In the clear stream, there was a young man lying. His face was as pale as paper, without human color, and his body was even more miserable. There were cracks everywhere, the skin was torn, and the white bones were exposed and broken. It was very... It was scary, his eyes were closed tightly, he was in a coma, and he was flowing down the river.
"It's a dead man, don't worry about it."
A stout man glanced at it and said in a rough voice.
Because, on his shoulders, he was still carrying two lion-shaped beasts weighing hundreds of kilograms. This journey, even if he was already at the peak of martial arts, was not that easy to bear.
His words were recognized by most people, because the man in the stream clearly looked like he was not breathing.
Moreover, even if he is still alive, it is almost impossible to heal from such severe wounds on his body.
"etc."
The man who was called Brother Quan and was the only person among the group who was promoted to the Wuzong, his eyes stopped on the left chest of the young man soaked in the stream.
There was a slight jittering arc there. Although it was not big, he could clearly see it with his sharp eyes.
And the heartbeat.
"Wow."
At his signal, the four men jumped into the water and carefully rescued the young man in the stream.
"He's not dead yet."
He put two fingers on the young man's left chest and felt it for a while. The man named Quan Ge said in a rather surprised tone.
"Not dead."
The eyes of the strong man carrying the beast widened.
The young man who was salvaged in front of him had a large area of his body cracked. His chest collapsed, and the broken bones were broken out. The wounds everywhere were soaked by the stream and turned white. The blood seemed to have drained away. This was already the case. He's actually still alive.
These people from the small village were a little unbelievable, but it seemed that this brother Quan was very prestigious in their minds. After he spoke, no one raised any questions.
"This is no ordinary person."
Glancing at the scars on the young man's body, the man named Quan Ge's eyes narrowed.
Not to mention other things, it is really not easy for a person to be injured like this. Moreover, it is even more strange that he can still do it after suffering such trauma.
"Brother Quan, even if he is not dead, he is definitely disabled. There is no need for us to care about him. Besides, who knows whether he is a good guy or a bad guy, so why bother asking for trouble."
The strong man carrying the beast muttered again.
These two beasts were really heavy today.
However, his words expressed the thoughts of a group of people.
Brother Quan frowned and agreed with their words in his heart. Just when he was about to stand up, he saw that a relatively small wound on the young man in front of him had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, he saw that the wound formed a scab, then fell off, and even returned to its normal skin color very quickly.
"this……"
Brother Quan was dumbfounded by the scene in front of him, and there was a look of shock in his pupils. After a long time, under the urging of the people on the side, he finally came to his senses and made a firm decision, "Take him back first."
Although everyone was a little reluctant, they still made a simple support and carried the young man back to the small mountain village.
The people in the mountain village were relatively simple, so the two beasts were quickly distributed to each family, and the young man who was rescued was placed in Brother Quan's home.
Quan's brother's name is Quan Yong. Actually, he is not from this village. He just came to this small village more than ten years ago. At that time, he was seriously injured and came here with a baby girl. Because he had a good With his strength, he rescued several villagers while hunting in the mountains, and the people in the small village soon accepted it. Moreover, because of his presence, the casualties in the village were reduced, and they never went hungry again. He has gained the respect of the villagers, and the villagers will usually do whatever he wants.
More than ten years have passed since this time. Quan Yong usually goes hunting with the villagers every day, but when he is alone, there is a touch of vicissitudes and sadness in his eyes.
Therefore, the old people in the village said that he was a man with stories, but whenever someone asked, he never answered, and he never even told who the mother of the baby girl was.
Quan Yong's house was at the north end of the village. A group of people carried the young man to the door of the house. The door was opened, and a pretty girl wearing coarse cloth came out of the house. What they saw was this She was a little dazed when she saw the scene, but when she saw that the person on the stretcher was not Quan Yong, she breathed a sigh of relief. With a pure smile on her face, the young people who looked at her were a little dazed.
"Rongrong, get out of the way first."
Quan Yong came over, pulled his daughter aside, and ordered several young people to send the seriously injured young man into his room.
After a while, a few young people arranged everything and left. Quan Yong also returned to the room.
"Dad, who is he and why was he so seriously injured?"
Looking at the young man with closed eyes on the bed, Quan Rongrong's bright eyes flashed with curiosity, and she asked Quan Yong who walked in.
"I don't know, I met him in the mountains, but I think he can still be saved."
When facing his daughter, Quan Yong's eyes revealed a look of love. He rubbed the girl's head and motioned for her to leave.
"Sure enough, the wounds on his body were able to heal on their own."
Quan Yong's eyes once again focused on a tiny wound on the young man's body. Sure enough, after he observed it for a period of time, the wound healed naturally, and there was no trace at all, just like the wound just now had no trace at all. It's like it doesn't exist.
After observing many places in succession, Quan Yong was able to confirm that the young man in front of him was indeed capable of self-recovery, and the recovery speed was astonishing.
Moreover, after his observation, both the large wounds and the broken bones were healing and recovering at a slow speed...
"hiss……"
He smacked his tongue secretly, took a breath of cold air, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.
This speed of recovery is simply astonishing. Quan Yong is considered the most knowledgeable person in this small village. At this moment, he is somewhat unable to recover.
"Definitely not a simple person."
A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then he walked out and walked into the mountains. It was not until nightfall that he walked out of the mountains carrying a beast and a handful of herbs.
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