Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

The convoy was safe along the way until an accident occurred when they were crossing a mountain road.

There are bald mountains on both sides of the road. From afar, there is a person standing on the mountain. The person stands motionless on the stone. If you don’t look carefully, you would think it is a natural strange stone.

He held a long and thin metal arrow tightly in his hand, and his eyes were fixed on the front of the mountain road until he saw a line of vehicles speeding past. Then he squinted his eyes and threw the metal arrow in his hand as if he came alive.

The metal arrow was moving so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. It accurately penetrated the car window and stabbed towards the place where the woman's heart should have been. However, the woman didn't know what she was doing when she suddenly lowered her head. The arrow penetrated the green halo and pierced the woman's shoulder, but strangely no blood flowed out.

Bang.

"what!"

The sound of breaking and the woman's scream came almost at the same time.

The people in the car became alert instantly, but before they could figure out what was happening, Ye Chaoqiu's screams had already attracted everyone's attention.

The metal arrow pierced the outside of Ye Chaoqiu's shoulder. A green halo covered the wound, but no blood flowed out. However, Ye Chaoqiu suddenly fell unconscious with a gray face.

Qian Rou sat in the passenger seat and looked out, cursing, "Whoever attacked us, get out if you dare."

The young man on the mountain seemed to have heard this and he smiled disdainfully.

The young man was none other than Yan Hua. He had originally wanted to deliver a fatal blow, but unfortunately, fate always favored Fang Jiaan. It was clearly a sure thing, but at the moment after he made his move, Ye Chaoqiu slightly turned sideways to wipe the forehead of Fang Zhen, who was unconscious beside him, leading to the current situation.

Yan Hua smiled evilly and said to himself:

"That's fine. You injured my arm anyway, so I'll give you back now. If I can't find you, I can only attack the person you value most! Fang Jiaan, don't be anxious, let's play slowly! This poisoned arrow will kill her, so don't cry."

After he finished speaking, Yan Hua disappeared from where he was.

Qian Rou, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had a very bad look on her face. She was on guard for another sneak attack, while Fang Zhen and his wife, who were sitting in the back seat, had both fainted.

***

Zhou Leng's soul spent three years in sleep, until she felt the protection of her natal magic weapon for the mission object, she pulled Xiao Ding's soul out of Fang Jiaan's body and put it back into her own soul imprint. She opened her eyes and looked at the world again with her own soul.

An inconspicuous small branch surrounded Ye Chaoqiu's side, and people around him could not move forward, including the psychic who wanted to come forward to treat him.

After being treated by the psychic, Fang Zhen has basically recovered.

The man looked anxious, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and he paced back and forth in the room. The conditions of his wife and daughter were very complicated, and he couldn't think of a solution for a while.

Suddenly, the spinning twig flew away from Ye Chaoqiu and flew towards the door, and was then caught by a tender hand.

"Aunt Chen, please treat my mother."

The three people in the room fixed their eyes on the girl standing at the door. Three years had passed. Although Xiao Ding often took Zhou Leng's place in activities, the strange feeling of not communicating for a long time still lingered between them.

"An An, you..."

"Dad, take my ID badge and add it to yours. If it's not enough, ask everyone to borrow some. Go find Uncle Zhang Cheng and go to the inner city to exchange for a bottle of awakening potion. Write down how much you owe everyone, and we will pay you back slowly later."

Fang Zhen seemed to be unable to hear the discussion of his teammates outside the room, nor could he see the looks his teammates gave his daughter inside the room. His expression was somewhat dull and wooden, and he just kept echoing:

"Hey, I'm going right now, right now."

Fang Zhen found his daughter's name tag and took his own and his wife's. He wanted to see how many points he needed first, and then redeem them for potions after collecting them.

Zhou Leng arrived in front of Ye Chaoqiu. She saw the woman's pale face and bloodless lips. She stretched out her hand to touch her still slightly warm cheek, muttering softly:

"Mom, you can survive, even if my soul power is greatly reduced, even if I have to sacrifice this flesh and blood body, not for the mission, but only for your sincere protection and selfless love."

The two healing psychics were trying their best to treat him, but the metal arrow was still on Ye Chaoqiu's arm.

One of the people Zhou Leng called Aunt Chen said with a serious expression:

"An An, this arrow has zombie poison on it. Your mother's body is fighting the virus. Please help us pull the arrow out. We will immediately use our special powers to seal the wound and stop the bleeding. External injuries are easy to treat, but this virus will depend on Sister Ye to overcome on her own."

Zhou Leng replied: "I know, I will pull out the arrow."

The psychics were very effective in treating external injuries, and the outer side of the shoulder, which should have been a bloody mess, recovered in just over half an hour.

The woman surnamed Chen wanted to say something else, but Zhou Leng interrupted her and said, "Thank you, Aunt Chen. I'll leave the rest to you. Please tell everyone to get busy and don't disturb us."

"Hey."

After the two left, the wood elements in the house slowly gathered together, and the mother and daughter were wrapped in vines like a cocoon, and outsiders could not see what was going on inside.

Two hours later, Fang Zhen entered the house with a bottle of medicine. Before he could say anything, a vine appeared in front of him and wrapped around the medicine.

Fang Zhen said worriedly: "An An, you should also pay attention to your own safety."

The vine patted the man's hand and then retracted with the potion.

For two days, Zhou Leng fed her mother the potion, pinching her chin and making her drink it. She watched Ye Chaoqiu's face turn from pale to his whole body red and on the verge of death. She used her wood element to resist with all her strength.

Ye Chaoqiu seemed to be in an illusory world. The colorful halo and ethereal feeling made her lose herself. She was like a wisp of wind or a speck of dust floating in this empty nothingness, unable to find her way back or where she came from.

Ye Chaoqiu's ears had been filled with silence and emptiness until the little girl's voice gradually began to intermittently appear in his ears, until the last voice came with a weak request:

"Mom, save me, save me."

Ye Chaoqiu recognized it as her daughter's voice. All the memories and images slowly appeared in her mind. A flash of lightning across the void also woke her up.

An'an!

Ye Chaoqiu thought that she seemed to have been attacked, her husband was seriously injured, and her daughter was still in a coma. How could she sink into this dream now?

wake up!

Wake up soon!

"Mom, save me, save me."

Ye Chaoqiu woke up anxiously when she heard her daughter's cry for help. She seemed to have used all her strength to open her eyes, and then she saw her daughter sitting beside her, shouting for help with an expressionless face but a sad tone.

The momentary feeling of relief and fear made Ye Chaoqiu let out a deep breath.