Yuan Anning took out three pills from his arms and handed them to Nanfeng, "You can swallow them directly or crush them to the outside."

Nanfeng took the medicine and quickly walked down to the cave, squatted to see the golden dragon.

Jinlong seemed to know that Nanfeng was going back and returning to help, and was very excited, but it was different from a docile cat and dog. It was not humble to show goodwill, but just looked at Nanfeng with expectations.

"Can you understand me?" Nan Feng frowned and asked.

Jinlong just looked up at him, but had no other reaction.

"I shouldn't have saved you." Nan Feng said again.

Jinlong continued to look at him, but still no response.

Nanfeng did not give him treatment immediately, and hesitated for a long time before handing over a pill.

Jinlong looked at the pill and did not open his mouth to bite it. He waited until Nanfeng put the pill on the ground, and then it lowered its head and opened its mouth to swallow it.

"It's your life to meet me," Nanfeng pinched the remaining two pills into powder and applied medicine to it. "If you really deserve to die, God will not let me, a soft-hearted person, meet you. If you are in touch with the emperor's spiritual consciousness, you must be kind and lured and be kind and loving the people. You must be rude and kill people, otherwise I will become a sinner forever."

The pill was not big, but the golden dragon was very weak and had difficulty swallowing. He was still swallowing hard at this time, so he naturally would not respond to Nan Feng's words.

The golden dragon's body was covered with dragon scales, and the medicine powder was not fully attached. Nanfeng had to tear off the cloth strip and sprinkle medicine to bandage it. In addition to the large number of missing scales, the golden dragon's body also had two major injuries, one on the neck, penetrated horizontally, and the wound was flat, looking like a sword piercing through.

This wound should be caused by the Dragon Soul Sword used by Gao Pingsheng. The golden dragon can change at will. The wound also shrinks with its size. Since he has not studied and studied Taoist classics in depth, he does not understand why a giant can become so small. However, the most urgent task is not to think about why the golden dragon can change, but to help him treat his wound as soon as possible, and then take Yuan Anning to seek medical treatment as soon as possible.

Injury medicine usually causes pain, but when the medicine is applied and bandaged, the golden dragon does not show any pain. The wound on the neck is treated, and the tail is left. The wound is much more serious than the one on the neck. The flesh has been broken, the bones have been broken, and only some white tendons are left.

Because the injury was too serious, Nanfeng did not dare to deal with it at will, so he could only ask Yuan Anning for help, "Come on, what should I do with this trauma?"

Yuan Anning came over when she heard the sound, but after seeing it, she couldn't come up with an idea. She was proficient in the mechanism of creation, which belongs to the category of Qihuang.

There are two ways to deal with this trauma. One is to return the fine flesh and flesh to its original position and bandage it intact. This treatment may protect the tail of the golden dragon, but the flesh is very serious and is also covered with a large amount of dust. Once bandaged, it is very likely to become suppurative and rot.

Another way is to throw the pawns and protect the cart and cut them off directly. The advantage of doing this is that it will not easily become suppurated and can save your life, while the disadvantage is to lose your tail.

Because he was in a hurry to take Yuan Anning out for medical treatment, he could not think about it for a long time. After thinking about it urgently, Nanfeng drew out a short knife and pointed to the injured tail of Jinlong.

Jinlong, who knew Nanfeng's intention, actually responded, and his response was to shake his head slowly.

Seeing that it was reluctant to leave, Nanfeng was not convenient to force it. He could only use clean water to help it clean the wound and bandage it with medicine. He was worried that the wound would rot. When the wound was bandaged, the cloth strip was not very tightly wrapped. Even so, he was not relieved. He brought two stone piers over, put the blade of the short knife upwards, and clamped it with the stone pier. "If it doesn't work, break it by yourself, all I can do is this. The rest depends on your luck."

After saying that, he didn't wait much, and turned around and pulled Yuan Anning up the steps.

When he reached the upper stone chamber, Nanfeng turned his head back again, and saw that the golden dragon was still looking up at them.

In order to prevent others from entering, Yuan Anning disrupted the corresponding stone plate again, and the stone door slowly closed.

"Go quickly, go quickly." Nanfeng pulled Yuan Anning to walk quickly.

Along the way, he closed several other stone chambers as usual, and reached the top stone chamber, and the Baye was taking a nap in the corner.

The two entered the cave at the bottom in the afternoon and stayed in the cave for less than an hour. It was the afternoon, and the wind and snow outside had stopped.

"Go back quickly." Nanfeng shouted to Master Ba.

When the Eighth Master woke up for the first time, he was a little ambiguous. When he heard Nanfeng shouting, he suddenly woke up. Although he didn't know what was going on, he knew Nanfeng was eager to leave, and he didn't delay. He walked a few steps and squeezed out from the half-open stone door.

When the two of them left the stone room, the Eighth Master had already fluttered his wings and flew up. Although the mechanism opened inside the stone door was broken, the yin and yang bulge outside were still easy to use. Nanfeng closed the stone door and held Yuan Anning to pull the Eighth Master on his back.

"Go home, cave, home." Nanfeng rushed to the Ba Master to go. Although Ba Master was smart, he was still young and needed an explanation when ordering.

It just snowed and the wind stopped. It was neither good wind nor headwind. There was no obstacle or help. It all depends on how fast the eighth master flew.

"Quick, hurry, hurry." Nan Feng urged the Eighth Master to wrap a blanket on Yuan Anning, then grabbed her hand and untied the handkerchief to check the injury. In just a moment, the black spots actually expanded a little.

"Have you hurt your muscles and bones?" Nanfeng asked with concern.

Yuan Anning bent and stretched his five fingers, and after trying, he shook his head, "No."

Nanfeng did not pull his hand away, and kept holding it in his hand, "It can slow down the deterioration when it is frozen outside."

"It's not a problem." Yuan Anning felt a little embarrassed.

"You think I'm blind." Nan Feng was very anxious. Yuan Anning was stained with bone-transforming water to help him get the tortoise shell. He did not understand the toxicity of bone-transforming water, but just listening to the name, he knew that this thing was very domineering.

Yuan Anning couldn't take back his hand, so he could only hold it.

"How powerful is this thing?" Nan Feng asked.

"I don't know very well, I just know that there is such a poison." Yuan Anning shook her head in confusion. She should really not understand the toxicity of bone-transforming water. If she knew this, she would either be frightened or stable, and would never be a doubt. Confusion means she didn't know what the consequences would be if she was touched with bone-transforming water.

"Don't be afraid, I'll find a way." Nan Feng comforted him.

Yuan Anning shook his head, "I'm not afraid of you."

When Nan Feng heard this, he tilted his head to look at her. Yuan Anning hurriedly said, "Although you are young, you are not frivolous, and you are always in good order."

"You really respect me." Nan Feng responded casually. He could see that the sentence Yuan Anning said before was an explanation or concealment of the previous words, but what he was not sure whether Yuan Anning was explaining or concealing. If it was an explanation, it would be okay, but if it was a concealment, it would be complicated.

Yuan Anning did not answer his words, and Nan Feng did not speak again. There was a huge problem in front of him, that is, how to make Zhuge Chanjuan treat Yuan Anning's injuries.

As the saying goes, Zhuge Chanjuan is a master of Qihuang. She is well-versed in medicine and pharmacology. No matter how domineering the poison is, it cannot be separated from the five elements. For her, detoxifying Yuan Anning should be a trivial matter, but it is one thing to be able to solve it. It is another thing to be willing to take action. Zhuge Chanjuan already regards Yuan Anning as a rival in love and is very hostile to her. This time he invited Yuan Anning to come over, but he did not inform Zhuge Chanjuan in advance. Now he took Yuan Anning to ask her for treatment. How should he explain it to her?

Not to mention that Zhuge Chanjuan is a jealous person, even an ordinary woman, she will inevitably be too worried when encountering such a thing. Fortunately, he has a reasonable explanation for this matter and has tortoise shell as evidence to prove that he invited Yuan Anning to come over to do things, rather than leaving her to have a private meeting with Yuan Anning.

Even so, Nanfeng was extremely nervous. Zhuge Chanjuan was not only a jealous jar, but also a stubborn donkey walking to the dark. General Huyan, who was hoarse in Taiwu Mountain that day, let him persuade him. Zhuge Chanjuan never detoxified him until the end.

Although she was nervous and worried, she had no choice but to do anything. The only thing she could do was follow Zhuge Chanjuan. Zhuge Chanjuan was soft and not hard. No matter what she said, she would not quarrel with her.

The sky is cold, Yuan Anning's hands exposed outside are extremely cold, Nanfeng is worried, and he is often willing to bend his five fingers from time to time, worried that his fingers will be frostbite, so he moves for him every once in a while.

It took two hours to get to Chang'an from Sun Mountain. It took two hours to get back to Chang'an. It took three hours to get to the Sun Mountain. There was no wind at the moment. Even if the Eighth Master tried his best to briskly, it was already the second time to get to Chang'an.

Fortunately, Nanfeng handled it properly, Yuan Anning exposed his right hand. Although the black spots were spreading, the speed was very slow. At this time, the black spots were about the size of copper coins. Although they damaged the flesh, they did not infringe on the muscles and bones. Yuan Anning's right hand could still bend and stretch.

The situation was critical, and the two did not stop from Chang'an, but went straight south to Gongjun.

The higher the temperature, the higher the temperature, the faster the bone-transforming water spreads. Soon after traveling south, Yuan Anning's middle finger could not bend, and the wound that had expanded into black spots could be vaguely visible.

Nan Feng was anxious but had no choice but to do anything. Eighth Master had been flying for more than three hours. Flying with all his strength was different from leisurely flying. Eighth Master was already extremely tired at this time. Not to mention that he couldn't bear to urge him again, even if he had to urge him, Eighth Master could not be faster.

Only she knew what kind of pain Yuan Anning had endured. After passing Chang'an, the sweat on her forehead never disappeared. She was already injured. She was traumatized this time, which really made it worse. She could no longer hold on when she was two hundred miles away from Gong County, and her body was crooked and she fainted.

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Gongjun was about to arrive. Nanfeng wanted to place Yuan Anning in the city, go to the cave alone and invite Zhuge Chanjuan to come to the doctor. The reason why he wanted to deal with it in this way was to make Zhuge Chanjuan feel more comfortable. He only said that Yuan Anning was an outsider and could not let her know where the two were hiding.

But Yuan Anning fainted and could not do this, so he could only take Yuan Anning directly to the cave.

The cave where the two lived was located under a cliff, blocking it with stone walls protruding from the upper part. It was not until Baye reached the foot of the cave that Nanfeng saw a faint light at the entrance.

The bumps of landing awakened Yuan Anning, but she was no longer able to walk at this time, so Nanfeng could only carry her to the cave.

Before he could run to the entrance of the cave, Zhuge Chanjuan walked out of the cave, holding a pair of scissors and a red decal that had never been cut.

"Save people quickly." Nanfeng ran quickly towards the cave.

"What's going on?" Zhuge Chanjuan was shocked.

"The tortoise shell on the dragon head was not searched. There were several mechanisms there. I asked her to crack it. In order to help me get the tortoise shell, she was injured by bone-transformed water." Nanfeng hugged Yuan Anning into the cave.

In just a few days, the cave has completely changed. The originally despicable cave has many living utensils, all tables, chairs, benches, and even a dressing table. These are naturally done by Zhuge Chanjuan.

There was a wooden bed in the cave, which was not before. The bed was covered with a brand new red bedding. The situation was critical, and Nan Feng didn't care much about it and walked towards the wooden bed with Yuan Anning in his arms.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

Zhuge Chanjuan had never "feeded" her, and Nanfeng had already put Yuan Anning on the bed, "Hurry, save people quickly."

Yuan Anning was originally wrapped in a blanket, and lying behind the bed, the blanket unfolded. Zhuge Chanjuan saw her appearance clearly and suddenly turned into anger, "It's her?"

"There is an obstacle in that place, and I cannot crack it. I am worried that someone will take the lead, so I can only ask Miss Yuan to come and help." Nan Feng explained anxiously that Yuan Anning was awake at this time and could not speak her one by one, otherwise he would be too rude to Yuan Anning.

After seeing who Nanfeng was hugging clearly, Zhuge Chanjuan's face became very ugly. When Nanfeng heard Nanfeng's words, he neither responded nor did he move, but just stared at him angrily.

What Nan Feng was most worried about was this situation. He was afraid that Zhuge Chanjuan would turn against him, so he hurriedly took out the tortoise shell and showed it to Zhuge Chanjuan, "I asked Miss Yuan to go over to make it for the tortoise shell heavenly book. We have already obtained that tortoise shell."

Seeing that Zhuge Chanjuan was still angry, Nanfeng had to raise his hand to the sky, "Miss Yuan and I are just friends, I can swear to the sky."

"You must have thought about this for a long time?" Zhuge Chanjuan sneered, "You don't hesitate to swear to let me save her?"

"No, I'm afraid you misunderstood. I know what you are thinking now, and you can understand your feelings. You save people first. They were injured to help me. We can't break the bridge across the river." Nanfeng asked with a good voice.

"You don't usually speak like this." Zhuge Chanjuan walked to the table, sat down from the chair, and put down what she was in her hand. "Do you want me to save her?"

In order to get Zhuge Chanjuan to take action, Nan Feng didn't care about Yuan Anning and said kindly, "Yes, he was injured for me, so we should save her."
Chapter completed!