Feng Wuchen was seriously injured after being hit by the Blood Sword Ancestor twice in a row and his life was hanging on the line.

After being rescued by Longyuan Sword Tower at a critical moment, he headed towards Qianhanling, Dongji.

It was not until he left the place covered by the demonic energy that Long Yuan returned to Feng Wuchen's body and no longer had any sound.

Feng Wuchen was too seriously injured and had no consciousness. After sleeping, he didn't know the time...

"Search carefully! Don't let go of the devil's remnants!" ??

Seeing that Feng Wuchen's body had been covered with ice and snow.

One day, a team of Ziyou Heavenly Soldiers suddenly patrolled here.

"It seems like there is someone over there!"

"Go and have a look!"

When several people stepped forward, they pushed away the snow and the covers. When they saw Feng Wuchen's miserable situation, they couldn't help but scream.

"Ah...the demon clan!"

Feng Wuchen's skin was crushed by the sword of the Blood Sword Ancestor, and now only blood, flesh, muscles and bones remained, exposed to the ice and snow. With his bloody white hair, at a glance, what would it be if it wasn't a demon?

"The demon clan... is unforgivable to kill!"

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing that a few soldiers were about to take action, suddenly, a voice that was as gentle as the oriole but not without its majesty came.

A few soldiers looked back and then stopped: "General Fan..."

I saw that the person who came dressed differently from these heavenly soldiers. They were not wearing military uniforms, but were wearing a light yellow dress, holding a long sword in their hands, but there was no sharpness of the sword cultivator on their bodies.

The woman ignored the few people and walked quickly towards Feng Wuchen.

"General... Why should we stop us from killing the demons?"

But the woman said, "Your Highness has an order to ask me to find someone within the Qinchuan area! Let's see if the demon can ask for some clues from this."

"I see……"

When the woman was talking, the woman had already walked to Feng Wuchen's face, but saw her brow raised lightly. After a long time of silence, she looked back at the soldiers with a strange look.

"Are you sure this is a demon?"

"Ah? It's so true... This person is covered in blood and his head is white..."

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However, just as the heavenly soldier pointed at Feng Wuchen and explained, he was shocked when he said this, and immediately, he wiped his eyes.

"How could this happen? He was obviously gray-haired just now..."

At first glance, I saw that the man lying on the ground was still covered with flesh and bones, which was extremely terrifying.

But one of his white hair turned black when it turned into black hair.

At this time, the woman in yellow dress slowly leaned back and pointed her sword on Feng Wuchen's neck and touched her.

Immediately, his gentle expression became sharp: "Hmph... He has no demonic energy and no demonic characteristics! He was just stripped off... but you said nonsense, saying that he is a demon and wants to attack him, what is the intention?"

After speaking, the few people were immediately frightened and their legs were weak.

"General, please be aware! We'll wait... clearly..."

"You still want to say that the person you just saw is a demon clan? Humph... If the demonic energy penetrates deep into the bone marrow and the white hair will never be reversed, are you treating General as a fool?"

"No...no...it's because we misread it! It must be that the snow had just fallen from Qianhanling last night, and the snow covered his head, which made us misread it for a while. When the general came here, the snow just melted again. We... we don't know each other about this person, so there is no need to harm him..."

"Hmph!" The woman in the yellow dress snorted coldly: "Such negligence, she almost killed a friendly army by mistake. She should have been punished by the crime. I thought that you have worked hard to fight with the demons in the days of time. I have temporarily sent someone to the head, but I have remembered you, I will thoroughly investigate this matter. If I find clues, be careful of your head!"

"Yes...yes! We guaranteed our lives, and this matter was definitely not intentional..."

The woman in the yellow dress looked at Feng Wuchen on the ground again.

At this moment, the ice and snow melted, revealing the whole picture of Feng Wuchen's body.

After seeing the man's private parts, the woman's cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly turned her eyes: "This person looks like this, I'm afraid he's tortured by the demons. You can take him back to see if he's still there

There is rescue!”

"yes……"

“…”

Feng Wuchen didn't know how long he had slept.

At one moment, he heard a noise.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyes seemed to be bound by something. Even though he tried all his strength, he could not see any light.

“…”

I don’t know how long it took, Feng Wuchen’s consciousness finally became clearer.

"Crash!"

At a moment, in his dantian, Longyuan began to re-circulate, and a large amount of heavenly spiritual energy entered his body and quickly repaired his body.

After a while, he raised his hand and pushed away the cover on his eyes. He looked closely and saw that there were layers of bandages wrapped around his hands.

No!

Not only his arms, but his whole body was wrapped in bandages. With a slight movement, heart-wrenching pain came from inside and outside.

He felt a chaotic feeling in his mind, and he thought for a long time before he could vaguely remember it.

Before he lost consciousness, he was first sucked away by the magic technique of the Hehuan Demon Ancestor, and then he slaughtered the Blood Sword Ancestor. His skin was also injured at that time.

"Ahem..."

He coughed twice gently and subconsciously pulled off the bandage from his arm.

"hiss……"

At that moment, another burst of pain of separation of flesh and blood came!

“…”

Feng Wuchen clenched his fists tightly, and then activated the Tianyi Treasure Book, which relieved the pain.

"call……"

What if the sword of the Blood Sword Ancestor was the power of the great way. He was injured by him. Even if he had the bones of the God King in his body, it would be difficult to reborn quickly!

It will take a lot of time to recover as before.

"Ahem..."

When Feng Wuchen coughed.

"You're awake?"

A female voice with a little surprise suddenly came.

Feng Wuchen turned his head and saw a look.

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Showing a pretty face.

The woman is careless and goes up to ask, "Hey... how do you feel now?"

"Well……"

Feng Wuchen had just spoken, but felt something was wrong.

His voice became extremely hoarse and he couldn't speak normally.

"drink……"

Seeing Feng Wuchen's strangeness, the woman hurriedly said, "When we found you, you had a very deep knife mark on your body, which stretched from your throat to your chest. It must be the one that destroyed your vocal cords... But you are really glad that if that knife turned three points to the right and hurt the cervical meridian, you may not be able to support us! Tsk tsk, but even so, you were unconscious for two months. Unexpectedly, you could actually wake up..."

“…”

He's been in a coma for two months?

Feng Wuchen felt a little pain in his chest.

He couldn't help but sigh.

How long has it been since he suffered such a serious injury?

Since he obtained the bones of the God King and cultivated into a demigod body, and with the Supreme Immortal Body, almost no one can hurt him.

Even if there is any injury, it will mostly heal within a few days.

But only the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Lord Realm can hurt him like this, right?

"Hey... what's going on? Talking!"

Feng Wuchen: "..."

The woman then slapped her forehead: "Oh...sorry, I forgot, you can't speak at all!"

Feng Wuchen was speechless, and then struggled to get up, tremblingly stretching out his bloody fingers.

Seeing this scene, the woman was immediately frightened.

"Hey...what are you going to do? Don't move around..."

When the woman was talking, Feng Wuchen had already reached his finger on the desk on one side, and the word Feng had already taken shape with strokes.

"wind……"

Just when Feng Wuchen wants to continue writing.

A familiar voice suddenly came.

"Qiao'er, are you not doing well yet? Xi Yan is afraid she is waiting in a hurry..."
Chapter completed!