Pluto's Golden Concubine

Before the snow wolf could get out of the way, it was split in half, blood spattered, the wolf's flesh and limbs were separated, the scene was very bloody.

Immediately, the wolves howled continuously, the green light became even more gloomy, and each wolf roared continuously.

"Ah! Master!" Seeing Zitang covered in blood, Xiao Jiekong yelled in horror, and even cried and ran to Zitang's side, looking at the bloody back, tears flowed Even more ferocious.

However, although Zitang fainted, he grunted in pain from time to time, his brows were always tightened, and he knew he was in great pain at a glance.

Little Jiekong cried so hard that he kept shouting, "Master! Don't die! Don't die! Master, master..."

The howling wolves kept going all around, and a gust of wind blew in. The air exuded a strong smell of blood, but it aroused the natural bloodthirsty wolf nature of the snow wolves even more, and several snow wolves appeared from a distance, joining the wolf among the group.

Seeing this scene, Xiyue was shocked, knowing that if this continues, the life and death of her group will really be uncertain.

Therefore, Xiyue instantly lit Zitang's acupuncture points, allowing him to temporarily stabilize the blood, but only for a while, so that the blood would not flow so fast.

Then Xiyue carried Zitang who had fainted behind her back, hugging Xiao Jiekong who was crying loudly, with luck in her dantian, performed lightness kung fu, stepped on the head of the snow wolf that was about to attack, flew up into the air, and stomped a few times , jumped up in the air.

At this moment, the Divine Condor flapped its wings and flew up, took over Xiyue and his party, screamed, and flew towards the sky vigorously.

The snow wolves underground kept roaring, and some of them just wanted to rush over, but it was all in vain.

Xiyue looked at the back mountain that was getting further and further away, and her uneasy heart finally calmed down. The most important thing now is Zitang's injury!

Whistling, Xiyue calmly directed the sculpture to fly towards the small hut.And Xiao Jiekong threw all his heart on Zitang, his little face was full of worry.

When they arrived at the small hut, the divine eagle landed slowly.

Xiyue came down with Zitang on her back, Xiao Jiekong also jumped down, and kept guarding Zitang's side.

When she reached a safe place, Xiyue touched the feathers of the divine sculpture, waved her hand, and the divine sculpture left with a pair of huge wings.

Then Xiyue put her back in the house quickly and put it down, carefully watching her injury.

However, Zitang's injury at this time was very bad. His leg was injured and he was bleeding all the time, and he added a new injury, that is, the torn wound of Snow Wolf on his back. The blood that flowed out soaked his whole body, like Like a blood man.

The always handsome face was pale and colorless, the gentle brows were drawn together, the lips were bloodless, and she lay there motionless, without any reaction.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiekong rushed over.

"Master! Master! Wake up, don't fall off Jiekong, you can't die! You can't! If you die, what will Jiekong do! Wake up!"

Xiao Jiekong screamed miserably, but Zitang didn't move at all, only blood kept flowing.

Seeing this, little Jiekong was even more sad, tears flowed desperately, grabbed Zitang Weiliang's hand, and said sadly: "Master! You must wake up! Don't abandon Jiekong. You If you die, Jie Kong, Jie Kong will accompany you, and I will not live anymore!"

Zitang still closed his eyes tightly, if he wasn't still breathing, he would really be like a dead person.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiekong was even more worried.In desperation, he kept shaking Zitang's hand, as if trying to wake him up.

As a result, the person didn't wake up, and the blood on Zitang's back flowed faster.

Xiyue on one side couldn't stand it any longer, and took Xiao Jiekong's little paw away from Zitang's side, and gave the little guy a fierce look of contempt.

"If you want your master to see Hades earlier, you'd better shake it a few more times!" Xiyue reprimanded angrily.

Little Jiekong raised his tearful eyes and said with great sadness: "I, I want Master to wake up. If he dies, I won't live alone."

Xiyue dripped cold sweat and said, "If you continue to stand in front of me like this, you will soon be able to die with your master."

Hearing this, Xiao Jiekong burst into tears, and quickly gave up a place for Xiyue to check on Master's injuries.

Seeing this, Xiyue didn't continue to stimulate Xiao Jiekong anymore. She stretched out her hand and rolled over Shang Zitang's eyelids, seeing that its color was normal, and then checked her pulse, which beat very weakly. From the bloodstains, it seemed that he had lost too much blood, and if he did not stop the bleeding treatment, Zitang might really not be able to survive.

"Master! Master! You must not die!" Xiao Jiekong here was still sniffling, with two lines of tears hanging down, babbling this sentence.

Hearing Xiao Jiekong's words, Xiyue couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and said, "If you continue to read like this, I'm afraid that your master will be annoyed to death if your master is not dead."

Xiao Jiekong was also extremely sad, and his relationship with Zitang has always been very deep, but he is his only relative in the world, seeing him in such a difficult situation, how could he bear it.

Seeing Xiyue speak like this made her even more sad.

"I, I'm worried about Master! Master won't die, right?" Xiao Jiekong looked at Xiyue with tears in his eyes, and asked with a glimmer of hope.

Xiyue didn't nod, didn't shake her head, and said in a low tone, "Your master is bleeding too much, and the injury is serious, and we found out a little late, the leg injury was infected, and the back was severely injured, It’s hard to tell.”

Hearing these words, Xiao Jiekong didn't understand some words very well, but he did understand a little bit, that is, Master's life is in danger.

Immediately, Xiao Jiekong turned pale, looking at Xiyue as much as seeing the savior, crying and begging: "Please, please save Master. Please save him!"

"Be quiet for me and stand aside." Xiyue looked at Zitang's appearance, feeling a little irritable in her heart.

Little Jiekong didn't dare to resist, he left Zitang's side, stepped aside, sniffled, thinking about what Master said, a man should not cry!

So, Xiao Jiekong tried his best to control himself and didn't cry anymore.

Xiyue by the bed tore the cloth from Zitang's leg. The injury was shocking. Just as she thought, she was infected, and the wound was covered with a lot of dust, so she didn't treat it in time.

Although Zitang was already in a coma, he did not let go of the handful of purple spirit grass tightly held in his hand.

Xiyue reached out to pick off the purple spirit grass, but Zitang's hand was held so tightly that she couldn't pull it out for a while.

"Zitang! It's me! I want to clean your wound, so let go."

Xiyue just said something vaguely, thinking that Zitang, who had fainted, would not respond.

As a result, Zitang's hand really moved.

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