Chapter 346 Incomplete
"Junior brother Zhuo... Zhuo?"
Ye Wumian called out uncertainly.
The cave was dark. The boy lowered his head, and his messy hair covered most of his face.
Ye Wumian guessed his identity based on the magic sword in his hand.
When Zhuo Hua heard the sound, he paused and then slowly looked up at the cave entrance.
Seeing an acquaintance, Zhuo Hua was visibly agitated. His lips trembled slightly, and for a long moment he said nothing. He raised his bloodstained hand and pointed at the two men whose lives were unknown in the corner. "Save them... Su Xun and... Song Hui."
Because of the light, they only knew that there were two people lying in the corner, but they could not see their faces clearly. Now when they heard Su Xun's name, they all gathered over.
"Fourth Junior Brother."
"Fourth Senior Brother."
No one paid any attention to Song Hui who was lying on the side.
Ye Wumian helped Su Xun up, let him lean on him, and placed one hand on his back, continuously supplying him with spiritual power.
Nan Xiao held Su Xun's wrist and used his spiritual power to examine his body.
Qiao Yue asked, "Junior Sister, how is Fourth Junior Brother doing?"
After the examination, Nan Xiao's tense expression relaxed a lot, and he fed Su Xun a bone-growing and blood-melting pill.
"Fourth Senior Brother's internal injuries are quite serious. He is just temporarily unconscious. He can still be saved."
After hearing Nan Xiao's words, several people couldn't help but feel relieved.
Zhuo Hua dragged his tired body to the front of several people, and fell to the ground without saying a word.
"Senior Brother Zhuo..."
Everyone exclaimed, and there was another round of chaos.
In this situation, I definitely can't leave.
Qiao Yue found a relatively clean and open place, tidied up briefly, and asked Ye Wumian to help Su Xun over to rest.
Nan Xiao also took a look at Zhuo Hua's condition. He had more external injuries and his spiritual power was overdrawn, but his condition was much better than Su Xun's.
Nan Xiao bandaged his external wounds briefly and fed him a few spiritual energy-boosting pills. He then asked Lu Huai to bring Zhuo Hua over to lie down with Su Xun to rest.
Only Song Hui was lying on the ground, with no one paying attention to him.
Nan Xiao stared at Song Hui for a long time.
When he wanted to destroy her spiritual roots and ruin her cultivation, she really hated him.
Now that Shen Chaochao is gone, the plot has completely collapsed, and Song Hui has no power to resist. If she wants to take revenge, now is undoubtedly the best time.
A dagger appeared in Nan Xiao's hand, with the tip of the knife against Song Hui's dantian. As the strength in her hand increased, the tip of the knife was slowly stained with blood.
Lu Huai and the other two who were not far away noticed Nan Xiao's actions.
Lu Huai lowered his eyes, Qiao Yue closed his eyes, and Ye Wumian lowered his head to take care of Su Xun.
Nan Xiao's breathing gradually became heavier, and she swung her hand to the side, throwing the dagger out of her hand.
"Why don't you do it?"
Song Hui didn't know when he opened his eyes. His breath was as weak as a candle in the wind. Every word he spoke seemed to use up all his strength.
Nan Xiao was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses, with a complex look in his eyes. "Rather than destroying you, I prefer to earn your spirit stones for a long time."
"Five million spirit stones, and I save you? How about that?"
Song Hui twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm sorry."
"What?"
"I'm sorry about what happened back then."
Nan Xiao's expression was calm as he said perfunctorily, "The word 'sorry' is useless. If you really feel sorry for me, then offer some tangible benefits."
Song Hui turned his head to the side and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "If I were still alive, I would."
"Five million without discount."
After saying that, Nan Xiao reached out to grab Song Hui's wrist, and found that the wide cuffs were empty.
Nan Xiao was startled and looked at Song Hui in surprise, while his hand slowly groped upwards along the empty sleeve. His fingertips touched something warm and sticky, then shattered flesh and dried blood.
Song Hui's right arm was gone.
No wonder he is in this state now, so depressed.
He is a sword cultivator. For a sword cultivator, the right arm is the foundation of hope and strength, and the guide for the direction of the sword.
Now that his right arm is missing, it is like an eagle with a broken wing. This is a disaster for him.
Nan Xiao sneered: "Even if I lose an arm, you still have to give me five million."
Don't think that he can get a discount just because he is disabled. That's impossible.
Nan Xiao checked his physical condition and found that he was the most seriously injured.
She fed Song Hui pills and bandaged him, but her actions were not gentle, and were even rough.
Song Hui also kept his eyes closed the whole time, and it was unclear whether he fainted or just didn't want to face it.
Nan Xiao was exhausted after finishing all this. Song Hui asked Ye Wumian to be carried away and lay down in a row with the other two.
Lu Huai used some hand gestures to clean the blood stains on Nan Xiao's body, then pulled her to sit aside and massaged her arm carefully.
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Zhuo Hua was the first to wake up. He asked about the other two people and when he learned that they were still alive, he fainted again with satisfaction.
Everyone: “…”
Ye Wumian originally wanted to ask him what happened, but when he fainted, the words he wanted to ask were stuck in his throat.
Qiao Yue patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, wait until they are in a better condition, then ask them."
"That's all we can do."
Su Xun woke up the next day. As soon as he opened his eyes, four figures came over.
"Fourth Junior Brother, what's this number?"
"Is Fourth Junior Brother feeling better?"
"Fourth Senior Brother..."
“…”
Su Xun's pupils shrank, and he was greatly shocked. He said sadly: "Second Senior Sister, Little Junior Sister, how come you are dead too?"
As for the other two, he simply ignored them.
Qiao Yue: “???”
Nan Xiao: “???”
No, they are living well. Who died?
If nothing unexpected happens, they may live well for the next few hundred years, or even thousands or tens of thousands of years.
Before they could say anything, Su Xun excitedly grabbed one of them with each hand and said, "It doesn't matter. Fortunately, we met in the underworld. Even if we become lonely ghosts in the future, we, the brothers and sisters, will definitely make a name for ourselves in the ghost world if we join forces."
Qiao Yue: “…”
It’s over, Fourth Junior Brother has lost his mind.
Her eyebrows twitched, and if he hadn't been injured, she would have slapped him.
Nan Xiao bared her teeth and listened happily. Just as she was about to say something in reply, Lu Huai silently pulled her hand back from Su Xun.
Fourth Senior Brother is really something. Why would he touch me when he should just talk?
Seeing that the man had woken up, Ye Wumian knew that this kid was most likely not going to die, so there was no need to be polite to him.
"You're only hurt physically, not mentally. Open your eyes and see who the ghost is."
Su Xun blinked: "Third Senior Brother?"
Ye Wumian was about to respond when he heard his next words.
"You're here too."
Ye Wumian: “…”
He turned to Nan Xiao with an expressionless face and said, "Junior Sister, there's no saving her. Bury her on the spot."
Seeing Ye Wumian about to take action, Su Xun struggled hurriedly. The pain in his body came instantly, and he grimaced in pain.
“It hurts, it hurts…”
Ye Wumian said with a cold face: "I haven't touched you yet, don't pretend."
Nan Xiao smiled and explained, "Fourth Senior Brother shouldn't be pretending. I gave him a pain-numbing pill before, and the effect should have worn off by now."
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