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Chapter 137

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The volcanic eruption had brought a large amount of dust and caused a continuous heavy rainfall in the area.

Water accumulated in the forest, and when it was almost evening, water started to flow into the forest. Luo Yuan had no choice but to move again.

It was a plain, and there was almost no high ground in sight. In a hurry, he could only choose a big tree, use a knife to cut a big hole, and move in.

Everyone was drenched by the bone-chilling rain. Wang Xiaguang, who was weak from the pain, shivered in the cold. At night, she had a high fever, and even the dark blue mutated beast's blood could not suppress it.

Luo Yuan was anxious, but there was nothing he could do. He could only leave it to fate and rely on himself.

The heavy rain continued to fall. The raindrops fell on the leaves, making a rustling sound that seemed like it would never stop. The tree hole was dark and damp. Everyone huddled in the innermost corner, looking at the endless darkness outside.

Huang Jiahui hugged Wang Xiaguang tightly, using her body to keep her warm. Her face was pale from the cold.

Sometimes, even she did not know if she was doing this to guard against Luo Yuan, or because she really sympathized with the girl. Maybe it was both.

Luo Yuan squatted at the entrance of the tree hole and looked at the surging flood on the ground. He was in a daze. Most of his injuries had healed and his bones were almost completely healed. Other than some internal pain, he was fine.

However, his mood did not improve at all. The pressure in his heart was almost suffocating him.

It was good to stay at home, but hard to go out.

After walking for only a few dozen kilometers, he felt that he couldn't hold on anymore. The continuous blows had made him feel a little exhausted. He was full of ambition when he first left the house, but now he was a little exhausted.

Ning Xiaoran was dead. Who would die next? Wang Xiaguang?

If she could not take it today, he was afraid … Thinking about it made him extremely annoyed.

"Luo Yuan, come and take a look! She's dying!" Huang Jiahui shouted anxiously.

Luo Yuan was shocked. He quickly turned around and touched her head, "Why is it getting hotter?"

Wang Xiaguang's face was as red as a cooked prawn. Her body temperature had reached more than 40 degrees Celsius, but her body was so cold that she could not stop shivering.

"Where's the blood? Give her blood!" Luo Yuan said anxiously.

"No, she drank it half an hour ago," Huang Jiahui said worriedly. Huang Jiahui said worriedly, "Her wound has already started to fester. It might have been caused by the rain."

Luo Yuan paced around anxiously like a lone wolf trapped in a secret room. After a while, he said, "Clean her wounds again. I'll go get some more blood."

Huang Jiahui immediately pulled Luo Yuan's clothes, looking worried. "It's raining heavily outside. There are floods everywhere. What are you doing? There are no mutated beasts here, let alone high-level mutated beasts."

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere else. The giant lizard is also a level four mutated beast, its blood is useful. Take good care of Wang Xiaguang, I'll be right back." Luo Yuan said and jumped into the flood.

The water directly submerged his thighs. He carefully sensed the state of the water, took a step forward, and swam forward.

The giant lizard could no longer take a nap like it did yesterday. It had never seen a flood before, so it was feeling a little uneasy. When it saw Luo Yuan, it whimpered like a spoiled child, pretending to be happy. Unfortunately, it did not know that its unscrupulous master was not here to see it, but to let it bleed.

Luo Yuan walked closer to the giant lizard and touched its pillar-like thigh. There was a crescent-shaped wound that had just healed two days ago. The scales on it had not grown yet, so it looked bare. Luo Yuan looked at it coldly for a while before pulling out his Zhanmadao without hesitation. The sharp blade reopened the wound as if it was made of tofu.

A large amount of blood flowed out of the wound, but Luo Yuan caught it with a wooden bucket.

The giant lizard seemed to feel the pain, so it moved its leg and turned its huge head to look at Luo Yuan. It looked confused and wronged.

Luo Yuan did not even lift his head as he continued to catch the blood.

After bleeding for a while, the muscles on the leg contracted instinctively to stop the bleeding. Soon, the blood flow was getting less and less. Luo Yuan was annoyed and impatiently cut its thigh again. The cut was more than 10 centimeters deep and blood started to gush out of the wound.

The giant lizard whimpered, but it did not dare to move because it was afraid of Luo Yuan.

He felt a faint warm current flowing into his body. It was so weak that it was almost undetectable. He thought it was an illusion at first, but this time, he felt it deeply.

"Life Absorption, it's Life Absorption. Damn it, I forgot about it." Luo Yuan slapped himself hard. He was very upset. "If I had thought of it earlier, Wang Xiaguang would not have to suffer like this. But it's not too late!"

Luo Yuan could not care less about the blood. He carried the bucket of blood and rushed to the big tree in front of him.

"You got the blood?" Huang Jiahui said with relief when she saw Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan nodded and put down the wooden bucket. He looked at the tree hole. It was three meters wide and three meters deep. Almost the entire trunk had been hollowed out. Such a tree was extremely rare before the apocalypse, but now it was common to see it, even if it was not everywhere.

Luo Yuan stabbed his Zhanmadao into the heart of the tree, and a weak warmth flowed into his body from the handle of the knife. However, it was not as strong as when Luo Yuan had cut open the giant lizard's wound. No wonder he could not feel it when he was digging the tree hole. The energy was too weak. If he did not pay attention, he would not have noticed it at all.

Although the effect was minimal for him, it should be enough for an ordinary person like Wang Xiaguang.

He stabbed the Zhanmadao into the tree and said to Huang Jiahui, "Bring Wang Xiaguang here. Let her hold the handle."

Huang Jiahui looked at Luo Yuan doubtfully. She carefully carried Wang Xiaguang and helped her to hold the handle of the knife. She asked, "Her fever is so high. Why are you letting her hold the cold handle?"

If Huang Jiahui had any good points, it would be her ability to distinguish right from wrong. She also had absolute trust in Luo Yuan. Even if she was confused, she would do it first and ask questions later.

Everyone looked at Luo Yuan in confusion.

He did not know how to explain, so he just said, "Let's see how it works. If it doesn't work, I'll think of something else."

Huang Jiahui thought that this must be a superstition from Luo Yuan's hometown. He was probably trying to save Wang Xiaguang's life. Huang Jiahui looked sad. She gave Wang Xiaguang a few more mouthfuls of blood and hugged her tightly.

"Brother Luo, when will the rain stop?" After a while, Wang Shishi asked weakly. Her face was a bit haggard, and her big eyes were bloodshot. She looked lifeless.

Luo Yuan looked at the numb Wang Shishi and sighed. He comforted her, "Don't worry. It will probably stop tomorrow morning."

Wang Shishi tried to smile, but there was a flash of disappointment in her eyes. She said softly, "I miss the villa."

Everyone's faces darkened. That's right, why did they have to come out? Perhaps they shouldn't have come out in the first place. Even if they were to struggle on with their last breaths, they should live one day at a time. It was still better than this dangerous situation where they had to take risks every day. Life was too fragile for ordinary people like them, so fragile that a small accident could cause them to be buried in the wilderness. However, they could only think about it. No one dared to say it out loud.

Luo Yuan looked at Wang Xiaguang, who was lying unconscious on the ground. He was silent for a while. Then he said, "You've survived the most difficult days. You'll get better in the future."

Wang Shishi grabbed Luo Yuan's hand and placed it on her face, which was covered in mud. She rubbed it gently and said nothing.

"Look! Her wound is healing!" Huang Jiahui suddenly shouted after about 10 minutes, breaking the depressing atmosphere.

Luo Yuan pulled his hand away from Wang Shishi's face and turned to look at her calf. The pus had stopped flowing and scabs had started to form. The wound seemed to have shrunk. Luo Yuan touched her forehead. It was still hot, but it was much cooler than before.

At least her life was saved. Luo Yuan was relieved. It seemed like it was working.

Luo Yuan glanced at the men. Huo Dong, Lin Xiaoji and the other two men turned around awkwardly when they saw Luo Yuan looking at them. Luo Yuan lifted Wang Xiaguang's shirt and carefully unwrapped the cloth. The huge wound had healed a lot.

"How did she recover so quickly?" Cao Ling was shocked. She suddenly felt that her words might cause others to misunderstand, so she immediately explained, "That's not what I meant. I'm saying that her recovery is too abnormal, and it's impossible for her to recover normally."

"Maybe she has evolved?" Huang Jiahui did not think too much about it and said happily. During this period of time, she had taken good care of Wang Xiaguang, which made her completely forget that Wang Xiaguang was her rival in love.

"There's no need to guess. This should be because of the saber. After fusing with that piece of tree bark, my saber underwent some strange changes. It seems to be able to absorb the life energy of other creatures to heal injuries. I was only able to confirm this now." I've only just confirmed it now. "Luo Yuan said, considering that the knife could become a healing tool for them in the future.

The women's eyes immediately shone with astonishment.

Wang Shishi's originally lifeless face was now glowing with vitality.

Cao Ling subconsciously touched her horrifying left cheek with a trace of longing on her face.

Huang Jiahui's eyes were also filled with excitement, and her eyes were burning.

Men couldn't imagine how much a woman cared about her appearance, let alone a woman who was originally beautiful. The terrible scars left by the maggots were like a shadow in their hearts that they couldn't get rid of.

Luo Yuan's words were like a ray of light in the dark. It was a huge blow to their depressed hearts.

The oppressive atmosphere from before was swept away, and the narrow tree hole was brimming with a cheerful atmosphere.

Then, everyone saw a miracle happen. The wound on Wang Xiaguang's calf became smaller and smaller until it formed a dark scab. Wang Xiaguang's fever subsided and she finally woke up. Four hours later, the scab fell off, revealing a patch of red skin.

Seven hours later, the wound on her back was also healed.

It was already three o 'clock in the morning, but no one was sleepy. Everyone was excited, and there was a rare burst of laughter.

What made them even happier was that the rain had stopped.

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