Xiang Zhihan took Jiang Buwan and left Xihai quickly. His calm voice sounded like a reliable subordinate reporting work to her.
"Leng Yao is responsible for entangling that dragon." After Xiang Zhihan finished speaking, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the injury on her waist. After a long time, he asked softly, "Sir, does your injury still hurt?"
Jiang Buwan shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Yang Li's injuries are much more serious than mine. Don't even think about getting up and causing trouble for me during this trip to Kunlun."
As for him sending someone else? Only gods can harm each other, and those immortals have nothing to do with Jiang Buwan for the time being. No matter how many people he sends, they will only give away their heads.
Besides, they can send people, so Jiang Buwan may not have anyone under his command now.
Xiang Zhihan thought further. Among the gods, it was not only Yang Li who clearly had descendants, but also Yu Manman, who had never made a move from beginning to end.
Jiang Buwan seemed to know what Xiang Zhihan was worried about. She said softly, "I know what you are thinking. Yu Manman is a thunder that has not exploded yet, but if she comes, I will not be afraid."
Xiang Zhihan said dullly, "God, you'd better heal your injuries first."
He wanted to become stronger. When Jiang Buwan and Yang Li were fighting just now, he couldn't even step forward.
He knew that if he took a step forward with his current Dao body, he would probably turn into ashes in an instant.
If Yu Manman really comes, he can't protect her.
Jiang Buwan had just fought against Yang Li. The two of them were in the center of the battlefield and could not notice how much damage their leaked divine power had caused to the West Sea.
He was standing on the sea and saw with his own eyes the waves of the Western Sea. Countless fish were blown out of the sea. Most of the aquatic tribe fled south, and the Dragon Palace below was already shattered into pieces.
The tsunami caused by the fight between the two of them also flooded most of the surrounding land. Originally, the two hundred miles from the West Sea should have been a stretch of quicksand, but now the quicksand has turned into a swamp.
Today, Xiang Zhihan understands the power of gods and the consequences of their every move.
He almost dared not think about what kind of catastrophe would befall the floating world and even the Three Thousand Realms below if there were to be a war between the gods in the future.
Xiang Zhihan supported Jiang Buwan as he headed westward, and saw that it was almost safe.
He took out a thin quilt from the meson space and spread it flat on the ground.
Jiang Buwan: "You don't need to be so particular when you go out."
Xiang Zhihan didn't answer, just doing his own thing silently.
He laid Jiang Buwan on the thin quilt and whispered, "Leng Yao should catch up with us soon."
Ever since Leng Yao was caught by Yang Li last time, Jiang Buwan had left her mark on Leng Yao, so she could feel that Ling Yao was not in danger now and was running towards them.
"Honored God, your injury..." Xiang Zhihan asked, "Can it be cured?"
Jiang Buwan shook his head and said, "I tried it with the power of creation, but it had little effect, so I can only keep it."
Her wound was very scary, with a large hole punched directly through her stomach. It seemed that the structure of her inner body could be seen clearly through this hole.
If he were a mortal, such a serious injury would have killed him long ago.
After hearing this, Xiang Zhihan silently took out some herbs and bandages for treating wounds from the meson space. He said softly, "I know these things may be useless to you, but I will help you wrap up the wound first. It is not good to expose it.
"Okay." Jiang Buwan smiled, "I believe in your medical skills."
Xiang Zhihan's hand holding the medicine paused, and he seemed to have returned to Qingshui Town in the lower world.
He still asked the doctor, but she. . She is his wife and Mrs. Jiang.
He carefully applied medicine on the wound to stop the bleeding. Under his fingertips was pink and bright red flesh. He had never seen more shocking injuries than this.
But the injury in front of him hurt more than the injury he had caused to himself.
The slightly cool concoction was sprinkled on the wound. Although the effect was minimal, Jiang Buwan still keenly felt that her wound felt a little relieved under the moisturizing of the concoction.
Xiang Zhihan asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Jiang Buwan lowered his eyes. Because of the medicine, his face was very close to hers, and she could clearly see his distinct eyelashes and the wrinkles on his red lips.
She suddenly thought of how he looked when she first saw him in the upper world. He was sweeping fallen leaves with a broom and was extremely thin.
She suddenly became a little curious about his experience before coming to the upper world.
"Xiang Zhihan, when I first met you in the upper world, why were you so thin?"
"Did something happen in the lower world?"
Xiang Zhihan's bandaged hands paused, and he thought of the three years he spent searching for her in the underworld, and the moment he realized he couldn't save her.
Although it has been a long time since it happened, even though Jiang Buwan is right in front of him now.
But when he thought about it, pain arose from his heart and spread throughout his limbs, as if someone was pricking him with countless invisible needles. The pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe or think.
"It's nothing," he said. "The ascending thunder tribulation is too strong. Although I have ascended, I am also seriously injured, so I look a little thinner."
Jiang Buwan nodded as if he understood, that's why.
She was about to ask, why didn't he ascend while she was dead instead of waiting for another three years?
Leng Yao is back.
His green eyes stared at the wounds on Jiang Buwan's waist. Although most of the wounds had been bandaged, he had a keen sense of smell and could tell from the strong smell of blood in the air that she was seriously injured.
He didn't say anything, but took out a piece of sweet cake from his small package and said, "Here, it's sweet. It won't hurt if you eat it."
Jiang Buwan took the sweet ointment in Ling Yao's hand and took a bite, with a smile on his face. "Well, it's so sweet. It really doesn't hurt at all."
Ling Yao's green eyes brightened a little after hearing this, and he was about to take out his private collection from the small package, but was stopped by Xiang Zhihan.
"The god is injured now and cannot eat much."
Leng Yao blinked. Although he didn't understand why, he knew that Xiang Zhihan was a doctor. In his memory, sick people should see a doctor and listen to the doctor's words.
So he honestly put the sweet ointment back and said to Jiang Buwan, "You can eat it when you are well."
"good."
Jiang Buwan rested on the spot for a while, feeling that his strength had almost recovered, and was about to continue heading towards Kunlun, but was stopped by Xiang Zhihan and Leng Yao.
"Your injuries haven't healed yet, please rest for a while."
Jiang Buwan said: "Actually, the injuries on my body don't matter. It's more important to find the lotus lantern."
But Xiang Zhihan insisted and refused to give in, "Honored God, no one knows what will happen when we go to Kunlun. If we miss the magic lamp due to poor condition, wouldn't it be worth the loss?"
Leng Yao's words were much simpler, "Rest."
Jiang Buwan couldn't defeat the two of them, but then he thought about it and realized that what Xiang Zhihan said made sense.
No one knows what kind of person Queen Mother Xi is, or what kind of test she will give her.
She lowered her head and glanced at her injury. She could feel that the wound was slowly recovering, and it should only take one night to recover as before.
She said, "Okay, let's rest for another two hours."
