Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 696
Boom!

After the ancient compass absorbed the blow of the goddess, it immediately burst into dazzling light, and immediately there seemed to be a sound of gears turning inside, sending Jiang Mo and the big yellow cat thousands of miles away.

In the originally quiet and windless weather, a wind whirlpool suddenly rolled up, and immediately after that, the space barrier began to squirm like a wave of water, and a person and a cat were thrown out from there.

This place is different from Zhenguiguan. Without the long yellow sand, it looks beautiful.

The big yellow cat was alright. Even though the ancient compass had been sacrificed, its power was almost exhausted, but its consciousness was still clear after all, while Jiang Mo was in a coma.

The woman from the Divine Spirit Mansion had almost smashed Jiang Mo's right chest with that sword. Even though Jiang Mo had reached the state of perfect body training, he couldn't stand such a toss.

As a result of the massive consumption of Yuanli and such severe trauma to the body, he fell into a coma.

The big yellow cat is still conscious, and it casts its eyes on the stream under its feet.

The gurgling stream was fairly clear, the big yellow cat dragged Jiang Mo's sleeve with difficulty with his teeth, and threw him into the stream, while the big yellow cat also flowed down the stream.

Where there is water, there are people. Maybe Jiang Mo can save his life.

A few days later, at the lower reaches of the stream, there was a very handsome woman washing clothes by the stream, she had a pair of autumn eyes, very pretty.

"Ahh~" The handsome woman suddenly screamed, because she saw a person floating along the stream, and that person happened to be stuck in a gap between a boulder.

After all, the woman was kind-hearted. She rolled up her trousers, revealing her white and tender calves. She bravely stepped on the raised stones in the stream and walked towards the man.

"There is still breath." The woman reached out her hand and put it on the man's nose to feel it, with a relaxed look on her pretty face.

After a lot of effort, the woman moved the stone and pulled the man out of the stream to the bank.

"There is such a big wound on his body." After the woman pulled the man to the shore, she found a penetrating wound on his right chest. If the stream hadn't washed away the blood, it would have been even more terrifying.

"There are many wild beasts in this mountain forest. We can't put him here, or he will be eaten by wolves." The woman said secretly, living in a small tribe, no matter men, women, old or young, they all have some skills, so it is not a good idea. Be afraid of wild beasts in the mountains and forests.

However, the woman's strength was not strong, and Jiang Mo's body, which weighed more than a hundred pounds, seemed to be very strenuous. It was only half a mile from the stream to her house, but it made her pretty face flush with exhaustion.

"Sister Yun, who is this?" A muscular young man poked his head out and asked with a smile.

"I met a person by the stream. I saw that he was seriously injured, so I brought him back." The woman was called Xiaoyun in the tribe, and the younger ones called her Sister Yun.

The person brought back by Xiaoyun was none other than Jiang Mo, whose body was pierced by the goddess's feather sword, and the feather sword was quenched with toxin, which made him fall into a coma.

Not long after Jiang Mo was carried back to the tribe by Xiao Yun, the big yellow cat also came along with the smell. It was relieved when it saw someone taking care of Jiang Mo. If Jiang Mo just hangs here like this, it wants to return to the Immortal King Tomb, it is estimated that it is impossible.

Xiaoyun stared at Jiang Mo's side face, he could see the hand in a daze, and felt more and more that this man's face was cut by a knife, even with his eyes closed and his face pale, he was still very handsome.

"Bah, what are you thinking? I'm really shameless." Xiaoyun spat in his heart, and then began to search for herbs from the house to apply medicine for Jiang Mo.

In the evening, a dark-faced young man returned with a bundle of firewood on his back. He saw a strange man lying on the bed and asked, "Sister, who is this man?"

The dark-faced boy is Xiaoyun's younger brother. Their parents died early, and the siblings depend on each other for life.

Although this tribe is not big, it is more than enough to provide a shelter for the siblings.

"I was washing clothes by the stream this morning, and saw this man injured and unconscious, so I took him home. Otherwise, he would have been eaten by wolves, tigers and leopards in the forest," Xiaoyun explained.

"Oh." The dark-faced boy nodded, and his sister was very kind-hearted, sometimes bringing back some injured little rabbits from the forest.

"Cough cough..." Jiang Mo lying on the bed coughed a few times and spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood. He has the Eight Desolation Burning Flame in his body, and he is not afraid of the toxin on the feather sword. After spitting out the black blood, he should be in a coma After a few days, there will be no problem.

He vomited blood and frightened the siblings, the dark-faced boy said nervously: "Sister, he is poisoned!"

Xiao Yunxiu also frowned slightly, apparently not in such a situation, she said to her younger brother: "You stay here and guard, I will go to the tribe and ask the elders for some medicinal herbs to cure poison."

"Sister, you still want to go to the tribe? Some guys have bad intentions for you..." The dark-faced boy hesitated to speak.

"Forget it, I can't control so much now. Saving people is the most important thing." Xiaoyun went to the tribe's experts.

This is also a tribe of monster tribes, but compared to the tribes like Lei Yaobu ​​and Xuan Yaobu, where Wuhuang and even Wuzong powerhouses are in charge, this place is much smaller.

The strongest person is just the patriarch, who is only one-star Martial King.

Located in a remote mountain forest, the folk customs of this tribe are very simple, unlike those soldiers of the Thunder Demon tribe, who are full of murderous intent.

"Xiaoyun, it's just a coincidence that you want medicinal herbs for curing poison. My grandfather is in charge of these medicinal herbs. If you want them, I can get them for you, but you have to promise me..." A The young man from the Yao clan in brocade clothes salivated when he looked at Xiaoyun's delicate face.

"As long as you bring me the herbs, I will find a chance to repay you in the future." Xiaoyun frowned, displeased with the young man from the Jinyi Yaozu.

"Hahaha, it's so good." Soon, the young man from the Jinyi Yaozu ordered his subordinates to fetch herbs, and when Xiaoyun was about to leave, he did not forget to say, "Don't break your promise."

Under Xiaoyun's careful care, Jiang Mo's complexion got better and better, and gradually became rosy.

In the past few days, she changed the dressing and scrubbed the young man in black. When she saw the huge wound on his chest, she couldn't bear it. She didn't know who was so cruel to do this.

The only fortunate thing is that this person's life is no longer seriously affected, as long as he rests for a few days, he can recover quickly.

"I'm finally recovering, but I haven't woken up yet." Feeling that the young man in black on the bed was breathing more and more evenly, a happy smile appeared on Xiaoyun's delicate face.

However, Xiaoyun's good mood didn't last long, and was interrupted by an annoying voice.

"Xiaoyun, I'm here to see you."

It was the young man from the Yaozu who was wearing brocade clothes.

(End of this chapter)