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Chapter 247 Serious Injury (Subscribe)

The cold moonlight shone down, reflecting a scene of ruins and dilapidated walls.

Misty smoke and dust floated in the night, making him even more drowsy.

Cough cough, with a cough, Meng Zhao lifted the dead man who was already as muddy in his hands, propped his hands on the ground, and slowly got up.

The originally luxurious and neat clothes have been torn and scratched by countless vigor, stained with dust, sawdust, gravel, and the long hair and headbands have collapsed.

Not only that, Meng Zhao even vomited two taels of blood from his mouth not long after he stood up, but his breath didn't show any signs of weakness, and his eyes became brighter.

He vomited blood because of a strong external impact, viscera vibrated, resulting in blood stasis. Now that the blood stasis is discharged, with his cultivation base and physical strength, there is no serious problem.

After returning to the Meng Mansion, absorb the wood essence in the Earth Spirit Bead and practice for one night to replenish vitality and activate the blood vessels, and then it will be restored to its original state.

"It's still too weak!"

Meng Zhao sighed with emotion in his heart, but expressed his current strength situation, no matter how powerful his magic skills, no matter how invincible talent, until they can't be fully exchanged for strength, they all seem vain.

Even today, he couldn't even stop the aftermath of the battle between two innate masters, and one of them didn't even come in person. It is conceivable that if he really intends to attack him, there is no possibility of resisting it.

It was not his fault that he was ruthless, and he directly pulled a young man who practiced internal strength to act as a meat shield to slow down the first wave of impact damage. This shocking blow that destroyed the entire Minghualou required him to cultivate himself. It will take two to three months to recover.

At that time, he was the only one who could and dared to do this.

A dead fellow is not a poor one. Meng Zhao has never been a good person, nor would he pretend to be a good person.

Except for Meng Zhao, of course there are many masters who survived, and they all staggered to their feet at this time, but compared to Meng Zhao, they were only slightly embarrassed, and spit out a mouthful of blood with ease. Quite a few traumas.

For example, Yu Amano, even though he practiced the unique knowledge of Yugumen, he practiced amazingly, but he still had a broken rib, and he was unable to move. , but now his vitality and blood are greatly damaged, he is weak, and the young master of the Wang family, his legs are bloody and bloody, wailing in pain, slapping the messy ruins, tears like rain...

The only one that was intact was Tang Ling'er, who was by the weak Zheng Kexie's side. Even her clothes were not messy, and she was as beautiful as before.

Apparently True Monarch Huolong had left protective means on her body, so she was safe and sound in the face of such an impact.

This is the advantage of having a big backer and a big background. There are people on top, and there are naturally many means.

"Master, are you alright?"

Lu Le was also miserable at this time, his right arm was scratched by an overflowing sword energy, dripping with blood, if he made a mistake and dodged in time, he might lose an arm, following in the footsteps of the Condor Hero One Armed Sword and others up.

Not only that, his face was pale and bloodless, and his energy was weakened by more than [-]%. It was obvious that he had resisted the remaining strength, his vitality was seriously depleted, and he suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Meng Zhao shook his head, supported Lu Le with his left hand, and put his right hand against the back of his heart, breathing in a ray of pure inner breath to suppress internal injuries and regulate scattered internal energy. ,
Chiqi ordered the internal energy to be domineering, scorching like magma, good at fighting, but not very good at healing injuries, so Meng Zhao was not stingy with internal energy, but did not dare to input too much internal energy, so as not to hurt Lu Le.

If he really wanted to treat the injury, he had to go back to the Meng Mansion and ask Tong Shenyi for diagnosis and treatment, so there must be no major problems.

"Young master, the situation is not clear right now, so you don't need to waste your internal energy for this little slave."

Lu Le was very moved, and said with a pale face.

"Okay, it's just a ray of internal breath, it's nothing."

While speaking, Meng Zhao glanced at the current situation in the field.

Minghua Building spans the front and back streets, covering a very large area. Yuyu Qionglou, with cornices and arch walls, was originally a first-class exquisite building, but now the buildings collapsed from top to bottom, and the broken wood, bricks and tiles collapsed. Most of them were blown away by Qi Jin and scattered in all directions, which can be said to have been accumulated for decades.

Of course, these are not what Meng Zhao cares about. What he really cares about is the whereabouts of Fang Xiaohou and the eunuch Zhu Guangxi. What happened tonight was purely an innocent disaster. They were all brought about by them, but now they are nowhere to be seen.

However, these two people did not show up.

Crashing, from a remnant of ruins about three meters high, there was a sound of pushing and shoving, and at the same time an extremely weak and frightening sound came out,
"Cough, fourth, fourth, help me, I'm here, fourth..."

Just now Meng Zhao wondered if Meng Xi had been crushed to death by this slack energy. Now that he heard the sound, he secretly thought that the disaster would last for thousands of years, but he and Lu Le went forward and turned over the piled up wooden wreckage. find a side to appease,
"Brother, don't worry, Ale and I are here to save you."

Not long after, a blood-stained person was dug out. Who else was it if it wasn't Meng Xi?
It's just that the eldest son of the Meng family is miserable at this time. Except for those who were killed, his injury may be regarded as the most serious among all the people in the field.

The right eye was pierced by a wooden thorn that flew from nowhere, the blood was stained with dust, the blood was muddy, and he was probably blind. Both arms were twisted from the elbows in a strange arc, and they were probably broken too. .

What's even more frightening is that when Meng Zhao helped him up, he wanted to inject an internal energy into him to suppress the internal injury and regulate the internal energy, but unexpectedly found that Meng Xi's body was like a big funnel, and the originally strong internal force was being transformed into a kind of unreasonable force. The normal speed dissipates, and the internal information he input also dissipates quickly, without any effect.

It's like, like, the dantian was abolished?

Acquired the second stage of accumulating Qi and transforming the sea is to open up and condense the dantian, which is the most important thing for warriors. It is also known as the road to building foundations. Loss is equivalent to cutting off the future of martial arts.

At this moment, Meng Xi's face was full of panic and panic. Even though she had always had little regard for Meng Zhao, and even had many disputes, at this moment, she still trusted and was closest to Meng Zhao who had a blood relationship.

Relatives, brothers, broken bones are still connected, compared to outsiders, of course, my brothers are more reliable.

Therefore, he stuck to Meng Zhao's side tightly, for fear that Meng Zhao would leave him behind, and at the same time kept muttering,

"Fourth, go, get out of here, we are not rivals...

My eyes hurt, I can't see anything, am I blind...

I'm going to kill that eunuch, kill him..."

Tossing and turning, rambling, tossing and turning.

As the eldest son of the Meng family and one of the heirs, Meng Xi has always been aloof, domineering, arrogant, and possessed a strong aura in the past.

However, I can't see any of them now. It seems that I was frightened by the dangerous situation just now, and there are some signs of mental breakdown.

Meng Zhao's face was so serious that it could even be said to be livid. Looking at Meng Xi, he didn't know what to think, so he gave Lu Le a wink and asked him to give Meng Xi a brief treatment of his injuries while speaking to comfort him.

What happened today really broke the sky.

In Nan'an and even Jizhou, if Fang Xiaohou dies, or even other people die, there will be no big disturbances. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Many people don't want to cause too much trouble at their doorstep, which is troublesome and unsafe. .

But Meng Xi suffered such a serious injury, and he might even become a disabled martial artist, which is a big trouble.

How can the Meng family of the local emperor give up?
(End of this chapter)