After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 202
Closing his eyes, Xiao Ling exhaled lightly, and the grass branch in his hand swayed gently in the wind.

A steady stream of spiritual energy came from all directions and poured into her body, and the soft white light that had disappeared long ago reappeared.

"jingle"

The small bell under the ankle rang softly, adding the rest of the tone to this silent night, like a beautiful melody, lingering in everyone's ears.

Xiao Ling opened her mouth, first she hummed a few tones happily, and then, the ancient ballad was slowly revealed from her mouth, at this moment, she opened her eyes, the amber pupils were soft In the white moonlight, there were layers of sparkling rays of light.

sacred and inviolable.

In this realm, she is a deity loved by the gods and an existence respected by all.

The monotonous ballad was instantly given an accompaniment.

This is so unbelievable.

The villagers bowed more and more sincerely, with only belief, respect, and love in their hearts, and all other distracting thoughts disappeared during this sacrifice.

Xiao Ling squandered the grass branch in his hand, slowly raised his head, looked at the sky sincerely, clasped his hands together, lifted the grass branch high, and slid it down to his elbow, revealing two slender arms, That skin is like the finest jade, exuding a lustrous luster.

The singing voice is long and dynamic, clean and without the slightest emotion.

As her song and sacrifice were halfway through, the soft white light slowly spread out, flocking to the group of wounded patients lying on the grass.

The wounded man, who was heaving for breath, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly. Shocked, he did not forget to raise his hands to stroke his fatal wound.

Although it still hurts a bit, the big hole has completely healed. What a power it is, amazing!
The villagers raised their eyes to look at Xiao Lu who was suspended, and he slowly turned his body, from sitting at first to kneeling on both knees, and lowered his head towards her.

Following this villager's actions, the rest of the villagers followed suit, kneeling neatly on the ground, lying down without saying a word.

Liu Qianfo's eyes became deeper and deeper, he squinted around, retreated to Jiang Shichuan's side, and sat down cross-legged.

He folded his arms around his chest, closed his eyes and meditated.

Just now, that clear stream of pure breath floated into his body.

It's a different feeling from inner strength.

It was very comfortable, and he couldn't help but want to experience it more, but... Unfortunately, after his exhaustion and injuries were healed, the breath no longer continued to surround him.

"Well."

Jiang Shichuan's pale face turned red, and the brows that were tightly furrowed slowly relaxed. His eyelids trembled a few times, and then he opened his eyes.

His vision was blurred, he couldn't see very clearly, and when he turned his head sideways, he caught a glimpse of a blur of bright red. He didn't know whether it was his brain cramping or his brain was flooded. He moved his inflexible hand and grabbed the other person. child.

Liu Qianfo was taken aback by his actions, opened his charming eyes, and looked down at someone who had woken up.

Being seen in this way, Jiang Shichuan recalled his memory, he threw away the opponent's hand, opened his mouth, and stammered: "Liu, Mr. Liu, you...I, why am I...not dead."

Jiang Shichuan clearly remembered that he was bitten so badly that his waist was cut, and his thighs and hands were not spared. At that level, even if a genius doctor came to the world, he could only revive him at most. As for how long he can live, it is still a question.

But now...

He touched the injured area carefully, even the big blood hole on the side of his waist, he pulled up his clothes and took a look.

After a long time, he was in a daze, and Mu Na said, "Are we already dead?"

(End of this chapter)