After Yu Zhao finished eating the whole candied haws, he felt a little better. Su Wan over there kept crying pitifully in pain.

Injuries caused by monsters are like no other. When eroded by demonic energy, the recovery speed of the wounds will be much slower.

Even if Ming Jinghuan brought the healing medicine, he could not heal the wound for a while.

Su Wan's tears of grievance kept falling, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on the disciples of Liuyun Sect. She didn't say a word, but it made people feel very distressed.

Someone couldn't help but said: "Senior Brother Ming, we can't let Senior Sister Su suffer like this..."

Ming Jinghuan frowned slightly. The wound had never been good, and the smell of blood lingered, which could easily attract other monsters. By then, he would be exhausted after not staying in this secret realm for long.

And unless the secret realm opens again, which is three months later, there is no way to get out of this secret realm.

By then, if all these disciples' spiritual power has dried up, Ming Jinghuan believes that there is no way to protect everyone.

What's more, these disciples are, in a sense, the mainstay of the Liuyun Sect in the future, and dying here will damage the Liuyun Sect's vitality.

This is not worth the gain.

But... unless specific herbs are used, there is no way to heal this wound quickly. If Ming Jinghuan alone heals her, it will take at least seven days.

After all, Ming Jinghuan’s spiritual roots are fire spiritual roots, not water spiritual roots suitable for healing...

etc?

Water spirit root?

Ming Jinghuan raised his head suddenly. Isn't Yu Zhao the divine water spirit root? It's perfect for her to heal the wound, right?

When he thought of this, Ming Jinghuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

He looked at Yu Zhao and said, "Yu Zhao, come here."

Yu Zhao was a little confused. Ming Jinghuan always disliked her. What did he want to do this time?

But she still went through it obediently, maybe because she had an almost ridiculous hope in her heart.

Seeing Yu Zhao coming, Ming Jinghuan was silent for a moment and then said softly: "Yu Zhao, I asked you to come here this time because I want you to do a favor."

Yu Zhao looked at him in confusion and said, "Su Wan's injuries were eroded by demonic energy. If there is no one with Shui Ling Gen to assist in the treatment...I'm afraid..."

It’s Su Wan again!

Yu Zhao was a little annoyed. She didn't have the patience to wait for Ming Jinghuan to finish speaking, and said simply: "Then do you know what impact it will have on me after I help her heal her injuries?"

Ming Jinghuan was stunned, and Yu Zhao continued: "You have spiritual fire roots and a cultivation level at the golden elixir stage. Once the evil energy enters your body, it will be burned out within a few moments."

Ming Jinghuan pursed his lips slightly. Yu Zhao was right. When he healed Su Wan's wounds, he could indeed feel some demonic energy transmitted from the wounds, but his spiritual power was burned out in an instant.

, so that there was no disturbance.

"If this demonic energy enters my body, it will spread to the spiritual root meridians along with my spiritual power. Ming Jinghuan, do you want me to have inner demons before I step into the golden elixir?"

What Yu Zhao said was so shocking that Ming Jinghuan was a little confused for a while.

But if Yu Zhao is not allowed to help with treatment, the consequences will be more serious.

He sighed and said: "I can help you get rid of the demonic energy that has entered your body, but I can't wait here. If you can't treat it in time, the consequences will be disastrous."

The ridiculous hopes in Yu Zhao's heart suddenly disappeared. She looked at Ming Jinghuan in disbelief. After a long time, she gritted her teeth and said: "So the inner demons I may have in the future are nothing compared to the small injury on her arm?"

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"Yu Zhao!" Ming Jinghuan's voice suddenly rose: "You know, it's not just the injury. If it weren't for you, I would have to be expelled for at least seven days. During this period, I might encounter a monster at any time!"

"You can't let me leave the lives of these more than thirty disciples alone, can you?" Ming Jinghuan's expression became even more excited when he said this.

"We still have to survive in this secret realm for three months! If we lose our disciples now, how will I explain it when we go back?"

Yu Zhao looked at him coldly, and after a moment, he suddenly smiled: "How to explain? This is your Ming Jinghuan's business, why should you let me take care of it for you?"

"Who do you think you are?" Yu Zhao's eyebrows became colder and colder, like a sword filled with ice, easily cutting people's hearts to blood: "Are you sure you will encounter a monster in these seven days? Secret Realm

At such a big age, is Su Wan the only one injured?"

"Why is it that no one else is asking for treatment, but she, Su Wan, is the only one special?" Yu Zhao said the more he said, the more resentful he became: "Even if we encounter World of Warcraft in the past seven days, don't so many people still have the strength to fight?"

"You clearly know..." Yu Zhao became more and more anxious as he spoke, and tears rolled down his eyes: "You clearly know that I, a monk in the foundation-building stage, cannot get rid of the demonic energy once it enters my body. Don't talk nonsense about helping me! Shui!

Incompatible with fire, yours cannot be expelled!"

"Let me bear this demonic aura for three months. When I return to the sect, I'm afraid I will have become a useless person driven by inner demons!"

Ming Jinghuan looked at Yu Zhao blankly. He was too anxious and didn't think much at all.

What the little girl said made Ming Jinghuan feel extremely uncomfortable. Before he could speak, the little girl continued: "Ming Jinghuan! Do you want me to die here?"

"I didn't..." Ming Jinghuan was suddenly speechless. He didn't know what was wrong with him. His mind seemed to be on the wrong string just now. He was only thinking about wanting Yu Zhao to heal Su Wan.

He took a deep breath and recited the Qingxin Jue several times in his mind.

Only then did he stabilize his mind, and then said calmly: "I'm sorry, Yu Zhao, I didn't think carefully."

Yu Zhao was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Ming Jinghuan to apologize to her. She pursed her lips and said nothing.

Seeing that Ming Jinghuan was about to be persuaded by Yu Zhao, Su Wan couldn't sit still. She cried pitifully and said: "Junior sister, I know you resent me and it's normal that you don't want to help me, but... just like what Senior Brother Ming said

Yes, if the bloody aura on my body attracts monsters, the other disciples will suffer."

Speaking of this, she glanced at Yu Zhao timidly, as if she had been wronged a lot: "Junior sister, other disciples are innocent, we can't drag them down."

Hearing this, Yu Zhao suddenly cast his eyes on her, raised his lips slightly, and showed a sarcastic smile: "When it comes to being a drag, shouldn't the real drag be you, Su Wan?"

"They were also attacked by monsters, and you were still protected by Senior Brother Ming. How come others were fine, but you were injured?"

The sarcasm in Yu Zhao's eyes became more and more serious: "Could it be that you did it on purpose? Just to let my inner demon enter my body?"
Chapter completed!