Chapter 262 (2/2)

Young Li Jiangliu screamed in horror. He was very harsh in the open woods, but he immediately covered his mouth and tried to calm himself down.

”He... He's not dead yet?”

The young Li Jiangliu whispered to himself. His face was a little complicated, but he still picked up the unknown body, put up his Dharma sword and went to his residence.

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Jiuhua Xianzong, factotum peak.

There is nothing else except a simple stone house and a bed made of solid wood.

Ye Xuan's face was pale and his breathing was very weak. He was lying on his bed and fell into a coma.

Looking at Ye Xuan's pale and colorless face, young Li Jiangliu was afraid, but he still pulled out the cork of the water bag and carefully fed the clear spring water into Ye Xuan's mouth.

”Cough!”

A light cough came from ye Xuan's mouth, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth with the spring. He tried his best to open his eyes. There was a sense of thousands of needles in the spirit, which made Ye Xuan's face extremely distorted.

Pain, the pain of tearing the soul, made Ye Xuan resist without roaring. He tried his best to support his arms and wanted to stand up.

Bang!

The whole body was weak. Ye Xuan fell soft on the bed, and a lot of cold sweat wet his body. Obviously, he was very hard to move now.

”What a Yang Jian, what a broken immortal light!”

Ye Xuan whispered coldly. The murderous opportunity contained in the sound line also made the young man cold at the bottom of his heart. His eyes looking at Ye Xuan were even more afraid.

”You... Don't move... You're hurt too badly!” Li Jiangliu came to Ye Xuan with courage, and his voice trembled slightly.

When his thoughts turned, ye Xuan pressed down the murderous opportunity in his heart. His eyes coagulated and looked at the Li River. He knew that the boy in front of him had saved himself.

”Little brother, what's your name and where is this place?” Ye Xuan said quietly.

”My name is Li Jiangliu. I'm an external disciple of Jiuhua Xianzong. This is the factotum peak of Jiuhua Xianzong.” The young man answered truthfully, but looked at Ye Xuan with a little curiosity.

”Jiuhua immortal sect?”

Ye Xuan's voice whispered, trying to recall the scene of his last war with Yang Jian.

Suddenly, ye Xuan remembered that he could resist Yang Jian's disillusioned immortal light by combining the taboo technique with the killing of the halberd, and then he fell into the lower world from the heaven.

”It seems that this is the fairyland, no doubt!”

Ye Xuan whispered to himself, which also relieved him. If he was still in heaven with his seriously injured body, the Jade Emperor would never let him go.

Looking at Ye Xuan, Li Jiangliu opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back. He just looked at Ye Xuan with a look of doubt.

At this time, ye Xuan kept looking at his body and frowned tightly.

There was no immortal power in his body. A little use of the power of the yuan God made him extremely hurt. Obviously, he was hurt too badly in the battle with Yang Jian.

Now, it's extremely difficult to move his body, let alone mobilize a trace of immortal power. It's even more difficult for him to open Xumi space.