Fantasy: Draw the Supreme Bone at the Start

When he saw the black land in front of him and the four black spots on the ground, Chu Xiao finally couldn't hold it back, his eyes went dark and he didn't know anything.

"Look, look, Wandi Sword is back." Ouyang Xue shouted towards the silver white sword light from far and near in the sky, long since she didn't care about the reservedness of her eldest lady.

Nawandijian has its own spirituality and is connected with Chu Xiao. After sending Ouyang Jian and the four others to the shore of the Huangquan Sea, it flew towards the Huangquan Sea again on its own.

Since then, Ouyang Jian and others have been looking forward to this shore.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before the familiar silver-white sword light appeared again in the sky.

"But, there seems to be something wrong with your Wandi Sword," Shang Ruyi put his hand on his forehead and said when he looked at the slanted Wandi Sword.

This Wandi Sword is infinitely powerful in Chu Xiao's hands. When did this happen?

"Could it be, what's the accident with Brother Chu?" Qiao Ling couldn't help but guess. After all, she had never seen Wan Di Sword appear in such a situation, even on the surface of the Yellow Spring Sea.

"It's Chu Xiao!" Ouyang Jian shouted. At this moment, the sword light was very close, and it was close enough to see the figure on the flying sword.

"Not good!" Before Ouyang Jian's words fell, the man had already flown out, and he flew towards Chu Xiao, who was falling fast toward the ground.

Ouyang Jian did not dare to hold on to the huge impact of Chu Xiao's fall. While offering a transparent enchantment to incorporate Chu Xiao into the enchantment, he controlled his internal force to eliminate the huge impulse little by little.

This Ouyang Jian doesn't take care of his errands on weekdays, he is not at all ambiguity when he is getting up on business.

Under his operation, the speed of Chu Xiao and Wandijian slowly dropped, and they fell from the midair little by little.

Before Chu Xiao landed, Ouyang Jian gently caught him, looked for a relatively flat ground, and put Chu Xiao on it.

The crowd had already surrounded him, and at this moment Chu Xiao had closed his eyes tightly and his face was like gold paper. He had already passed out in a coma. The big beads of sweat had condensed on his forehead, and he had already dampened his forehead.

No wonder, Chu Xiao has been unable to control the Wandi Sword.

Everyone was shocked. They never expected that Chu Xiao had suffered such a serious injury, and his face was completely shocked.

...For flowers.

"Brother Chu, are you okay?" Concerns were chaotic. Everyone was a little confused at the moment, and asked Chu Xiao who had fallen into a coma.

Fortunately, Ouyang Jian got back a bit of reason.

"Chu Xiao, Chu Xiao, can you hear it?" Ouyang Jian tried to wake Chu Xiao, he even shook Chu Xiao's shoulder gently.

However, Chu Xiao at this moment has lost consciousness and cannot wake up at all.

"Let me try" Qiao Ling said. Qiao Ling is the descendant of the Yaowanggu school. Among the few people, she is the only one who cultivated this way of saving the dead and healing the wounded, and she is undoubtedly the best candidate for treatment.

Ouyang Jian helped Chu Xiao to sit up cross-legged, while Na Qiao Ling sat cross-legged behind Chu Xiao, with one palm rising from the abdomen and slowly raising it to her chest, and then slowly patted Chu Xiao's back.

The others surrounded them, with anxious expressions in their eyes, and they never left Chu Xiao and Qiao Ling for a moment.

After a while, I saw that Qiao Ling finally retracted the palm of her hand.

Everyone looked at Chu Xiao, his body was just sitting on the ground softly, showing no signs of being sober. Son.

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