Thinking of Baili Chengfeng who was still there, Jiang Deng quickly turned around and said, "You were able to cast spells just now, so you should be able to walk over here by yourself now, right?"

"Well, I can..."

Baili Chengfeng smiled, a trickle of blood slowly flowing out from the corner of his mouth. Before he could finish his words, he fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Riding the wind?"

Seeing that Chengfeng didn't seem to be pretending, Jiang Deng moved as fast as lightning and quickly came behind Baili Chengfeng and caught him to prevent his white clothes from being stained by the dirty water on the ground.

"Hey, wake up!" Jiang Deng pushed Baili Chengfeng.

Baili Chengfeng still had his eyes closed and his face was as pale as paper. He was obviously seriously injured, but he always had a smile on his face.

Looking at the unique Baili Chengfeng, Jiang Deng became curious about him for the first time. It seemed that this person was not only good-looking, but also had a very simple personality, so simple that she couldn't bear to bully him.

If it were someone else, Jiang Deng would probably just leave him here to fend for himself, but looking at Baili Chengfeng's lovable face, Jiang Deng really couldn't do that.

So, he moved Baili Chengfeng onto the boat and fed him a few Qi-recovering pills to treat his injuries.

"Why haven't you woken up yet?"

Jiang Deng felt a little strange. As time went by, Baili Chengfeng's condition not only did not improve, but became worse. Even his breathing began to become weak.

"Owner!"

Baili Chengfeng's silver guqin suddenly transformed into a delicate little boy. He rushed towards Baili Chengfeng and cried miserably.

Turning his head to look at Jiang Deng who was standing beside him, the spirit of the weapon, Shang Zhang, had tears welling up in his eyes and begged, "Wuwuwu... please save my master!"