Ling Chuxi inserted several golden needles into Jiang Wuhen's back, drained out the blood, and then sprinkled medicinal powder on it.
Jiang Wuhen felt a cool feeling on his back, and even the pain and depression in his internal organs were much better. He knew that Ling Chuxi was treating his injuries.
"It seems like I'm thinking too much." Jiang Wuhen said with a smile.
Ling Chuxi ignored him and continued to insert needles. Gradually, the dark brown palm prints on Jiang Wuhen's back turned into bright red. Then, the blood gradually dispersed and the palm prints became much lighter.
"Okay. You are lucky." Ling Chuxi began to withdraw the needles. After passing the golden needles through the acupoints, Jiang Wuhen would be back to normal in a short time, and there would be no hidden diseases left.
"Why save me?" Jiang Wuhen asked seemingly casually. He could see that Ling Chuxi and the other two didn't have any good impressions of him. In the situation just now, they could have left him and escaped alone. There was no need to bring him with him.
It was a burden, not to mention that the appearance of Elder Qiu had already proved that he was not lying. This trail indeed led to the Valley of Rejuvenation, so there was no need for them to save themselves.
"Although you are a bit annoying, we are all companions anyway. I don't want to watch you die in front of my eyes." Ling Chuxi said lightly.
"Companion?" Jiang Wuhen was stunned and repeated these two words. His expression became complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Ling Chuxi ignored him. She was taking the time to rest. After resting for a while and eating something, they continued walking along the path.
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At the same time, on a solitary peak rising from the ground, a young girl stood in the wind, her white dress dancing in the wind. Her graceful and agile figure seemed to be floating in the clouds. Although she was right in front of her, she gave people a strange impression.
A feeling of emptiness and emptiness. The girl has a beautiful face and an elegant temperament. Her expression is as cold as a fairy who cannot eat fireworks from the world. It makes people watch from a distance and cannot feel the slightest blasphemy.
Four blooming girls stood beside her. Each one of them had a majestic appearance, but they were eclipsed by her, like the stars surrounding a bright moon, so dim and dull.
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Elder Qiu and the others stood tremblingly below, with their heads lowered and their eyes flickering, not daring to look into her eyes. Elder Qiu's wound had been bandaged, but faint traces of blood were still visible.
"Who is it?" the girl spoke, her voice was like water in a stream, or like the echo in an empty valley, refreshing and sweet, yet so distant and cold.
"I don't know, they are two men and one woman. The woman and the other man both have the strength of the Great Perfection realm. I'm afraid they are the helpers invited by the Huishengtang." Elder Qiu's voice was trembling, and he was full of concern for the girl in front of him.
Full of awe, but also full of fear.
"Oh." The girl responded lightly, still looking at the mountains in the distance. At this moment, it seemed as if the thousands of miles of dangerous mountains and cliffs all around her were surrendering to her feet.
"Please rest assured, Miss, I have used the Nether Blood Ants, they will not be able to reach the Valley of Rejuvenation." Elder Qiu added quickly as his whole body was cold, but thick beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Go." The girl seemed not to hear what she said and waved her sleeves gently.
"Yes, yes, please rest assured, Miss, we will never let Miss down this time." Elder Qiu felt relieved and bowed back.
It wasn't until he retreated to a place where he couldn't see the little girl that he sat down on the ground. His feet felt like they were filled with lead, and his whole body looked like he had just been fished out of the water.