Chapter 66 The Kip of Heilan

Chapter 66 Black Lan's Kui

A voice so weak that it was almost imperceptible came out.

"I...I'm here."

The purple clothes crossed a savage like an orangutan and quickly swept into the cave, but suddenly stopped, looking at the gray-black objects on the hay in a daze.

The object with blurred facial features moved and hummed low, as if it had touched the injury.

"You... are you Su Yong?"

Su Yong can't move more. He can only spit out a few words intermittently, but he still vaguely hears the meaning of a sigh: "Oh... Women prefer handsome men, because they are all perverts; men like... like beautiful women because of examination... aesthetics."

"Bah." Ziyi cried and laughed and scolded, "You... you still have to be blamed when you are like this." Hearing this, she finally knew that it was Su Yong. Apart from that guy, who would have the intention to make such a joke?

She sighed faintly, "It's good if you survive. Will you... think I'm... that kind of person?" After all, it is difficult for her to say the word "wolf". She walked over slowly, sat on the hay, and gently stroked Su Yong's black and rough cheeks with her trembling little hands.

Su Yong was still struggling to breathe. The man with steel needle hair suddenly said, "He may not be able to survive."

The body in purple in purple in front of Su Yong turned slightly. At this time, she also knew that it was the savage who saved him. She had already put down the hostility on her face and just looked at it puzzledly.

The hairy man lit the fire, and a face was hidden in the hair and couldn't see the expression clearly, but shook his head: "I have checked his injury. Not only his skin of his epidermis has been burned, but also his internal organs have been seriously damaged. Fortunately, his heart has not been affected, so he can barely beat, but if other organs and skin are no longer alive The machine won't last long.

"Isn't he... getting better?" The voice of the purple coat trembled.

The hairy man shook his head: "When he fell, his surface skin had been burned to death. At that time, his body was on the verge of collapse and had no resistance at all. Fortunately, he fell into the deep pool, and the heat was melted away by the pool, but the defenseless skin was inhaled countless cold air... I used fire to roast him just to force out the cold air. For so many days, the cold air was forced out, and the heart could beat, but the skin was cold and hot for so many times and it was useless. I'm afraid it will be in a few days. Rotten... If his soul is strong enough, he may become a fake fairy.

Fake fairy? Ziyi couldn't help shivering when she thought of the things in Lost Heights that they unconsciously only knew how to attack creatures blindly.

"This... Do you have a way to save him?"

Maomao shook his head and shook his head: "I have explored these days. He has not only been damaged on his body surface, but also his internal organs. This is not the first time he has been burned... He seems to have burned himself with his own strength..."

Ziyi nodded in surprise and said, "When he starts with all his strength, his body will fire."

"Yes," Mao Mao's high-five: "I heard that everyone has a limit. The limit is a blow that causes the whole body to boil and cause the whole body to cause the full blow... So it is, so it is."

Su Yong finally took a difficult breath. His face could not turn, but he turned his eyes and stared at the hairy man.

"You... who are you? How...how can you understand this?"

The hairy man looked at him and sighed, and suddenly stretched out his hands to flatten the hair on his forehead, revealing an eye on the bridge of his nose near the top of his forehead, which shocked Su Yong and Ziyi.

"I'm a Sanmu, the oldest race here in Qi Yuexing." The hairy man grinned, but the hair was too thick, and I don't know if he was laughing: "There should be no people like us on the star abyss. We all have been thrown down by the creator god, and I don't know if I'm the only one who survived... But I know that we have procreated with sharp ears, although we are not on the forehead. A third eye grows on it, but it still has a special skill, that is, to see something that outsiders can't see.

Mao Mao's eyes showed a strange look: "We three-eyed people are all natural doctors. We can accurately judge the cultivation of a martial artist, and have a deeper knowledge of the study of tendons and blood. When it comes to the treatment of internal and external injuries, no one in the whole critical line can compare with us.

"The God of Creation... Why did he throw you down?" Su Yong coughed gently and asked in a low voice.

"We doctors broke his rules..." Mao Maoren suddenly stopped and said with a little desolation: "If you can take me away from Xingyuan, I'll tell you."

"He... can he still be cured?" Ziyi asked eagerly. This is her biggest concern.

The hairy man stared at Su Yong for a long time and shook his head: "He can survive because he is a real immortal, and his body's endurance is very strong. This level is very rare... But at the intersection of winter and heat, his skin and internal organs have been damaged, and it is inevitable that he will slowly rot. Once these are rotten, even if the heart is intact, the body cannot be preserved. It is the best choice to become a fake fairy.

Su Yong sighed in pain: "Fake fairy... You'd better kill me, just do it."

He doesn't want to be an unconscious walking corpse.

"Is there really no way?"

Suddenly, a heavy voice came from the hole.

Of course, such a voice is not made by Ziyi, nor is it Mao Mao's self-speaking.

With a flash of fire, the magic dragon snow python came in. After the fire was lit, the mouth of the hole was not blocked, so he found it.

Mao Mao was shocked. With his ability to see through the martial artist, of course, he understood the horror of this visitor. He didn't expect that this guy named Su Yong, every friend was so terrible. He trembled, gritted his teeth and nodded.

"His heart can beat, and his muscles and related organs will gradually decay within five days, and he can no longer retain his body."

Su Yong roared with all his strength, "I don't want to be a fake fairy." But the sound is as weak as a mosquito.

The snow python stared into the eyes of the three-eyed man for a long time, and slowly walked to Su Yong. The purple light flashed in his hand, and the blood knife had been placed on Su Yong's side.

"I brought your knife back."

Su Yong reluctantly touched the corners of his mouth and smiled, and whispered hoarsely, "Okay... you can use... this knife to kill me."

The purple clothes choked. Now she knew that it was not terrible to see the body. It was the saddest thing to see a person waiting to die helplessly, but there was nothing she could do. That kind of sadness will make people crazy in an instant.

But Su Yong was still calm, with a painful twitch on his face, trying to barely smile. His fingers moved slightly and touched the little hand in purple.

The purple clothes suddenly retreated from one side in fear and shook their heads desperately. The beautiful face of pear blossoms with rain twisted in pain.

Su Yong sighed, and his fingertips moved slowly, touching the magic dragon snow python.

"Kill me, use my knife." He said with difficulty.

The snow python got up and walked away, looking at the mouth of the cave silently. The white fog at the mouth of the cave was blown in by the strong wind, pulling the fire of the fire, and the small fire was about to go out.

The magic dragon trembled and said in a low voice, "Our dragon clan only kills enemies, not friends."

"Dragon clan?" The three-eye man was suddenly stunned, turned his head and looked at a pair of coral horns on his head, and asked in surprise, "Are you a dragon clan?"

The snow python nodded.

There was a light in the eyes of the three-eyed man: "Do you know that the dragon clan also has branches in Qiyuexing?"

"So what?" The snow python is not in the mood to discuss this issue at this moment.

"To the west of Qi Yuexing, there is a Heilan Sea. There is a unicorn beast called 'Kui' living in the sea. I heard that it is a branch of the dragon clan."

"So what?" The snow python repeated this sentence.

"If you can find Kui to get 'Ki liver oil', his body can be saved." The three-eyed man said with shining eyes, "The liver oil can rejuvenate the life of the body, but it must be before it is completely rotten."

"What did you say?" The snow python and purple clothes rushed over at the same time and grabbed him with both hands: "Really?"

"Of course," the three-eyed people were hurt by their strength, but they did not dare to resist: "Although you are a dragon clan... but each kei has only a little liver oil, I'm afraid they won't give it to you... Because if you want to get a drop, they will have to die."

"Only one drop?" The snow python was shocked: "The huge body and liver are not small. How can there be only one drop?"

The three-eye man sighed: "It's actually Kui Xinyou. That liver is the heart."

The snow python let go of his hand and said in a low voice, "How many drops will it take?"

The three-eye man looked at Su Yong and whispered, "Twenty Kui should be enough..."

"Good." As soon as the words fell, the snow python suddenly disappeared, accompanied by a clay pot in the cave.

"Don't forget, you only have five days." The three-eye man ran to the entrance of the cave and shouted loudly.