
"Meow, why do you ask so many questions? What does this have to do with you?" Eight Tails snorted coldly. He Na finally realized that she was indeed asking too many questions. After all, they were not very familiar with each other. There was no need for others to bring everything into their minds.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I'm a little careless." After He Nai said it awkwardly, he stopped clinging to the matter. Zhao Yun sighed in relief. After all, he really did not know anything, so he would avoid some problems by saying less.
After more than an hour, they finally reached the end of the tunnel. As the Eight-Tails said, there was an empty tomb at the end. There is only one path to the spiral staircase. The other areas were all covered with dense green corpse water, and the road was cut off, with a stone platform that was only enough to stand on one foot emerging from the corpse water.
"It's crazy. If anyone fell from it, there was no way to return alive," Mu Feng sighed as he stood on the beach. "Even if you are lucky to climb, you only suffer from peeling skin. Tssk, General Zhao, did you design this tomb?"
"Sister, there's no need to be polite. Just call me Zilong. Actually it's not that. I don't know about the design." Zhao Yun shook his head and frowned. He had been a very simple person all his life, and thinking only of life after death, he had never considered anything about the design of the tomb.
Mu Feng patted Zhao Yun's chest and looked relaxed and elegant. "If that's the case, Zilong, there's no need to be too polite. My name is Mu Feng. Both of them are my students, one is Wangchuan and the other is He Nai. But I don't know about the man on your back. I don't know this guy. My students said they picked her up at the cemetery. After all, Zilong, this person is not a big burden. I'll let you take care of him.."
Mu Feng simply acted kindly to Zhao Yun, and immediately cut off his relationship with Xia Mingyu, and gave responsibility to Zhao Yun. Wangchuan and He Nai were both embarrassed. Their master was truly a troublesome person, but was this really what a man should do?
Wangchuan stomped on the stone platform carefully and tried to persuade Mu Feng to get rid of his idea. "Sir, this is okay. Brother Zhao was a person from thousands of years ago who did not understand the world now. Even if we go out and send him to the hospital, brother Zhao still does not understand the rules. We have to take responsibility."
"Yes, Sir. If we let it go, and if someone dies, it will cause unnecessary trouble."
While chatting, they stepped onto the spiral staircase. After passing the stairs, they followed the meaning of the Eight Tails to turn left onto the dark and sinister path. The road is very narrow, and only one person can pass. For the sake of Zhao Yun's safety, Lin Chuan specifically walked behind, while on the left was Mu Feng, and the second was He Na.
Zhao Yun looked back at Xia Mingyu, who was still unconscious. The young man's dark brown hair was soft and put on his forehead, and his body was slightly cold from being in the water. However, compared to Zhao Yun's body temperature as a zombie, it was still higher. Xia Mingyu was injured and drenched, her cheeks becoming a little red which seemed like she had a severe fever.
“Eh...Sister.please me...” The young man's unique voice is slightly stingy, trembling, helpless, and agitated. His eyes blinked twice and suddenly a drop of tears fell from his eyes. Along with her beautiful face, she had a kind of unnatural beauty.
Zhao Yun's heart softened, stopped and carried Xia Mingyu with his hands like she was a princess. Wangchuan could not see and did not know what he was doing, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
"A little fever ..." Zhao Yun placed his hand on Xia Mingyu's forehead. The temperature of his palm was a little high, so he was worried. Wangchuan also touched Xia Mingyu's forehead and discovered that she was indeed a severe fever. He quickly took the medicine from his backpack. Fortunately, he was ready. If it was only Mu Feng, Xia Mingyu would definitely die from a fever.
After giving water to Xia Mingyu, Wangchuan stuffed the capsule into his mouth, but Xia Mingyu could not swallow it. It seemed like Xia Mingyu was dreaming and she not only hated the capsule, but also bit Wangchuan.
His teeth kowtowed heavily on his index finger, and his soft little tongue even licked it. Immediately, he was frightened like thunder, staring at his hand in a daze. Eight Tails quietly folded its claws together with Amitabha, "Meow, Amitaba Buddha. It's a good thing to travel all the time."
Mu Feng looked at Wangchuan's face, and started laughing out loud. Zhao Yun did not know why Wangchuan was frozen, and his face was blank. He Nai was worried. "Ah, what should I do? He can't swallow it, and he's got a fever."
Mu Feng saw that the other three people stopped, so he had to stop. He heard a whining sound coming from a place behind them, like the sound of the wind blowing through the tomb hole, but it was different as the air became colder and colder on the dark path. They had no torches but only flashlights, and they had nothing to warm them. And when the wind blew, it was really very cold.
Eight Tails snorted and said in a disdainful tone, "Meow, how can my art be used on a small matter to treat an illness? Besides, I don't want to save people..."
The last sentence was getting lower, as the Eight Tails directly looked at Zhao Yun, and the back of his hair stood up. Mu Feng said in an arrogant tone, "Cih tsh, as the saying goes, Saving one's life is better than a Fool of the seventh rank. Why don't you understand it? No wonder he did not cultivate even after training for so many years.
Eight Tails immediately exploded, "Meow!" Whether he cultivates or not is my business, so he doesn't need you to care about it!
"Eight, save him." Zhao Yun reprimanded, and the Eight Tails immediately felt guilty, "Master, I don't want it. We are not familiar with this child. Why should we save him?"
"I hurt him, and you hurt him too. Also he's innocent, how can we not save him?"
Eight Tails pursed his lips. His master had always used great principles to suppress him. Although this child looks beautiful, sir, you cannot be tempted by her beauty. "Hum! The hum! Whirr!" Bang out! Bang out! Wait her! You have to bear the consequences!
Eight Tails stretched out their tails reluctantly. His black tail nodded several times on Xia Mingyu's forehead, and a blue light flashed across it. Immediately, he saw the red light on Xia Mingyu's face disappear, and his breathing became much more relaxed, but his shoulders were still bleeding.
Seeing that the Eight Tails had used this method, Mu Feng turned his gaze and tried to hit the iron while it was still hot, "Help me to the end and send Buddha west. You might as well heal his wounds. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on until he leaves the tomb.
Alright, there is no one here who lives immortally who saves death and the wounded ... The Eight-Tails rolled its eyes, although it was extremely annoyed. Due to the authority of his master, the Eight Tails healed the wound on Xia Mingyu's shoulder. But his lips were still pale, probably losing too much blood, and it was impossible to rely on healing magic to recover completely for a while.
"Hey, you should have told us that you know the magic. I thought he must be dead. I'm so scared." He Nai placed his hand on his chest, looked surprised, and then relieved, "Okay, then we won't have to worry about him anymore, and we can slow down a bit."
"Mmmm..." Wangchuan was still a little embarrassed, so he simply replied in a low voice and the rest continued to move forward.
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