Chapter 1845 Master and Apprentice: Injured
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Yi Wu Er Bai
Bei squatted down and looked at Song Qingtian who was sitting on the ground, "Why can't you recognize what's wrong with you until now?"
Song Qingtian was frightened for a moment, but still stuck her neck and said: "I am not wrong! You are talking nonsense!"
Su Bei didn't want to waste time, saliva, and energy by talking to people with unsound minds.
He directly asked Shen Yuan, who was hiding in the dark, to do it.
Shen Yuan suddenly appeared behind Song Qingtian, with a knife in his hand.
Song Qingtian was caught off guard and fainted.
At the same time, pieces of black jade pendant slipped from Song Qingtian's hands.
There was a faint surge of devilish energy, and Su Bei retreated quickly. In the black mist that suddenly rose, a palm was printed, and the target was Su Bei.
Su Bei only had time to throw out a talisman, and the talisman made contact with the palm, and lost most of his strength, but he also vomited blood from the shock.
The already not very good body has become even worse.
Only then did Shen Yuan have the chance to attack the black mist directly.
The person in the black mist faintly revealed his face, it was Yeli.
But he didn't seem to intend to confront Shen Yuan head-on, he was very slippery, he just tried to get close to Song Qingtian and wanted to take him away.
Su Bei hit out layers of talismans, preventing Shen Yuan from advancing an inch.
At this time, is it possible for Su Bei to let him succeed? Impossible.
After Yeli found out that there was no way to take Song Qingtian away, she decisively chose to leave.
Even so, he was injured in Shen Yuan's hands, and it is estimated that he will not appear again in a short time.
After Shen Yuan left, Su Bei spat out a mouthful of blood, and then completely lost consciousness.
His last memory was being held in Shen Yuan's arms.
You can feel the anxiety in Shen Yuan's eyes through the gauze.
Su Bei is also uncomfortable. Now his body is like fragile porcelain, and he will be affected casually.
When he woke up, Shen Yuan was sending him spiritual power to repair the mess in his body.
In fact, because he has no way to cultivate, even so, it is a drop in the bucket, and even a bit of a waste of spiritual energy.
Judging from the situation, Shen Yuan should have never stopped such behavior from the very beginning, trying to stabilize the situation in northern Jiangsu.
If there is any use in continuing to convey internal force, it really is useless.
Su Bei leaned back, Shen Yuan silently held Su Bei in his arms, and pressed the palm of his other hand against his back to continue sending spiritual power.
He only felt that Su Bei's body was frighteningly thin, even if he held it in his arms, he felt light and weightless.
He had to step up his refining of the Nirvana Pill, and he didn't want this to happen again.
Su Bei licked his dry lips, turned his head slightly, and looked at Shen Yuan's jaw, "There's no need to continue." It's a waste.
Shen Yuan didn't stop, "It's okay, it will make you more comfortable."
Su Bei has always known how stubborn this person is, so he put it another way, "If you spend too much spiritual power on me now, what should I do if something happens?"
Shen Yuan's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
Su Bei interrupted him, "You don't want to save me in time, do you?"
Shen Yuan hugged Su Bei even tighter, "I'm sorry."
He slowly withdrew the spiritual power from Su Bei's body, and Su Bei felt intense pain sweeping his body.
But Su Bei didn't show it, because it wasn't necessary.
Shen Yuan pinched Su Bei Weiliang's fingertips, and said worriedly: "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, a little spiritual power will not hinder."
Song Qingtian was frightened for a moment, but still stuck her neck and said: "I am not wrong! You are talking nonsense!"
Su Bei didn't want to waste time, saliva, and energy by talking to people with unsound minds.
He directly asked Shen Yuan, who was hiding in the dark, to do it.
Shen Yuan suddenly appeared behind Song Qingtian, with a knife in his hand.
Song Qingtian was caught off guard and fainted.
At the same time, pieces of black jade pendant slipped from Song Qingtian's hands.
There was a faint surge of devilish energy, and Su Bei retreated quickly. In the black mist that suddenly rose, a palm was printed, and the target was Su Bei.
Su Bei only had time to throw out a talisman, and the talisman made contact with the palm, and lost most of his strength, but he also vomited blood from the shock.
The already not very good body has become even worse.
Only then did Shen Yuan have the chance to attack the black mist directly.
The person in the black mist faintly revealed his face, it was Yeli.
But he didn't seem to intend to confront Shen Yuan head-on, he was very slippery, he just tried to get close to Song Qingtian and wanted to take him away.
Su Bei hit out layers of talismans, preventing Shen Yuan from advancing an inch.
At this time, is it possible for Su Bei to let him succeed? Impossible.
After Yeli found out that there was no way to take Song Qingtian away, she decisively chose to leave.
Even so, he was injured in Shen Yuan's hands, and it is estimated that he will not appear again in a short time.
After Shen Yuan left, Su Bei spat out a mouthful of blood, and then completely lost consciousness.
His last memory was being held in Shen Yuan's arms.
You can feel the anxiety in Shen Yuan's eyes through the gauze.
Su Bei is also uncomfortable. Now his body is like fragile porcelain, and he will be affected casually.
When he woke up, Shen Yuan was sending him spiritual power to repair the mess in his body.
In fact, because he has no way to cultivate, even so, it is a drop in the bucket, and even a bit of a waste of spiritual energy.
Judging from the situation, Shen Yuan should have never stopped such behavior from the very beginning, trying to stabilize the situation in northern Jiangsu.
If there is any use in continuing to convey internal force, it really is useless.
Su Bei leaned back, Shen Yuan silently held Su Bei in his arms, and pressed the palm of his other hand against his back to continue sending spiritual power.
He only felt that Su Bei's body was frighteningly thin, even if he held it in his arms, he felt light and weightless.
He had to step up his refining of the Nirvana Pill, and he didn't want this to happen again.
Su Bei licked his dry lips, turned his head slightly, and looked at Shen Yuan's jaw, "There's no need to continue." It's a waste.
Shen Yuan didn't stop, "It's okay, it will make you more comfortable."
Su Bei has always known how stubborn this person is, so he put it another way, "If you spend too much spiritual power on me now, what should I do if something happens?"
Shen Yuan's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
Su Bei interrupted him, "You don't want to save me in time, do you?"
Shen Yuan hugged Su Bei even tighter, "I'm sorry."
He slowly withdrew the spiritual power from Su Bei's body, and Su Bei felt intense pain sweeping his body.
But Su Bei didn't show it, because it wasn't necessary.
Shen Yuan pinched Su Bei Weiliang's fingertips, and said worriedly: "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, a little spiritual power will not hinder."
