Small town adventure

Chapter 272 Is there any help?

Shui'er understood, took out a pill and put it near Daoist Qingyang's mouth.

Daoist Qingyang took a lot of effort to swallow the pill, and then sat on the ground motionless, with his hands on his knees, his fingers slightly bent and stretched, like an old monk in meditation.

After a long time, Daoist Qingyang slowly opened his eyes, spit out a puff of black air from his mouth, coughed several times, and said to the two people weakly: "Although the poor Taoist has suffered Seriously injured, but the evil spirit has been forced out of the body, and the rest are skin injuries, although it looks serious, it will be better after a while." After speaking, he coughed again and again The sound finally stopped, but there was a bit of blood on his face.

After a pause, he asked again, "Where is my apprentice? Why haven't I seen him?"

As soon as Zhang Yihan was mentioned, Shui'er's tears rolled in her eyes, and she cried, "Yihan was also seriously injured because of us, and now her whole body is black, her breath is very weak, I don't know if there is any help..."

The Taoist priest was quite surprised when he heard Shui'er say this, he stood up tremblingly with his eyes wide open, and said, "Where is he? Help me to go and have a look!"

The old man and Shui'er hurriedly held his arm one by one, and walked towards the grass in the east. Not long ago, the male wolf dragged Zhang Yihan for quite a distance.

Daoist Qingyang saw the two dead wolves, his eyes paused for a few seconds, but he didn't speak. He walked all the way to Zhang Yihan's side, then motioned for the two to let go of his arms, and then slowly squatted down. Frowning, he checked back and forth, and then murmured: "The evil spirit has penetrated into the eight extraordinary meridians, penetrating to the bone marrow, and also used the "phagia" which has a great counterattack effect on the body. "Blood Curse", the injury is much worse than the old Daoist me!"

After speaking, Qingyang Dao let out a long sigh, and coughed several times in succession. "Daozhang, is there any help?" Shui'er stared at her big eyes full of autumn, and asked in fear.

"Where is the little bottle I gave you?" Daoist Qingyang asked without answering, without raising his head.

Shui'er quickly took out the vial and said, "Here."

"Feed those two pills to Yihan and the big black dog, and they will feel better after a while." Daoist Qingyang said still weakly.

(End of this chapter)