Ji Xun carried the two of them for a while, and finally stopped when they found a corner of the corridor with almost no monsters.

After putting the two of them down, he patted his old friend again.

Chujiu opened his eyes, looked at the surrounding environment, and saw that there were no skeleton monsters at all, and he breathed a sigh of relief: he was out of danger.

Sure enough, this guy finally figured out a way.

Ji Xun looked at the black blood on his clothes and casually reminded him, "You are seriously injured."

It's not his blood, it's the infection from carrying this old friend.

Chujiu listened, but didn't want to talk about the cause of the injury. He just said lightly: "Yeah."

She had been running away just now and didn't have time to deal with her injuries. Now she had time to breathe. She turned her head and looked at her back, then took out a potion and poured it on. Corrosive gas was sizzling.

It seemed to be in great pain, and her movements were stiff for a moment.

Ji Xun looked at her gloomy mood and never guessed that someone who could give her such a blow from behind must be a very trustworthy person.

The injury that allowed her to maintain this suppressed silver-haired state must have been serious.

However, Ji Xun doesn't have any habit of prying into people's privacy.

People are willing to speak and listen.

If you don't say anything, it's over.

.......

The two of them had a basic understanding and there was no need to say more.

At this time, the psychic named Nanjing also woke up.

She seemed to wake up from a nightmare.

As soon as he opened his eyes, his whole body immediately jumped up deftly and scanned the surroundings very alertly.

Seeing that his companion Chujiu was safe and sound, Nan Jing put down the card in his hand.

The linen cloak had been lifted up when he was carrying it while running away, and only then did Ji Xun realize that it was a black-haired girl with a round head.

The gas mask obscured his appearance, but he sounded young, his eyes were lively, and his facial features were pretty good.

The most eye-catching thing is that she has a very good figure.

Even a loose-fitting adventure tactical uniform couldn't hide the majestic size of her chest.

When Ji Xun was carrying her just now, his back clearly felt like there were two air cushions, soft and waxy.

This is a mature figure that is completely incompatible with her cute round head.

Ji Xun just had a special impression, but he didn't have anything else on his mind.

Nan Jing seemed to be waking up from a dream, and asked Chujiu beside him with a confused expression, "Sister Chujiu, where are we...?"

She remembered that her spirit seemed to be attacked just now, and then she suddenly fell into coma.

I came here when I woke up.

Chujiu didn't respond to this kind of question that she didn't know. She just reminded: "Xiaonan, it was this gentleman who saved us."

"???"

Hearing this, Nan Jing looked over suspiciously, as if thinking about the meaning of this sentence: Save us?

With this thought, it was as if the fragmented thoughts became clear again.

correct.

I was running away just now!

What about those endless skeletons?

Nan Jing looked around and found that not a single monster could be seen around the corridor.

The confusion in her eyes instantly turned into difficulty in being confident. Was she really out of danger?

Ji Xun looked at the psychic lady who seemed to be a little nervous, with a smile in her eyes.

The psychic lady seemed to have not yet recovered from her thoughts. Her big eyes blinked again and again, and the words "Am I still in a coma and dreaming" were written on her face.

Chujiu was accustomed to his companion's slow response, and reminded him a little helplessly: "Xiaonan, you should say 'thank you'..."

Thinking back to the first time I discovered this guy's incredible ability to break situations in 407, he was often confused like this.

But before he finished speaking, injuries surged inside his body, and Chujiu's expression changed instantly.

Although I tried to hold it back, the fishy taste that hit my throat was so sudden that I spat out a mouthful of blood.

After receiving serious injuries and fighting all the way, the injuries were already very serious.

Chujiu quickly activated the spell to suppress it.

Nan Jing on the side looked panicked and hurriedly walked over to help treat the injury.

...

Without the threat of the monster tide, the sense of crisis has temporarily subsided.

Nan Jing's brain had just finished processing the information. While preparing medical tools, he gratefully said to Ji Xun, "Thank you, sir, for saving Chujiu and me just now. You can call me Nan Jing."

Now she has figured it out. If the person in front of her was really malicious, they would all be in danger without doing anything.

Nature is not the enemy.

After saying that, she apologized again: "I'm sorry, it was because of... so..."

She wanted to say something, but she seemed to feel betrayed by her companions, and she couldn't express her family shame.

Momentarily speechless.

Ji Xun didn't take it to heart at all. He smiled politely and introduced himself: "Ji Xun."

After this conversation, the three fell into a brief silence.

Nan Jing didn't have time to say anything more, and was concentrating on dealing with the wound on Chujiu's back. She used scissors to cut open the clothes on Chujiu's back, revealing a terrifying wound about the size of a fist, emitting black smoke.

Only then did Ji Xun realize that his old friend's injuries were more serious than he had seen.

Nanjing's method of treating the wound was obviously very professional. She did not pour the medicine roughly, but took out the surgical tools to debridement.

Her husband carefully cut off the pieces of rotten flesh that were smoking thickly from the wound.

After the cutting was completed, the wound was carefully cleaned with potion.

Then he took out a green card. After activation, the green six-pointed star on the card lit up with green light representing life, lingering around the wound.

At this time, she began to sew carefully.

The whole healing process involved cutting flesh and suturing, and it was painful to watch.

But Chujiu remained silent, his eyes dim and dull.

Ji Xun watched the entire treatment process.

Chujiu's injuries were not just external injuries, but also erosion from the dark energy of the fire system.

It is very troublesome to deal with, and medicine alone is not enough.

Without the suppression of the ice spell, the cut flesh and blood immediately burned into charcoal, and the strange dark fire energy corroded even the scalpel black.

This forced Nanjing to change several scalpels along the way.

Even Ji Xun was frightened when he looked at it.

If this strange injury had occurred to an ordinary person, he would have died suddenly on the spot.

It was obvious that the person who plotted against Chujiu was well aware of her ice spell power and used restraint.

He's familiar with her abilities, and he can also sneak attack... The one who does it is a very trustworthy companion.

What did Ji Xun think of?

But he was not in a hurry to talk.

He closed his eyes and meditated, waiting for them to take care of the wound.

...

After a while, Nanjing sutured the wound.

Only then did the ice demonic power on Chujiu gradually fade away.

The three of them had little communication.

Ji Xun and Chujiu are used to the way of getting along alone without speaking for a long time.

But Nan Jing always felt that the atmosphere was a bit too deserted, and she couldn't help but asked curiously: "Mr. Ji Xun, just now...how did you prevent those skeletons from chasing us?"

Ji Xun didn't want to explain more, but thinking that he might encounter trouble again later, he also said: "The skeleton monster's hatred is triggered by the fluctuation of its sanity value. Don't be afraid, don't be excited, just try to suppress the fluctuation."

"Ah? That's it?"

Nan Jing has been to this maze before, how could he not know this.
To be continued...