Lu Pingping began to look down at the injuries on his body by the firelight.
The wound on the left shoulder was not bad, it was just a roll of skin and no muscle damage.
The bruise on her back was still oozing blood, and the torn clothing material was stuck to the flesh, causing it to be pulled into the wound whenever she moved. The pain made her gasp several times.
Lu Pingping wants to reach out for the wound on his back,
But after trying several times, her fingers could not reach it. Not only that, every time she pulled it, it would also affect the wound, which caused another layer of cold sweat to break out on her forehead.
"I'll do it."
Jiang Fa's voice suddenly came from the other side.
Lu Pingping stiffened and glanced at him.
The firelight reflected his face, and his eyes were crystal clear.
She opened her mouth, wanting to refuse but couldn't.
This injury cannot be treated without treatment. The gravel will remain in the flesh, which may cause suppuration in the slightest, or scarring in the worst case if the injury worsens.
It must be dealt with as soon as possible.
"Okay..."
She lowered her head and responded softly, her expression unclear.
She moved her body closer to the fire, sat with her back to him, and folded her arms in front of her chest.
The firelight illuminated her back, and the wound was particularly conspicuous against the white skin.
Jiang Fa took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms. This was the golden medicine he carried with him, and there was only half a bottle left.
He uncorked the bottle and looked closely at the wound on her back.
The gravel was embedded in the flesh, and there were debris of dirt and moss mixed with the wound.
"It hurts a little, please bear with it."
Lu Pingping said softly, "Hmm", and his shoulders tightened unconsciously.
Jiang Fa stretched out his left hand and gently pushed the clothes on her back to both sides, completely exposing the wound.
Her skin was very white, and the wound lay across the bottom of her shoulder blade, like a puddle of red ink on the snow.
Jiang Fa focused his eyes and gently cleaned the sand around the wound with his hands.
Then he carefully picked out the gravel embedded in the flesh with his fingernails.
Every time she picked out a piece, Lu Pingping's shoulders would tremble slightly, but she still gritted her teeth and made no sound.
After picking up the gravel, Jiang Fa sprinkled the gold wound medicine evenly on the wound.
"Okay."
Jiang Fa retracted his hand, sat back opposite her, and put the porcelain bottle aside.
Lu Pingping slowly exhaled a breath, and then his tense shoulders slowly relaxed.
She glanced at him secretly and suddenly asked:
"What's your name?"
"Jiang Fa."
"Jiang Fa..."
She read it in a low voice, then raised her head and looked at him. "My name is Lu Pingping."
Jiang Fa nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions.
The fire crackled, and the orange-red firelight danced between the two people, making the atmosphere a little subtle.
Neither of them spoke for a while.
When I was running for my life, I didn't think much about it.
Now that I'm settled, I can't help but recall the previous scenes in my mind.
The two hugged and hugged each other, and even the most embarrassed appearance was clearly seen by the other party.
Now that I am safe, those memories that I had deliberately ignored came back to me more clearly at this time.
Lu Pingping pursed his lips and quickly suppressed those messy thoughts.
"How is your injury?" she asked.
"Fortunately, it's nothing serious."
Jiang Fa lowered his head and glanced at his chest. The dark purple palm print had almost dissipated.
Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art's physical body recovery ability is indeed abnormal. It has only been more than an hour since he fell from the cliff, and most of the internal injuries caused by Shi Chongshan's palm have recovered.
Even the few scratches left earlier have begun to scab and fall off, revealing the new skin underneath.
Lu Pingping nodded, lowered his head and fiddled with his dark sword with his fingertips.
"What are your plans next?"
Jiang Fa suddenly spoke.
Lu Pingping made a movement with his hands, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. "We must find a way to leave as soon as possible and spread the news."
She looked worried and said, "Those men in gray robes are from the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the secret messenger they are talking about is probably a master from the Heavenly Demon Sect who has been lurking in Qingshan County for a long time. If the matter about the Blood God Pill is true, the essence and blood of the warriors in the county will be their target, and this matter cannot be delayed for even a moment."
Jiang Fa nodded.
He had seen with his own eyes the man in gray robe who stole the eggs in the cave, and the blood Sha Qi, which was so thick that it was almost substantial, was still clearly imprinted in his mind.
If the plans mentioned by these people are true, then the entire Qingshan County will be in jeopardy.
"But in your current state, let alone spreading news, it is difficult to even get out of the bottom of this cliff." Jiang Fa directly poured a basin of cold water on her.
Lu Pingping pursed his lips and did not refute.
Although most of Heart-Devouring Powder's toxicity was forced out by True Essence, it will take at least three to five days of rest to regain its strength.
"I know."
She nodded, with a hint of unwillingness in her tone.
Jiang Fa was silent for a moment, stood up, walked over to Rock Lizard's body, knelt down and looked at it.
This First-Tier High Grade ferocious beast is more than ten feet long, with dark scales all over its body as hard as iron, and its limbs are thick and powerful.
He used a ghost head knife to cut open Rock Lizard's abdomen and pulled out a gray-white beast core the size of a thumb.
First-Tier High Grade Beast core is not a precious thing, but it is better than nothing.
He put away the core of the beast, cut off a few pieces of the thickest meat from Rock Lizard's legs, skewered them with the tip of the ghost head knife, and grilled them on the fire.
"Eat something first and then figure out a way to go out tomorrow."
Lu Pingping glanced at him and did not refuse.
Rock Lizard The meat does not taste good after it is cooked. The fiber is rough and has a faint fishy smell.
But after the two battles, their stomachs were already empty, so naturally they couldn't care less.
Lu Pingping didn't eat much. He only took a few mouthfuls before he stopped and sat beside the fire with his knees in his arms, lost in thought.
Jiang Fa ate most of it, put the rest aside, then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and started practicing the Seven-Colored Glazed Glass Art mental method.
The fire crackled, and the cold air at the bottom of the valley was blocked out.
Lu Pingping leaned on the rock wall, his eyes fell on Jiang Fa, looking at him closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, for some reason, the uneasy feeling in his heart faded a bit.
This person doesn't panic when things happen, and acts calmly. Although his cultivation level is obviously a level lower than hers, he always gives people a feeling of dependability.
She remembered Bridge of Helplessness's last goodbye. At that time, she didn't take him to heart at all, and just regarded him as a passerby she saved casually.
But who could have imagined that a year later, the two would meet in this situation, and he would in turn save his own life.
Thinking of this, the corners of Lu Pingping's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
The night is already deep.
A night of silence.