The fear in his eyes has not dissipated until this moment.

He murmured: "How can this kid have such terrifying martial arts skills?"

Although he was scared, everything passed. Before he left, he witnessed Wu Yun falling straight down.

It must be because this martial art is too powerful and cannot withstand the backlash.

What he should do now is to speed up his recovery from his injuries and rush to the snow desert wilderness to meet with Xue Wucheng and others.

As for the matter between the elders of Linglong Valley and Xing Wufeng, he has not yet decided how to tell Linglong Valley and Xing Yunfeng.

Elsewhere, Wu Yun was already lying on a bed.

He has been in coma for several days.

This is a simple and spacious house, built of snow bamboo from extremely cold places.

There are several houses and a small courtyard outside.

Wu Yun on the bed moved his fingers slightly, seemingly showing signs of waking up.

In the small courtyard, Uncle Chen and Yao'er were playing chess.

Yao'er dropped her son and asked: "Uncle Chen, why isn't he awake yet? Is he dead?"

Uncle Chen asked back: "Yao'er can't trust Uncle Chen's ability?"

After a pause, he continued: "Although his body is far stronger than ordinary people, his internal organs are destroyed, his bones are broken, and his meridians are severely damaged. It is not easy to wake up. It will take at least ten days."

"Senior, you saved me?"
Chapter completed!