Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Wen Renyu's escape caused the morale of the remaining dragon knights and men in black to plummet. Facing the opponent's increasingly fierce offensive, they actually felt a sense of grief for the enemy.

As the saying goes, I will kill you while you are sick.

Soon, the fighting gradually stopped, and the enemies were all killed or wounded. Wanqi Yuan looked around for Fu Ling'er, and at this moment, Fu Ling'er looked at him, and the two smiled at each other.

The next moment, Wanqi Yuan flashed in front of Fu Ling'er, looked at her with concern, and spoke anxiously like a string of cannonballs.

"Ling'er, how are you? Are you hurt?"

Fu Ling'er's hair was a little messy, as she had experienced a fierce battle, but there were no obvious scars on her body, only a shallow scratch on the back of her hand.

She shook her head gently, smiled and comforted Wanqi Yuan,

"It's okay, this little injury is nothing, don't worry."

However, Wanqi Yuan did not relax. He stared at Fu Ling'er closely and carefully examined her physical condition, fearing that he would miss any possible wound.

When he finished the examination, he was relieved to find that there were no wounds anywhere else except the mark on the back of his hand.

Fu Ling'er looked up at Wanqi Yuan, seeing his disheveled figure, his cheeks bruised and purple, his robes torn, his body covered in blood, and the wounds on his hands and legs still oozing blood.

She couldn't help but feel touched. This man always took the initiative to care for her and love her. Even though he was injured, he still considered her safety first.

"I'm fine, but look at you, you're still trying to be strong even though you're injured. Don't move, I'll heal you." After saying that, a green light appeared on Fu Ling'er's palm, lingering around Wanqi Yuan's body. Her eyes fell on the wounds that were still bleeding, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.

"It's okay, I took a rejuvenation pill and I'll be fine in a while. Don't waste your energy, take a rest and recover your strength," Wanqi Yuan stopped Fu Ling'er from outputting her divine power. The war had just ended and the soldiers were exhausted.

"Okay then," Fu Ling'er listened to the advice. She really needed to recover her strength as quickly as possible. The war was over, but there were still many things waiting for them to solve.

"Let's go and see Qian Mingmingfei and the others," Fu Ling'er pulled Wanqi Yuan and walked towards the devastated battlefield.

Xiao Zi, Lu Yan Ling You and others were already cleaning up the battlefield, and they didn't see Leng Feng, Leng Lie and the others.

The two searched for a long time on the messy battlefield before they found them in the corner at the edge. They were gathered together, looking very anxious.

The two of them watched this scene from a distance, and their hearts suddenly sank, as if they were hit hard by something. A bad thought suddenly flashed through Fu Ling'er's mind, please don't let anything happen!

"Quick, let's go and take a look." The two of them quickly flashed over.

"What happened to you? Is someone injured? Let me take a look." Fu Ling'er shouted anxiously, her voice revealing her concern for the injured.

Mo Jiu, who had sharp eyes, was delighted when he saw Sister Ling and Brother Yuan coming, and he quickly said,

"Sister Ling, Brother Yuan, are you okay? Get out of the way, Sister Ling is coming, Sister Ling is coming,"

The companions made way for her upon seeing this, and their eyes lit up when they saw that it was Sister Ling coming.

But when the two finally saw the scene in front of them, they were in a very bad mood. They saw Lu Qianming kneeling on the ground, concentrating on healing the three people lying on the ground.

These three people were Yun Chen, Mo Chi and Feng Ze. They were lying lifeless on the cold ground, their faces were as pale as paper, their lips were bloodless, and they looked in a very critical condition.

Fu Ling'er was extremely anxious, her face turned pale instantly, her heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, and she was a little unstable. She didn't care about anything else, she squatted down quickly, stretched out her fingers tremblingly, and put them on Yun Chen's wrist, trying to feel his pulse.

However, when she felt the pulse that was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, Fu Ling'er's heart sank.

"Sister Ling, don't worry, they are just seriously injured. They have been fed rejuvenation pills and they will be well soon." Lu Qianming's voice suddenly sounded. Although he tried to sound relaxed, his furrowed brows and heavy expression completely exposed his true thoughts.

Obviously, Lu Qianming said this just because he didn't want to face the reality. In fact, the injuries of these three people were much more serious than he described, and whether they could really recover was still unknown. He knew that Sister Ling's medical skills were very powerful, but these three people were almost on their last breath. Could Sister Ling still save them?

Feng Luo squatted beside Feng Ze, looking at Fu Ling'er with hopeful eyes, his heart pounding as if he was waiting for the verdict of the god of death.

"Don't worry, everyone!" Fu Ling'er's voice was clear and firm, like a spring breeze blowing through people's hearts, "Even if they really went to the underworld, I will definitely bring them back unharmed!"

Her words were like a bright light, penetrating the haze in everyone's hearts and relaxing their tense nerves in an instant. Everyone could feel the power in her words, which was an incomparable confidence and determination.

Yes! Who is Sister Ling? Sister Ling is the omnipotent god in their hearts. Nothing can stump them.

"I will take them to the resort to heal their wounds first. You should also heal your wounds quickly, and then go clean up the battlefield. Yuan, tell Uncle Zhao that we must hurry back to Jiuyang City as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll go find him first," Wanqi Yuan nodded and agreed, then went to find Diwu Zhao.

Fu Ling'er waved her hand and led the three people into the space.

"Fei Fei, quickly find me the Holy Water of Immortality and save their lives first." Fu Ling'er immediately ordered Fei Fei to do the job as soon as she entered the space.

"Okay, master, Feifei will go find Xiaoshui right away," Feifei fluttered her crystal clear wings, and with a "whoosh", she disappeared.

Fu Ling'er laid the three people side by side on a big bed. The three bloodless men were breathing out more than breathing in, the bloody holes on their bodies had stopped bleeding, and their vitality was slipping away bit by bit.

Fu Ling'er first used the wood-based divine power to help them heal their external injuries. A green light lingered around her body, healing the wounds on their bodies, but her complexion remained unchanged.

Soon, Feifei came back with a porcelain bottle hanging in her hand.

"Hurry, hurry, master, the holy water of immortality is here."

Fu Ling'er immediately opened the porcelain bottle and fed each of them a drop of the Immortal Holy Water. As the Immortal Holy Water entered their bodies, a powerful vitality suddenly surged into their bodies, and the speed at which their vitality was lost also came to an abrupt halt.

The next step was to wait. As time went by, the complexions of the three people gradually improved.

"Fei Fei, they are fine now. Please take good care of them. I have something else to take care of, so I will leave first."

"Okay, master."