As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that his judgment was wrong.

Occasionally, there is still a little breathing between Qiaoqiao's mouth and nose, but the frequency is too low and the interval is too long, which will give people the illusion of death.

"Not dead yet."

Ghost Mandrill replied concisely and concisely, "Save her."

"She's hurt."

Zhong Wen glanced at him with a half-smile, then picked up Qiaoqiao Hao Wan and felt it carefully, "Why are you so nervous? Aren't you afraid that Sister Ran will be jealous?"

"She ended up like this just to save me."

Ghost Mandrill's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes did not waver at all, "I want to save her."

This guy!

Zhong Wen stared at his firm and clear eyes and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

From the other party's eyes, he only saw the determination to save Qiaoqiao, but not the slightest thought.

This man with a bad temper and a prolific murderous streak is unexpectedly pure at heart.

"Snapped!"

After a moment of silence, Zhong Wen suddenly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers neatly.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Branch after branch broke out of the ground beneath their feet, soaring into the sky with lightning speed, and wrapped around Qiao Qiao's cold body.

The surface of every branch shone with a gleaming green light, and a strong breath of life rushed towards them, making everyone around them feel refreshed and relaxed, as if they had swallowed some great tonic medicine.

"Huh?"

After about ten breaths, Zhong Wen couldn't help but frowned as he looked at Qiaoqiao, whose face was ashen and showing no signs of improvement. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

With his current strength, if he activates the spirit body, even if the opponent has already stepped into the gate of hell, he can supposedly bring him back to the present world.

But such a majestic life force fell on Qiaoqiao, like a mud cow sinking into the sea, without any feedback.

After thinking for a moment, he pinched Qiaoqiao's pink cheek with his left hand, and a crystal clear pill suddenly appeared in his right hand, and he slowly put it into the girl's mouth.

He is the king of elixirs, the best fighter, and the king of hell with his hands!

The moment the elixir entered the mouth, Qiao Qiao's delicate eyebrows twitched slightly, a faint breath of life escaped from her body, and a hint of rosiness appeared on her originally pale cheeks.

Done!

Seeing that her condition had improved, Gui Mandrill, Sun Minmin and others were overjoyed. Xue Nu quickly came closer and gently held Qiaoqiao's slender left hand. Her eyes were full of concern, just like a mother watching.

Looking after his beloved daughter.

Just when everyone thought she was about to wake up, Qiaoqiao suddenly trembled and her mouth was stuffy.

With a snort, the little bit of blood on his face disappeared instantly, as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and the vitality that had just become active suddenly declined again.

"Qiao Qiao!"

Xue Nu and Sun Minmin immediately lost their beauty and exclaimed in unison.

"Do you know how to treat it?"

Gui Mandrill was even more anxious and glared at Zhong Wen, "If she dies, I will never let go of you!"

Is it you who caused her to be like this?

I took action out of kindness, why the hell are you still relying on me?

Zhong Wen rolled his eyes angrily and couldn't help but secretly complained in his heart.

Even the King of Hell cannot be cured by tearing him apart with his hands.

Could it be that she was not injured?

Finally, he understood the mood of Demon Mandrill and the others, so he didn't reply aloud. Instead, he stroked his chin and started thinking.

"Xiao was not sure before."

Xiao Pan, the "Flower Lord" on the side, suddenly said, "Now it seems that it must be the farmer's way of offering sacrifices."

"Sacrifice?"

Zhong Wen looked up at him, a trace of doubt flashing across his face.

"When I was young, I traveled around the country. I once got acquainted with a boy from a farmer's family. After drinking for three times, I learned some unknown secrets from him."

Xiao Pan nodded and said, "It is said that this method of sacrifice is a supreme secret method that can only be performed by the blood of farmers. It can activate or even change another person's own potential to the greatest extent. The effect is unparalleled, and the cost is

, is the caster’s own life.”

"you mean……"

Zhong Wen thought for a moment and asked, "Qiaoqiao knows this secret method and used it on Ghost Mandrill?"

"Exactly." Xiao Pan nodded.

"If it's true what you said."

Zhong Wen thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Isn't Qiaoqiao supposed to be dead? Why is he still breathing?"

"According to the farmer's boy, once he sacrifices himself, it is equivalent to the caster voluntarily giving up his life. It is similar to a contract. No matter what elixir or medicine you have, you can never get it back."

Xiao Pan pondered for a long time, and then replied carefully, "However, there are no exceptions. Among the farmers' practitioners in the past generations, there was one person who not only survived, but also successfully gave birth to an heir, continuing the bloodline. Perhaps it was a coincidence.

He is also a lucky person like him."

"A lucky person...?"

Zhong Wen glanced at Qiaoqiao, who was almost out of breath, and felt quite complicated.

Za, "Looking at her appearance, it seems like she won't be lucky for long."

"Where is the farmhouse?" Ghost Mandrill suddenly interrupted.

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings suddenly fell into a strange silence.

"Boy."

The Sand King's voice was indescribably weird, "Do you want to go to the farmhouse?"

"good."

Ghost Mandrill nodded without hesitation and said, "Since someone can survive, there must be a way. I want to find that person and ask questions."

"Do you know what a farmhouse is?"

The Sand King laughed strangely and said, "Even I don't dare to wander there. It's not an exaggeration to say it's a dragon's pond and a tiger's den."

"You do not dare."

Ghost Mandrill responded unceremoniously, "That doesn't mean I don't dare!"

"You little guy who doesn't know how high the sky is!"

King Sha was not angry, but instead grinned and said, "If you want to commit suicide, of course I won't stop you. It's just a pity that a good young man will be killed."

"We even broke into the royal court."

Zhong Wen couldn't help but ask, "What kind of farmhouse is this? Is it possible that it is more powerful than Wang Ting?"

"Not sure."

King Sha shook his head and said, "It's just because it's unclear that it's scary."

When Zhong Wen heard this, he immediately fell into silence.

King Sha's words were vague, but he clearly understood what the other party meant.

Even the Sand King, who was once a guard of Chaos, couldn't fathom the depths of the farmhouse, which shows how unfathomable this power is.

"Now we have completely broken up with the royal court."

He was silent for a long time, and finally said slowly, "It would be unwise to provoke a powerful enemy at this time."

"I'll go alone."

Ghost Mandrill said without hesitation, "You don't need to interfere."

"Not to mention whether you can succeed or not."

Zhong Wen glanced at the dying Qiaoqiao again, "She may have crossed the Naihe Bridge in just such a short time."

"this……"

Ghost Mandrill was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look troubled.

"My lord."

Emperor Hun Tian, ​​who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "I do have an immature idea."

"Say." Zhong Wenyan said concisely and comprehensively.

"Human life is only composed of two parts: body and soul."
To be continued...