Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 94 Ending ([-])

What is... Sorry, this is the only thing left?
It's like I'm here to eat.

This weird thought flashed through Xing Zhi's mind, but was soon squeezed out by the sudden relief and surging joy.

"He... died?"

Several people in the forest looked at her, their relaxed expressions said everything.

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Feng Huai City.

Starting with the sky, everything is returning to normal.

The rain of ambergris stopped, the cloud cleared, the sun melted away the frost in the sky, and the clear autumn sky reappeared above Fenghuai City.

Except for Xianjun's first shot to create the "spy", it was rain and frost that caused the most damage.

The frost started from the city tower, first surrounded the entire city along the city wall, then pushed inward, and finally covered about one-fifth of the city.

It spread neither fast nor slow. In addition to those who had difficulty moving and were unresponsive and were killed by the frost, more victims were forced out of the house and had to bear the erosion of the dragon's saliva.

There are not a few people injured by the frost ghost, but under the protection of Xing Zhi Shanglang and the people in the state, this number is still under control.

As for the casualties and losses caused by various other chain reactions, it is impossible to estimate at this time. Only after the whole city has undergone the first round of repairs can there be an approximate figure.

Fortunately, under the sunshine now, more people walked out of the houses, and the whole city no longer looked so scary and dead.

There was one after another of mourning in the city, the people who had lost their loved ones were weeping, and more people were inquiring about each other in shock. Gradually, the whole city even became a little noisy.

From a cruel point of view, the damage caused by this disaster to Fenghuai is actually relatively easy to repair, because the frost spreads from house to house, which means that the victims are often family-based.

——For each dead person, those who are most qualified to grieve for him have become silent ghosts along with him.

Therefore, the sadness pervading the city will soon be diluted, and the autumn harvest is approaching, and life in the small town will soon return to normal.Also, since there are not many broken families, there will naturally be less "drag", which is also a good thing for finances.

But this is all for later. At this time, the county government is still busy in a chaotic state. Everyone is battered. The courtyard is filled with chaotic voices and footsteps. All sticky with a layer of greasy sweat.

But even if a thousand things are grouped together, there must be one most important thing in it, and that is human life.

All the rooms of the county government office have been occupied, and a whole row of houses behind has been requisitioned, but there are still many people who are not seriously injured and can only be placed in the courtyard first.

Xing Zhi was the busiest one.

She is not a professional doctor, but she is already the person with the deepest medical knowledge here.In addition to healing the wounded, she is also a consultant for all the supernatural questions left by the fairy-whether or not a warlock can answer it, as long as people feel that the question looks like a warlock can answer it.

But in such a busy time without touching the ground, Xing Zhi's demeanor was not dignified and irritable.Her eye sockets were red, her eyebrows were lightly raised, and a half-smile appeared from the corner of her mouth from time to time.

Because as soon as she entered the county government yard, she saw a white body against that familiar face, staring at her bewilderedly.

——Chang Zhiyuan was really unable to move Zhu Gaoyang back into the house, so he covered his lower body with a quilt, and then moved a horse to sit beside him.

Zhu Gaoyang's body now seems to be the healthiest among all the people, and his problem mainly lies in the state of mind and spirit.

Although Xianjun is dead, the influence exerted by [quail head] will not disappear immediately. Although it is a little weaker, it is still necessary for Xianrentai to have Tianlou with spiritual expertise or the seniors in Longjun Dongting who specialize in "The Method of Raising Jiaos in the Heart Pool" It takes a shot to recover.

However, this kind of problem, which is considered serious in normal times, is no longer trivial under the miracle of "resurrection". Xing Zhi burst into tears at that time, rushed forward and hugged him, and then Zhu Gaoyang looked at him blankly. Looking at her, he murmured, "You...shit..."

Of course she wouldn't compete with fools.

After confirming Zhu Gaoyang's safety, Xing Zhi's first treatment was the powerful old man whose name he did not know.

Because his life is also the most critical.

In fact, Xing Zhi felt that this was no longer "rescue", but just "comfort".

Because the most important thing is that this body can no longer generate true energy.

Why are people in Jianghu more tenacious than others, and why they can heal from serious injuries repeatedly? Isn't it because of this "second blood" in their bodies?

However, given the current injuries of this body, even if it can generate its own zhenqi, the chance of surviving is very small, let alone it is still maintained by Ming Qitian's zhenqi.

Xing Zhi almost racked his brains and stood silent for a long time before collapsing.

The young man sat aside and looked at the old man with a pale face, as if he knew that there were not many opportunities to cast his gaze like this.He twisted his fingers together, unlike the usual pleading and crying, he remained silent, as if he had already prepared.

"That's it." Xing Zhi finally came up with an idea to give it a try, "I will build a spell in the body of the senior, which can be used for simple maintenance. If it can last until Shenjing Xianrentai comes, maybe...they will... There are ways."

Pei Ye raised his head, his eyes full of hope: "Okay... please hurry up."

After meeting this gaze, Xing Zhi lowered her head and began to arrange the needles, and the joy of wishing her brother survived disappeared a lot.

It was hard for her to tell him that the chance of this technique lasting two or three hours was very slim, and even if it did... the Immortal Terrace came with strong support, not a master of medicine.

The old man on the bed grinned lightly, but said nothing.

Xing Zhi knew that he must understand... such a master.To her, this old man was like a piece of dead iron. Although it was completely decayed, when her eyes fell on that face, she could still smell a heavy sharpness.

He is also really sharp enough.

Xing Zhi flicked the thin needles one after another, and the two colors of silver and jade floated in the air, and strands of aura as thin as threads were wrapped around the needles.

"Silver Jade Weaving Fate" was passed down from the Taishan Medicine House, and Xianrentai also has a collection. It is a medical method that black ribbon warlocks can learn. Unfortunately, she doesn't have much time, and she only learned a basic level.

Using aura as a thread to weave a complex formula in the meridians of the body to ensure that the blood qi does not dissipate, it is an extremely wonderful endogenous therapy.

It took about two quarters of an hour to perform the technique, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from Xing Zhi's forehead.

This operation was already very exhausting, and what was forcing her was the old man's passing life. She had to be fast and steady without making any mistakes.

Finally, the technique was barely completed, and no spiritual energy was needed to perceive the vitality. From the appearance, it could be seen that the old man's breathing became much more stable.

"Probably, it can last for two hours." Xing Zhi let out a sigh, lowered his head and packed up the needles.

(End of this chapter)