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Looking at Leng Ling who was seriously injured and unconscious, a complex look appeared in Zhao Hen's eyes. After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Hen put the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum into his mouth and chewed it. He directly held Leng Ling's head and drooled the medicine liquid. Now that Leng Ling's life is at stake, Zhao Hen doesn't care about the superiority of his master and apprentice.

Master Liao Zheng was right next to him, but he looked at Zhao Hen's actions without stopping him at all. It is important to help him at this time, so he can't take care of other complicated and complicated matters? Even if this move is a little bit out of order, it is still helpless. And among the two, Zhao Hen is the most suitable. You can't let Liao Zheng do this to his apprentice, right?

The medicinal power of the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum was very effective. When it entered Leng Ling's belly, it immediately turned into a warm current, and began to repair the injuries on Leng Ling. In just over three hours, Leng Ling's face looked much rosy.

"Master, who hurt my master?" Seeing the effect of the medicine, Zhao Hen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but immediately began to ask about Leng Ling's situation.

"I don't know!" Liao Zheng shook his head, his eyes also had undepressed anger: "When I came here, Leng Ling had already hid in a hole and fell into a coma, and his body was seriously injured."

Listening to Master Liao Zheng's words, Zhao Hen also began to carefully examine the injuries on Leng Ling's body. After some spiritual investigation, Zhao Hen found that Leng Ling's body was almost fatal. Obviously, the other party was just killing and had no plans to save Leng Ling's life. If Liao Zheng and Zhao Hen were a little late for a day or two, Leng Ling might have been unable to make up for the situation.

At this moment, Zhao Hen's face was already covered with dark clouds. Leng Ling came to the Mobei Wasteland in order to refine flying swords for herself and lacked materials. But now she was injured like this. How could Zhao Hen not be angry?

Forcefully suppressing the anger that almost made Yiyi and Jiu feel scared, Zhao Hen asked Master Liao Zheng, "Master, what materials did Master come here to find?"

"Thunder Crystal Soul!" Liao Zheng also had thick eyebrows. His apprentice was beaten like this. It can be said that no master would feel good. However, Liao Zheng still said the name of the material: "Leng Ling planned to refine a good thunder attribute flying sword, but lacked Thunder Crystal Soul. This material was only available in the Mobei Wasteland, so Leng Ling rushed over. Now he didn't expect to be injured like this."

Zhao Hen introduced the medicine liquid into Leng Ling's mouth and took it. Until now, Leng Ling's face has improved significantly, and the injuries on her body are slowly being relieved. She looks in good condition. However, if she wants to recover from such a serious injury, she will need to be treated for at least half a year.

"The master's Qiankun bag was snatched away." Zhao Hen looked carefully and immediately noticed that the Qiankun bag on Leng Ling's body had disappeared. As Leng Ling's master, Liao Zheng would definitely not embezzle the Qiankun bag on Leng Ling's body, so the only explanation was that it was snatched away.

"Leng Ling's magic weapon is now left with a flying sword and the ornament hanging around her neck. If I hadn't refined this ornament that conveyed signals for her, I wouldn't have been able to find her." Liao Zheng suppressed his anger and looked at Leng Ling who was unconscious in pain, but he still showed a little bit of pain and said angrily: "Fortunately, she escaped into this cave and fired a distress signal, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!"

This is simply a blessing in disguise. Otherwise, Zhao Hen and Liao Zheng would have only received news of Leng Ling's death.

"I snatched the Qiankun bag, it was obvious that there was something on the master who was thinking about it." Zhao Hen said coldly: "Whoever dares to touch my master, no matter who he is, I, Zhao Hen, will let him die without a burial place!"

"Zhao Hen, take Leng Ling back to the Zi Lei Sect, I want to check here. Which bastard dares to touch my apprentice!" Liao Zheng also had a bad temper. His apprentice was injured in this way, so how could Liao Zheng sit idly by?

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Chapter completed!