The pungent smell of blood filled every corner of the room, and blood dripped all over the ground. Qiao Chu, who was wrapped in bandages, was sitting on a chair. In the spacious room, there were two beds, and Hua Yao and Fan Zhuo, who were covered in blood, were lying on the two beds respectively.

By the side of the bed, the man with gauze wrapped around his face was sitting quietly, only Bai Mo stood by Fan Zhuo's bed with a depressed look on his face.

"Little Evil Son." Qiao Chu saw Jun Wuxie's arrival, and he suddenly stood up from the chair. The blood and dust on his unwashed face covered his facial features. His eyes were red and his eyes were filled with grief.

Jun Wuxie stared at his eyes and walked into the room. His mind turned blank at this moment.

As early as the moment she saw the restaurant on fire, she had already guessed that something had happened, but... she didn't expect that things would be so serious.

"You...you should take a look at Brother Hua and Xiao Zhuozi." Qiao Chu's eyes were a little hot. He had no idea how he survived the time after he came back.

Jun Wuxie took a deep breath and walked to the bed without saying a word. Looking at Hua Yao and Fan Zhuo in their sleep, he said nothing. He raised his hand and used all the ring spirits such as the white lotus poppy blood velvet flower. The black cat also rushed to her shoulders. Without Jun Wuxie's speaking, the black cat knew what she wanted to do. He immediately raised his claws and directed the six ring spirits to get busy.

Jun Wuxie took out all the life-saving pills in Qiankun bag, and his eyes were so cold that Nangong Lie on the side did not dare to say a word. The whole room was a little striking. Qiao Chu stood aside nervously, watching Jun Wuxie's hands flying, constantly dealing with the fatal injuries on Hua Yao and Fan Zhuo.

Whether it was Hua Yao or Fan Zhuo, their injuries could no longer be dragged down. Nangong Lie secretly invited two doctors before, but they had no choice but to have such serious injuries. Fortunately, Qiao Chu was in a panic and remembered that Jun Wuxie had prepared some life-saving pills for each of them before, and hurriedly took Hua Yao and the others to drag them back until Jun Wuxie came back.

otherwise……

Don’t say that when Jun Wuxie comes back, I’m afraid they will be dead long ago.

Jun Wuyao stood behind Jun Wuxie, saying no. At this moment, Jun Wuxie didn't need any comfort. Every minute and every second seemed to be racing against the god of death.

Bai Mo stood aside blankly, with fine scars on his white face, but it was much better than Fan Zhuo who was lying on the bed. If he had usually seen the ring spirits summoned by Jun Wuxie, he would have been shocked. But now, his face was astonishingly white as his eyes were not floating anywhere, but he just stared at Fan Zhuo's scarred face, and his fists were clenched tightly on his side.

Both of them were seriously injured and could not delay any delay. Jun Wuxie did not dare to slow down the treatment of any one person at all, so he could only do it at the same time. Her hands quickly left phantoms in the air. Nangong Lie on the side could not see clearly what she had done. However, the wounds on Fan Zhuo and Hua Yao were healing with a scab that was visible to the naked eye. Their faces were also getting better as time passed, and even their breathing was much stronger than before.
Chapter completed!