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"Damn it! Let him run away!"
Song Yifei, who gave Duan Yuanqing another sword, rode on his horse regretfully, and quickly left Quyang City with Lu Qingmu and others.
Drive!
Under the stimulation of true qi, several war horses galloped crazily as if they had been injected with chicken blood. After running for more than a hundred miles, they foamed at the mouth one by one, fell to the ground and twitched, probably dying.
"Sin! Sin! I'll help you out!"
Before he finished speaking, Song Yifei shot out a few bursts of energy with his fingers, like sharp arrows, piercing through the heads of several horses.
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Seeing Song Yifei's actions, Song Zhi'an and the others looked strange, not knowing what to say for a while.
In theory, Song Yifei did the right thing, but morally he felt uncomfortable.
In the end, just forget it!
Supported by Lu Qingmou, Song Zhian said in a deep voice, "Let's leave quickly, lest people from the six doors come after us!"
At this time, the six gates lost troops and generals, even if they had the ability to catch up, they would not dare to chase. The reason why Song Zhian was cautious was because he was afraid of the master.
This time the incident was too much trouble, if they attracted the attention of the Grandmaster, they would really have to stop.
Everyone obviously thought of this, so no one raised any objections.
All the people helped each other, and walked another fifty or sixty miles, and entered a relatively primitive jungle, ready to repair it.
The main reason is that the four of Song Zhian's injuries were too serious. If they were not dealt with in time, they might be seriously injured, or even die.
Several people found a place to sit down, unknowingly regarded Song Yifei as the backbone, and faintly guarded him at the top.
Song Zhian leaned against the big tree, his face was pale, he let out a sulky breath, and asked softly towards Lu Qingmou: "Have you brought any healing medicine?"
"Bring it!"
Lu Qingmu responded, and hurriedly took three porcelain bottles from her body.
"I brought three bottles of blood lotus pill!"
Opening the porcelain bottle, Lu Qingmou poured out three crystal red pills and handed them to Song Zhian.
"Great! With the Blood Lotus Pill, I should be able to recover some strength in a short time!"
Song Zhian's face showed a gleam of joy, without hesitation, after taking it, he swallowed it immediately.
Blood Lotus Pill is made from Blood Crystal Grass, Century Snow Lotus, and White Crane Grass. It can treat most internal injuries. One piece on the market costs more than 80,000 taels of silver. It is a elixir used by many warriors to save their lives.
Others also showed joy when they heard that it was the blood lotus pill.
Lu Qingmou poured out another three for Wei Wuji, the three most injured, and one for Wu Jinyan for each of the four.
"You can also take a few pills to recover from your injuries!"
Lu Qingmou poured out the last few pills and wanted to give it to Song Yifei.
"good!"
Song Yifei was not pretentious, he responded, took the elixir, looked through it curiously, and swallowed it.
"Mother, I brought medicinal materials for treating trauma, crushed and applied to the seniors!"
After taking the Blood Lotus Pill, Song Yifei did not immediately enter the cultivation state, but took out a small jade box from his body and handed it to Lu Qingmou.
"Medicine?"
Hearing Song Yifei's words, Lu Qingmu didn't react for a while, she took it instinctively, and then opened it to check.
Inside is a plant with white fluff all over its body, thumb-sized oval leaves, and a plant with a fruit that is thin at the top and wide at the bottom, like a red candle.
The moment the jade box was opened, a warm breath radiated from it.
The fruit is heating up? ?
Lu Qing's eyes were a little confused, wondering if he had an illusion.
"what happened?"
The few people who had closed their eyes to adjust their breath, noticed something abnormal, opened their eyes one after another, and looked at the place where the heat source was emitted.
"Medicine?"
"What a strange medicine?"
"Ma'am, where did this come from?"
Song Zhian and the others frowned with confusion on their faces.
Although these people are all experienced veterans, their understanding of elixir is still superficial. If it is a common medicinal material such as ginseng, vermilion fruit, and Polygonum multiflorum, it is okay to say that this kind of elixir only appears once in tens or hundreds of years. Medicine, where would they know each other.
If Song Yifei hadn't held a book for comparison, he wouldn't have known what it was.
Just when Song Yifei was about to go out??When explaining, Wei Wuji's face changed, and he exclaimed: "Could this be a spiritual candle fruit?!"
"Eh? You actually know each other?"
Song Yifei didn't expect that Wei Wuji could recognize it, so he couldn't help showing a little surprise.
"Could it be that this spiritual candle fruit belongs to the young master?" Wei Wuji asked respectfully.
?After seeing Song Yifei's terrifying strength, not only Wei Wuji, but also several other people treated Song Yifei with unusual respect.
According to Song Yifei's current potential, becoming a grandmaster in the future is almost a certainty.
Facing a future master, no matter how respectful it is, it is not an exaggeration, not to mention that Song Yifei has just saved their lives, and there are two innate consummations, Song Zhian and Lu Qingmou, standing behind him.
Song Zhian is the disciple of Gu Canglan, the owner of Tianmo Palace, and Song Yifei is Gu Canglan's disciple. With Song Yifei's talent, Gu Canglan will definitely favor him very much.
Their status, strength, and potential far surpass them. With such an identity, how dare they treat them as juniors.
Song Yifei nodded and said: "I found it in the endless forest some time ago, and this time I brought it here specially, just in case."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Jin Fushan asked a little silly: "Ahem! Is this thing very powerful?"
"It's more than powerful. It's a miracle medicine for trauma. It can even reconnect broken limbs and hamstrings. It's worth millions. It can be compared with the black jade intermittent ointment that is widely rumored in the martial arts world! It's even worse than the black jade intermittent ointment." We need to be stronger!" Wei Wuji exclaimed.
"Black Jade Intermittent Ointment!!! Hiss!"
Several people gasped.
Worth one million, it doesn't feel too big to them, after all, they are all congenital masters, basically all worth tens of millions.
However, Black Jade Ointment is different.
Black Jade Intermittent Ointment is the elixir of the Vajra Sect, which can regenerate people from broken bones and restore them to their original state.
"Young master, is this going to be used by us?!" Yan Ruoxi asked with some doubts.
"Of course it is for your use, otherwise what would I do with it!" Song Yifei said with a smile.
"Young master! Don't use it! Don't use it! This thing is too expensive, it should be used when life and death are at stake!"
Wei Wuji, who knew the value of Lingzhu fruit, waved again and again.
Although the others were greedy, they were also a little embarrassed.
"In this case!"
Song Yifei stretched out his hand and squeezed out the Spirit Candle Fruit, and then suddenly held it in the palm of his hand, bursting with true energy, and when he stretched it out, it had already turned into a handful of red-green powder.
"It's already like this, if you don't use it, it's a waste!"
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Several people couldn't help feeling grateful for being able to give such a precious elixir without hesitation.
"I have thanked you for your kindness, my lord!"
The three of Wei Wuji wanted to bow to thank them, but Song Yifei quickly stood up and stopped them.
"You are by my father's side, I should be the one thanking you! A few herbs are worthless!" Song Yifei said with a smile.
Song Zhian and Lu Qingmu glanced at each other, nodded, and were very pleased with Song Yifei's behavior.
In fact, it was not Song Yifei's generosity, but the incomparable medicinal materials that were precious to ordinary people. To him, he really didn't feel anything.
It's as if you took a steamed bun casually and handed it to a beggar, the other party will treat it as a treasure, thank you a thousand times, wish you could throw your head and shed blood.
To be honest, this feels quite shocking!
But in order to buy people's hearts, Song Yifei could only put on a thick skin and put on a show.
In the end, everyone is happy! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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