Mi'an remained calm, looking at the empty gate of the Nine Caves with a strange light in his eyes.
"Hello, Sir National Preceptor, Sir National Preceptor must have a way to help me capture the Phoenix."
Mi Xue's eyes lit up as soon as she heard her sister mention the Imperial Master.
And in a small courtyard in the Mysterious City.
The room was crowded with several familiar figures.
"How could Lingling become like this?"
The first among them is Bei Wucen, who is wearing a black cloak.
At this time, his eyes fell firmly on the unconscious Yun Yaoling on the bed, and he took out the last bottle of Jiuxiao Cold Dew on his body and fed it to Yun Yaoling.
Unfortunately, it was of no use this time.
Because Yun Xiaoling always remained pulseless and breathless, like a dead person.
The people in the room watching were anxious.
"Your Highness, my benefactor became like this because he wanted to save me and Qing'er.
The master of Huanyin Pavilion in Jiu Cave is a warrior and can use martial arts.
I don't know how my benefactor became like this."
Li Xia was also worried to death.
Even the most precious Nine Heavens Cold Dew could not save his benefactor, so what should he do?
None of them could use spiritual energy, let alone open the storage bag, and the pills could not be used. .
"Xia Xia, don't worry, please speak clearly."
Seeing that his sister was incoherent and unable to speak clearly because of her anxiety, Li Dongjin patted her on the shoulder and spoke.
At this time, Li Dongjin's arm was tied with thick gauze, and he was obviously injured.
"Uh-huh."
Li Xia finally calmed down a little and told them everything that happened that night.
In another room, Donglin Zhao and Lan Jingzhi, who were seriously injured, also heard Nan Qing'er's story and wanted to get up to see Yun Yaoling, whose life and death were unknown.
However, the injuries to the two of them were so severe that they were unable to move.
The feeling of powerlessness made the two of them hate themselves at this moment.
"Don't, don't move around.
You take good care of your injuries.
As soon as there is news from the ringer, I will come and tell you.
Don't worry."
Nan Qing'er was shocked when she saw that the two of them were about to stand up, and immediately stopped the impulsive two.
"Miss Nan, what's going on with Raling Bell?
Why isn't Feng Mingye by Raling Bell's side?"
Lan Jingzhi's face was pale, and the serious injuries inside his body made him weak when speaking.
Could it be that Feng Mingye dropped the rattle again.
Thinking of this, Lan Jingzhi felt silent anger in his heart.
If he had known this, he should not have given up ringing the bell.
The moment they entered the secret realm, a sudden turbulence separated them.
From then on, they were separated from Yun Yaoling and the others.
A few of them were attacked by Feng Liu in the turbulent flow, and even encountered sneak attacks by villains.
They fell into this terrifying and confusing state, and they all became ordinary people who could no longer be weak.
What's even more frightening is that the longer they stay here, the weaker their physiques become.
Even if they have internal injuries, they should be healed of external injuries after so many days of rest.
But the strange thing is that the trauma is just like before, it will not recover at all, no medicine is helpful, and it is getting worse day by day.
This place is very strange.
If this continues, they may not be able to leave this place in a year, or even die here.
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"Well, I didn't see Feng Mingye."
When Nan Qing'er heard Lan Jingzhi's words, there was only Raling Ling.
Before she could ask clearly, Raling Ling fainted.
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