Chapter 787

The demon king is defeated by Zhang Cheng, who activates his blood. He goes back where he comes from, but Lei Yinglun slips away again without anyone noticing.

In the daytime, let the people in the valley clean up the scene. If they can be cured, let the people in the valley treat them first. If they can't be cured, ask the Taoist priest to help them.

In addition, it also sent people to buy a large number of medicinal materials outside the valley and ask doctors to help treat the injured.

And the comatose Zhang Cheng is still in a coma up to now.

Zhang Cheng is now lying in a stone room, unconscious. Zhang Cheng's whole body is very hot. It's like he's suffering from a high fever. He's sweating. The temperature of this stone room is lower. It's cooler. Staying here may make Zhang Cheng feel better. Since Zhang Cheng's coma, his brow has been tightly wrinkled, his facial features are twisted, his hands tightly clenched into a fist, twitching from time to time, as if suffering from some great torture.

In fact, it is true. Although Zhang Cheng's blood energy aroused in the crisis that day is only a part of it, it is too much for Zhang Cheng's body now. Zhang Cheng's body is too weak to bear so much energy.

Take a very simple example. It's like a box. It can only hold 10 pieces of clothes, but now there is an external force, forcing 100 pieces of clothes into the box. If you don't stop your current behavior in time, the box will burst.

Now, Zhang Cheng's body is the box, and the 100 pieces of clothes are like the blood energy stimulated by Zhang Cheng. Now, Zhang Cheng, who has more blood energy, can't absorb it, but can't leave his body, so he has to run around in Zhang Cheng's body. In Zhang Cheng's tendons and blood vessels, there is abundant blood power everywhere.

Every minute, every second, Zhang Cheng is suffering from being torn and full of pain, but he can't escape.

Taoist priest and daytime stand next to Zhang Cheng, looking at Zhang Cheng's body curled up because of pain. Daytime can't bear to speak to Taoist priest again, "Taoist priest, is there really no way? He is suffering like this now. I can't bear to look at him. Taoist priest, Zhang Cheng is your martial uncle. You can't wait to see death. Although Zhang Cheng was the reason why we were besieged by Lei Yinglun at the beginning of that day, in the end, it was Zhang Cheng who defeated the demon king and saved us. Taoist priest, you can think of another way, even if the dead horse is a living horse doctor. "

The Taoist priest heard the words of day and shook his head, "it's not that I don't save, it's that I really have no way. I've used what I've learned and what I can use to my martial uncle. I never blame my martial uncle for that day. If I have to, I also blame Lei Yinglun. It's all his fault. I really like saving martial uncle, but I really have no way

The Taoist priest sighed for a long time, "but if you go on like this, I'm afraid it won't be long. Now, as long as we can find a way to release some of the blood power in martial uncle's body, but I've tried. The blood power in martial uncle's body can't be absorbed by us. "

Day smell speech, choked to, "really can't do it, really want to see him die so.". He can't die. He doesn't deserve to die. " With that, the day turned out to be full of tears.

Taoist priest looked at the day crying, also can't help but shed tears, Taoist priest touched his eyes with his hand, why, why such a good person, unexpectedly to suffer this disaster, such an excellent person, is it necessary to leave so early? Is it really the envy of talent. Oh, my God, why don't you open your eyes so much.

Two people can leave helplessly finally.

The next day, when the Taoist priest and Dayi went to see Zhang Cheng, from a distance, Dayi saw that Zhang Cheng's body was not trembling slightly. Thinking that this was a good thing, he ran forward happily.

But the scene in front of him was different from what he thought in the daytime. Zhang Cheng's body had begun to ooze blood.

Not only the eyes, mouth, ears and nostrils, but also some of the uninjured skin has begun to ooze blood.

At the moment, Zhang Cheng is like a blood man.

The Taoist priest calmed down a little and explored Zhang Cheng's pulse, which was weaker than yesterday's.

The Taoist priest's frown seems to have told the day everything. The day is not as bad as it was yesterday. He orders his servants to bring a basin of warm water, wipe Zhang Cheng's body slowly with a piece of cloth, take care of Zhang Cheng, and then leave.

The Taoist priest always accompanies the day.

Just when everyone thought that things had become settled and Zhang Cheng would die, the change happened.

That night, a small black hairball sneaked in when the guard at the entrance of the stone room didn't pay attention.

There is a kind of fragrance in the stone chamber, which is attracting xiaomaoqiu. It is too fragrant, otherwise xiaomaoqiu would not sneak in at the risk of being discovered by human beings. It's the most fragrant smell xiaomaoqiu has ever smelled since he was born. Xiaomaoqiu has no time to swallow his saliva.Xiaomaoqiu successfully slipped into the stone room and saw a human lying on the bed full of fragrance.

The little hairball hesitated for only one second, then immediately ran over, grabbed the human and began to eat.

Zhang Cheng's blood flow into xiaomaoqiu's body little by little. Xiaomaoqiu is very satisfied and happy.

Zhang Cheng's body is constantly destroyed by the power of blood. At the beginning, Zhang Cheng can still feel the pain of his body, the pain of tearing and swelling, as if his body would explode into several pieces in the next second. It's really hard.

At that time, Zhang Cheng could actually accept some of the information about wow He could feel daytime and Taoist priest standing beside him. Daytime and Taoist priest were talking, but he couldn't really hear what daytime and Taoist priest were saying, let alone send out any signals to the outside world. For example, it was impossible to say a word or move his fingers. The only time Zhang Cheng could understand it was the time of painful convulsions.

Later, Zhang Cheng gradually lost his sense of pain. Zhang Cheng could no longer feel the pain. Moreover, Zhang Cheng's consciousness gradually became blurred, as if he was in a coma.

But now, Zhang Cheng wakes up from that coma, his body is still numb, but he can do some small movements, such as grasping the small black hair ball. And this poor little hairy ball is eating so hard that he doesn't even know if he's caught.