Within Evil Soul Valley.
Zhang Qingxuan looked down at the thin little girl in his arms, his fingertips trembling slightly.
She was only five or six years old, her clothes were ragged, and her exposed skin was covered with old and new scars, some of which had suppurated, and some of which were still bleeding.
Her eyes were closed tightly, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, like a baby bird knocked down by a heavy rain.
"System, are you kidding me?" Zhang Qingxuan's mouth twitched, with suppressed anger in his voice.
"Isn't it the Lu Xueqi that I drew that has an air of immortality and is as cold as a banished immortal?"
"What is this you got for me? A video of a little girl covered in injuries and hanging on by a thread?!"
[Ding!]
[Children are innocent!]
[She is Lu Xueqi!]
[Current status: Juvenile body, seriously injured and on the verge of death.]
Zhang Qingxuan heard this and was silent for three seconds. Then he gave a thumbs up to the void and said in a complicated tone, "You are really an... excellent system."
After complimenting him, he looked down at the young but pale face in his arms and finally sighed.
There was disappointment and helplessness in that sigh, but more importantly, there was a softness that even he himself had not noticed.
"That's all, let me heal your injuries first."
A wisp of True Qi, as warm as spring water, condensed on his fingertips and entered the girl's body carefully.
True Qi is like a trickle, sorting out her disordered Meridians and repairing the damaged internal organs.
Then, he took out a pill that was completely crystal white and exuded a light fragrance from the system space, and gently put it into her mouth.
After the elixir entered her stomach, the dejection on the girl's face visibly faded a bit, and her breathing gradually became calmer.
But those frowning brows seemed to be having some kind of nightmare.
[Ding!]
[Detected that Soul Master War has ended!]
[In this battle, the host directly saved the outstanding descendants of the Spirit Hall and disintegrated the conspiracy of Evil Soul Master, Merit is huge!]
[Hereby rewards: <Complete Collection of Qimen Arts>!]
A thick and simple book appeared out of thin air in the system space.
Zhang Qingxuan glanced away with his spiritual thoughts, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Oh, the system has discovered its conscience?"
He hummed softly, feeling a little refreshed.
"For the sake of this gift, Pindao will temporarily forgive your previous bad taste."
He raised his head, looked at Victini who was taking a nap on his shoulder, and said softly, "It's time to come back, let's go."
"Bic!" The little guy nodded, turned into a golden light, and reintegrated into Zhang Qingxuan's body.
Zhang Qingxuan picked up the young Lu Xueqi, and with a movement of his body, he turned into a bolt of lightning that tore the sky apart, and rushed out of this sinful Evil Soul Valley.
At the same time, on the outside of the battlefield.
Titled Douluos from all major forces gradually recovered from the aftermath of the fierce battle and dragged their exhausted bodies back to their respective positions.
However, the sight in front of them made their hearts sink - the position had long been changed beyond recognition, the tents were overturned, scorched earth was everywhere, and their own soldiers suffered heavy casualties.
What's even more surprising is that there are still a few extremely obscure but heart-stopping Evil auras at the scene.
It's just that these strong men consumed too much and didn't delve into it for a while.
"Let's go! Go to the Spirit Hall position and ask about the situation!"
Everyone ignored the need to rest and rushed towards the Spirit Hall camp.
Before they even arrived, they heard bursts of wails and cries of pain coming from the camp.
"Ah! It hurts me so much!"
"Take it easy! You quack!"
"My leg... my leg is broken!"
Everyone Titled Douluo rushed in, but the sight in front of them made them stunned on the spot.
I saw that the Spirit Hall camp was densely packed with wounded people.
There are not only Soul Master of the Spirit Hall, but also disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and even Clear Sky Sect!
Some of them are wrapped in thick bandages, some are wearing plasters, and some are being treated by a group of healers Soul Master wearing uniforms.
Ning Tianguang saw his son Ning Fengzhi at a glance, stepped forward quickly, and asked eagerly, "Fengzhi, what's going on? Why are you all so injured? Why are you at the Spirit Hall's camp?"
Ning Fengzhi looked up and saw his father, smiled bitterly, and briefly recounted how Fallen Douluo had raided the major forces, how they were forced to fight and retreat, and finally hid in the Spirit Hall position to seek shelter.
Of course, the details about "using the Spirit Hall position as a barrier to resist the enemy" were vaguely mentioned by him.
"This..." Ning Tianguang was speechless for a moment after hearing this.
In the final analysis, it was several of their major families who joined forces to push Spirit Hall to the forefront and acted as a shield.
But then he thought about it, the person leading the matter was Clear Sky Sect. If Spirit Hall wanted to liquidate, he should first find trouble with the Clear Sky Sect.
Furthermore, they Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are as rich as the rest of the country. At the worst, they will have to pay some gold and silver afterwards. I guess Spirit Hall will not fall out with them Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect easily.
He glanced across the camp and suddenly noticed that there were still many seriously injured disciples lying in the corner with no one paying attention, and could only moan in pain.
"Fengzhi, why don't those people get treatment?" Ning Tianguang pointed at the people who had no one to take care of them and asked doubtfully.
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi raised a meaningful smile on his lips and lowered his voice, "Father, you don't know something. The person responsible for the treatment this time is Li Family."
"Li Family?" Ning Tianguang frowned.
"Aren't they famous for doing business?"
"Exactly." A glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.
"Li Family's housekeeper Xiao Bai launched 'Sky-High Price Treatment Package'."
"Small injury, ten Gold Soul Coin!"
"Slight injury, one hundred Gold Soul Coin!"
"Seriously injured... Starting from 10,000 Gold Soul Coin! And... no credit allowed."
The final "fatal injury, dig a hole, only one Gold Soul Coin" Ning Fengzhi did not say.
Ning Tianguang heard the corners of his eyes twitching wildly and the corners of his mouth twitching. He couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, "Black businessman!"
When Ning Fengzhi saw this, he looked around and made sure that no one was paying attention. Then he secretly leaned into his father's ear and excitedly gestured a number. "Father, in fact, we, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, have just reached an in-depth cooperation with 'Li Family'."
"In just this battle, we made a commission... this amount!"
Ning Tianguang looked at the number his son compared, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he took a deep breath.
He cleared his throat, tried hard to suppress the shock in his heart, pretended to be calm and looked at the wounded who were still wailing, and commented seriously:
"Well... although it is expensive, the Li Family healing system Soul Master has good therapeutic effects, the medicinal materials are very rare, and the care is thoughtful, so the price is considered to be a good value for money."
After saying that, Ning Tianguang nodded very seriously.
Then he patted Ning Fengzhi on the shoulder.
"Fengzhi, go find someone to treat you Uncle Jun!"
Ning Fengzhi Hearing this, he immediately understood what his father meant and immediately went to find someone.