, and looked at the two women in front of him with doubtful eyes.
This young man is none other than Mu Feng.
On that day, after Mu Feng sacrificed King Wu's Alchemy Book and gave Qiu Xiang the final blow, causing the latter to fall into the depths of the ravine where he would never recover, he then self-destructed the Tai Chi Sword Formation and finally escaped from Fu Chen's pursuit.
But Mu Feng was also seriously injured and fell into a coma.
Before he fell into coma, Mu Feng clearly remembered that it was Chi Sha who escaped with his life with his seriously injured body. As for what happened next, he had no idea at all.
He didn't even know how long he had been unconscious.
"Chisha?"
Mu Feng immediately thought of Chi Sha. He entered the space ring with his mind and found Chi Sha curled up into a ball, lying in the corner of the ring space with weak breath.
After seeing Chi Sha, Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew very well how much damage the Tai Chi Sword Formation would cause to Chi Sha if it exploded.
If Chi Sha is annihilated because of him, I'm afraid he will feel guilty for the rest of his life.
"You're awake. My name is Zong Xueling. When our convoy passed through the ancient frontier road of Jinyan Kingdom, you happened to be lying in the middle of the road, so we rescued you!"
Zong Xueling looked at Mu Feng curiously, and she was deeply impressed by the sharpness in Mu Feng's eyes just now.
"Did you save me?"
Mu Feng's eyes were venomous, and the two women stepped out of the carriage
He could tell from his attitude that the younger girl in front of him should be the one who saved him.
As for the woman in green shirt, she looked at him with a trace of disgust from beginning to end. It was impossible for such a person to care about his life or death.
"What an ungrateful guy! Saving you is the credit of the entire team, not just Xue Ling!"
When the woman in green shirt saw Mu Feng waking up, she ignored her and only focused on Zong Xueling, feeling increasingly unhappy.
Mu Feng frowned slightly and said calmly: "You suggested saving me?"
The woman in green shirt's face froze, and she said angrily: "What a white-eyed wolf! We saved you, and you still dare to question me?"
Mu Feng gave the woman in blue a cold look. With the latter's character, how could he have the compassion to save others? Mu Feng naturally did not believe that saving him had anything to do with the woman in green.
"Sister Qiurou! Stop arguing. He has just woken up. His injuries are very serious and he needs to take a good rest!" Zong Xueling frowned.
The woman in green shirt gave Mu Feng a cold look and stopped talking.
"Thank you Miss Xueling for saving my life! My name is Mu Feng, and I am a casual cultivator!"
Mu Feng smiled at Zong Xueling, his heart filled with gratitude.
He knew very well that if Zong Xueling abandoned him, he might really die.
Lying in the middle of the road, he would either be run over by a passing motorcade or bitten to death by a passing spiritual beast.
"Mr. Mu! Why are you lying on the ancient road? And you were so seriously injured!" Zong Xueling asked curiously.
The moment Mu Feng opened his eyes, Zong Xueling saw the sharpness in Mu Feng's eyes, and she became slightly interested in Mu Feng.
She has also seen many young talents in the Jinyan Capital, many of whom are extremely gifted.
But no one has such a sharp gaze as Mu Feng.
"I was chased by my enemies! I escaped by chance, but was so seriously injured that I passed out on the road! And... Huh?" r> At this point, Mu Feng frowned and found that all the meridians in his body were blocked by dust threads.
The surging spiritual energy in the sea of life cannot flow through the meridians throughout the body at all.
And this also means that Mu Feng cannot mobilize the spiritual energy in his body at all.
What made his face even more ugly was that his body was so damaged that he couldn't even use his true blood form.
And his trump cards, King Wu Alchemy, Huo Liuyan, Ni Shuanghan, Tai Chi Sword Formation, etc. were all destroyed in the battle with Qiu Xiang.
It can be said that the battle between Qiu Xiang and Mu Feng was too great!
Mu Feng's spiritual energy cannot be mobilized now, and his physical body cannot be used. He is like a useless person.
Mu Feng was not discouraged. He knew that this was only temporary. Once he recovered from his injuries and recovered his physical body and meridians, his cultivation level would naturally recover.
Moreover, after this battle, Mu Feng could faintly feel that his cultivation level had loosened somewhat.
Once he recovers from his injuries, he is sure to step into the realm of a half-step martial arts king.
"My injury is too serious. It will take a lot of time to fully recover!" Mu Feng smiled bitterly in his heart.
"Well? The aura is not visible, the spiritual energy is weak, you are not even in the life wheel realm?"
The woman in green shirt noticed that Mu Feng was mobilizing his spiritual energy, and found that the latter's spiritual energy was weak, so she couldn't help but asked in surprise.
"I was seriously injured and the meridians in my body were blocked. I am currently unable to mobilize my spiritual energy!" Mu Feng said helplessly.
"If you can't mobilize your spiritual energy, isn't it just useless?"
The woman in green clothes frowned and spoke more directly, her eyes full of contempt and disdain.
God builds the continent, and strength is respected. Regardless of whether you are male, female, old or young, if you do not have strength, you will be cast aside and despised by others.
Of course, not everyone will despise useless waste.
Zong Xueling did not. Although she was surprised, she was not as disdainful as the woman in green clothes. Instead, she showed a trace of pity.