The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

"Yeah." Sheng Xueqing let out a sigh of relief and nodded her head.

...

After walking for a few more days, the eyes of the four of them suddenly brightened.

"It's finally over."

Seeing this, Patriarch Nie hurried forward.

They walked for so long, so long that they couldn't count the number of days. Who told them to walk the dark road, they didn't even know the hour, and the food they brought was almost enough.

Otherwise, they might starve to death inside.

Patriarch Xun originally wanted to stop him, but he thought that someone had to take the lead, so he raised his right hand and then put it down again. After a while, he didn't see any sound coming from the direction of the light.

He looked curiously at Patriarch Duma, and saw the same doubts as himself in his eyes.

Even if there are strong beasts inside, there will always be the sound of attacking and fighting. The worst thing is that there are such powerful monsters that Patriarch Nie can't even scream in time?

"Walk!"

After a while, Patriarch Xun, who couldn't hold back his temper, grabbed Zui Xingyun, and the two walked over together.

Zui Xingyun cursed secretly in his heart, this is really enough to be afraid of death, you have to pull a back to find death? However, from this action, it can also be seen how vicious Patriarch Xun is.

If it really allowed him to get something that could deal with alien masters, wouldn't the world be in chaos.

Seeing this, Patriarch Duma hurriedly followed.

Just when the three of them were about to walk to the bright place, other colors appeared in their pupils, and the sharp cold winds deformed their faces.

"careful."

Patriarch Duma only had time to protect Zuixingyun in Patriarch Xun's hand behind him.

I saw a body slammed into them fiercely, and all four of them fell backwards, spitting blood from their mouths and being wounded unclearly.

"Cough, cough, cough."

After a long time, the passageway had become a mess, with fragments of clothes everywhere. Zui Xingyun, who was protected by Patriarch Duma, was the first to wake up and coughed out a black breath.

Turning his head, he looked vaguely at Patriarch Duma, who was still unconscious and covered in blood. He turned over and crawled to his side, ignoring the pain in his body.

"Uncle Dumas, Uncle Dumas."

He yelled a few times, but didn't see any reaction from Patriarch Duma. He had an extra porcelain bottle in his hand, poured out a pill from it, and stuffed it into Patriarch Duma's mouth.

He took out two more clothes and wrapped himself and Patriarch Duma in them.

"cough!"

After a while, Patriarch Duma finally woke up and looked at Zui Xingyun in confusion.

"Xingyun, are you okay?"

"It's okay, Uncle Duma, I'll help you up."

Zui Xingyun carefully supported Patriarch Duma to sit up, and the two of them looked sideways at the two patriarchs who were still awake, and sighed lightly.

"Come on, let's go and see what's going on."

Patriarch Duma took out a piece of clothing from his storage bracelet, put it on himself, and said to Zui Xingyun.

Why is there an explosion in this channel for no reason, and what explodes is spiritual power, not something like explosives. This is clearly to kill people.

"Okay." Zui Xingyun responded.

...

There was a loud noise, not only in the underground passage, but even above the ground.

Not long after, Di Shitian brought his guards to the place where the voice came from, and kept staring at the ground.