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Chapter 23 Magical Weapon Spiritual Pet(2/2)

"Ahem..."

A small coughing sound came from the cave in the distance.

If it hadn't been for the dead of night, Zheng Yuanhua might have missed it.

"Who is it? Is it Master Ge Dan?"

Zheng Yuanhua looked happy and flew in the direction of the coughing sound.

Perhaps, it's Master Ge Dan who was seriously injured?

The coughing sound became more and more obvious.

Soon, a dark cave appeared at Zheng Yuanhua's feet.

In front of the cave entrance, there was a coughing man with disheveled hair sitting, and there was a pool of blood at his feet.

"Who are you?"

Zheng Yuanhua judged at just one glance that the other party was not Master Ge Dan, and he couldn't help but feel wary.

Under the moonlight, half of the pale man's face could be vaguely seen, with a straight nose, chapped lips, and dark and silent eyes.

Hearing Zheng Yuanhua's voice, the man looked straight at him.

"Ahem, is there any medicine?"

"What medicine! Who are you? What happened to Master Jiangge?"

Zheng Yuanhua felt like he was facing a formidable enemy because the man's magical aura was very strange.

Sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

When it is weak, it can only reach the fourth or fifth level of Qi refining, but when it is strong, it can reach the eighth or ninth level of Qi refining, which is even more terrifying.

He smelled a dangerous smell.

Sacrifice an iron wooden flag and blow up a layer of dark purple wind, which can not only attack the enemy, but also protect yourself.

The man was indifferent and continued to cough.

But a pair of dead eyes stared straight at Zheng Yuanhua.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Zheng Yuanhua was so shocked by the sight that he cursed, controlled the magic weapon, turned around and fled.

Just after flying a few dozen feet, a dark wind hit behind me.

"roll!"

Zheng Yuanhua was horrified, and out of the corner of his eye he spotted a man with a ghostly appearance appearing behind him.

Whoops!

He didn't even think about waving the ironwood flag, but the purple wind that shattered the ironstone swallowed up several feet behind him.

The emanating man was engulfed.

However, the place where it stood was just an afterimage.

"Well……"

A slender man's arm was locked around Zheng Yuanhua's neck.

Feeling suffocated, Zheng Yuanhua struggled violently, and soon his brain went black and he lost consciousness.

"medicine……"

The man who was sending the message took off Zheng Yuanhua's storage bag, and a few wisps of light red arcs popped out from his fingertips, breaking the restriction.

Take out bottles of elixirs and precious spiritual herbs from it.

He sniffed it with his nose and poured several bottles of elixir into his mouth, as if eating jelly beans.

He chewed several kinds of highly tonic ginseng herbs and swallowed them in one bite.

After a moment, the man's body was filled with mana, and a trace of blood appeared on his pale face.

The mana's mana fluctuated, suddenly rising to the foundation-building stage, and then falling again.

"not enough……"

The man with the disease coughed and looked at Zheng Yuanhua who had passed out with cold eyes.

The slender five fingers, with red light flowing, pressed on Zheng Yuanhua's Tianling Cap.

"ah……"

Zheng Yuanhua's body flew into the air, his limbs struggled, and he let out an extremely painful howl. It was worse than death.

"Mu family...Zheng family...medicine garden...treasure house..."

The man who distributed the light closed his eyes and searched for the soul through brute force, and obtained some memory information.

After a long time.
Chapter completed!
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