But when I thought of this, Wuqi had another completely opposite idea, as if the fog was not intentionally trying to cover up the truth, but was deliberately designed to attract myself to tempt him to spy on it.

This is like a big situation. If you think deeply about it, it is equivalent to falling into a trap. The next step is that you may fall deeper and deeper, making yourself more and more dangerous, and even making yourself more and more difficult to extricate yourself, and not making yourself safer.

As soon as he thought about this, Wuqi immediately withdrew his thoughts and came back to his senses. However, when he came back to his senses, his forehead was covered with cold sweats of all sizes.

The feeling just now was indescribable, it was just a kind of intuition about the danger coming. Although Wuqi could not determine whether his premonition was correct, at least at this moment, he believed it.

So, the next moment, Wuqi put aside the idea of ​​whether he was the other master, and devoted himself to healing Xiaodie. For more than a minute, he had never said a word, and he no longer looked at the strange phantom, but he focused all his attention on Xiaodie, worried Xiaodie.

Xiaodie! I won’t let you die! You will definitely be fine! You have to hold on!

Two minutes later, Wuqi saw that Xiaodie was not awake, and while whispering to encourage himself in his heart, he also strengthened the speed of the medical technique.

Although two minutes were short, while he was treating Xiaodie's injuries, his body trembled several times because he was too serious and he almost collapsed and fainted on the ground. Fortunately, Wuqi finally gritted his teeth and survived, and successfully pulled Xiaodie back from the brink of death.

However, it was already a limit to doing this. As soon as he retracted his pale and weak palm, he felt as if he had been evacuated all his strength in an instant, and he fainted on the ground with an inaudible sound.

When the strange phantom saw this scene, his face suddenly changed. Although he didn't know why Wuqi suddenly ignored him in the past few minutes, the other party was his master. The master didn't tell the reason. Do you dare to ask?

It is precisely because of the majesty that he has not made any moves, nor has he made any sound. Just like when he followed his master many years ago, he stood by silently, motionless.

But the strange phantom didn't expect that the master had learned the technique of resurrection that he had never heard of, and could actually save the dead human again. When he felt the woman beside his master breathing again, he couldn't believe his eyes. Even though his concentration was as firm as he was, he widened his eyes.

However, soon, he murmured to himself with joy.

Yes! Why can't I even think of such a simple thing? If Master hadn't possessed such a terrifying spell, how could he have survived that battle back then?

Yes. Now, even the appearance has changed dramatically. It must be that after the master performed the resurrection surgery, healed the wounds and was afraid that his enemies would find out, he used the art of change again, which turned into this look. This can explain why the master is not as strong as me now.

Yes, he is still recovering from his injuries. In this way, the enemy will not be able to find his master for the time being.

As soon as he thought of this, the strange phantom nodded, and became more certain of his guess, showing a hint of complacent smile, which was both happy that his master had such a spell that was against the will of heaven and admiring his master's mind.

But at this moment, Wuqi fainted, which scared the strange phantom.

It immediately stretched out its hand in panic and wanted to hug Wuqi, but when it took action, it found that Wuqi's body penetrated its arm and fell heavily to the ground. It was not until this time that it remembered that it had no substance, so it quickly stretched out its finger and pointed it between Wuqi's eyebrows.

The next moment, a strange scene appeared. A green energy surged out from the unfamiliar phantom's dantian, turned into a water flow, passing through his arms, reaching his fingertips, and pouring into Wuqi's eyebrows continuously, Wuqi's already pale face, without a trace of blood, suddenly became rosy.

At the same time, the shockingly serious wound on Wuqi's body began to heal itself after green energy poured into his body. Although the speed of wound healing is far from comparable to Wuqi's medical skills, it is still far exceeding that of Wuqi's body's self-repairing speed.

It didn't take long. Five minutes later, Wuqi finally woke up after a large amount of green energy poured in. But as soon as he woke up, Wuqi's eyes straightened. Because, at this moment, he suddenly realized that his strength had been improved again. Although he was still a distance away from the peak of the Holy Realm, it was no longer far away, and the gap was much closer.

"I...what are you doing?"

But Wuqi didn't have time to cheer, but found that his eyebrows were lit without moving by the index finger of the strange phantom. He was immediately startled and shouted in fear.

Hearing this, the strange phantom was also startled. He thought his master was angry, so he quickly withdrew his fingers, showed an apology expression, and whispered: "Master...I am saving you."

"Save me?" Wuqi asked in confusion.

"Yes. When I saw that you fainted, I lost some true energy to you and woke you up."

True Qi?

This is the first time Wuqi heard of the word. In his cognition, although the aura of a practitioner is special, different from ordinary people and stronger than ordinary people, he has never heard anyone call these as true qi. It is simply called the aura, at most it is called the aura of a practitioner. But now, this strange phantom with unknown origin actually said that he has injected himself with true qi. What is the true qi?

Could it be that this feeling in your body is unfamiliar, but is completely absorbed by your body, and naturally merges into one with the aura of the cultivator in your body?

As soon as he thought about this, Wuqi closed his eyes and began to feel his body carefully. He slowly discovered that although the so-called true qi was stronger than his breath, its essence was not different from his breath.

It turns out that it's just a different name.

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi shook his head, but at this time, Xiaodie woke up, so he didn't have time to disappoint, so he quickly stretched out his head to support the other person. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he found that a large area of ​​snow-white skin appeared on Xiaodie's chest.

Although the two crucial parts were not exposed, they were also very beautiful and indecent. So, they quickly sniffed and tore off a piece of cloth from their clothes to cover the other party. But as soon as they finished these, Wuqi's eyes condensed. They unexpectedly discovered that the witch-patterned stick he brought to her with his own hands was gone.

No? No! The wooden man is so powerful that he won't smash it with one punch, right?

The next moment, Wuqi's heart sank, and his face changed drastically, and his eyes immediately looked at the ground around Xiaodie like spotlights, and he quickly scanned.

But it would be fine if I didn't look for it, but after searching for it, my face suddenly became increasingly ugly.

How could it be! How could it be that there was no fragment at all? It wouldn't be able to directly hit the ground with one punch, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi's heart suddenly became anxious like an ant on a hot pan. He stood up anxiously and searched further areas.

But after searching for five minutes, there was no trace of the Witch Pattern Staff. Not only that, even the blue light rope he pulled from the Ancient Scroll could not find any trace. In this way, you can imagine that the wooden man was definitely too strong, and hitting the Witch Pattern Staff together with the blue light rope into powder with one punch would cause such a result.

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi's face instantly showed a look of sadness, and at the same time, tears also appeared on the corners of his eyes.

It's over!!! It's over!!! Xiaodie's curse finally suppressed it! Now, it's going to happen again! Me! How can I be worthy of Uncle McLean!!!

But just when Wuqi was so sure, the picture he was thinking about did not appear, and Xiaodie still appeared in front of him. Although the other party was not lying on the ground, but stood up from the ground, his body was like an ordinary person, without any change. No curse or attack was like a dream, and it disappeared for no reason.

Seeing this scene, Wuqi's body suddenly shook and could hardly believe his eyes. He really couldn't understand why Xiaodie could continue to suppress the curse that had existed in her body for so long without the witchcraft stick. But as long as Xiaodie is fine, what is the reason no longer matters.

With this in mind, Wuqi wiped away the tears of incompetence, and his face finally returned to normal. At the same time, he smiled.

The next moment, Wuqi took a step forward, wanting to give Xiaodie a deep hug to show how deep his feelings for Xiaodie were, but his legs took a step. As soon as he touched the other person, he was surprised to find that Xiaodie's eyes were not the surprise or excitement that was revealed by the death, but rather the confusion.

Seeing this scene, a bad idea immediately passed through Wuqi's mind like lightning.

The prophet said that after Xiaodie died and was resurrected again, all her previous memories would completely disappear and become another person. Could it be that Xiaodie is now...

As soon as he thought of this, Wuqi's heart suddenly sank and his expression immediately became sad again. However, before he could regret Xiaodie's amnesia and blame himself, Xiaodie suddenly asked him in confusion: "Big brother, am I... dead? Why are you still..."

Hearing this, Wuqi couldn't help but look up and looked at Xiaodie deeply. After finding that the other party's expression and expression were the ones he had in his impression, he finally cried with joy, took a step forward, and hugged Xiaodie, who was stunned in the spot, tightly in his arms.

"That's great! Xiaodie! It's great that you're fine! I'm so worried!"

Wuqi's sudden actions and such excited words immediately shocked Xiaodie. However, Xiaodie, who was flattered, quickly came back to her senses and leaned on Wuqi's shoulder with satisfaction, gradually showing a happy smile.

But it was only a moment, she asked strangely: "By the way, big brother, where is John?"

As soon as this said, Wuqi's body trembled and was shocked. Then he remembered that there was still John who was helpless, but before he could explain to Xiaodie, he suddenly heard a shocked and suspicious scream coming from beside him, saying, "Ah? The remnant of that giant tribe is the master's wife's brother?"

Then, Wuqi saw an incredible scene.

The strange phantom reached out and grabbed the void in front of him. Then, after pulling it back, the mountain wall that John had penetrated into it immediately seemed like an rubber ring that was pinched tightly. It suddenly shrank inward and collapsed with a bang, turning into countless gravels and scattered on the ground.

At the same time, at the moment when the mountain wall exploded, John's body, which was more than five meters tall, flew out and turned into a golden stream of light, and instantly came to Wuqi's body.

At this time, John's body was covered with countless wounds of all sizes. The most fatal one was the finger-sized hole in his chest. At this moment, there was no blood flowing in the hole because the blood had dried up. John had no breathing now, and his death had lasted more than five minutes. Wuqi was powerless.

But at this moment, an incredible scene appeared. The strange phantom stretched out his right hand. Under the heavy slap of John's Heavenly Spirit, John, who was obviously dead, suddenly regained his vitality. Although he was not awake, Wuqi and Xiaodie both felt the unique aura that only practitioners could feel, which was John's aura.

Seeing this scene, although Wuqi and John didn't understand why this was happening, they were both shocked by the strange magical powers of the strange phantom, but they were more grateful. But just when the two thought John would wake up, something even more shocking happened.

After John's body trembled violently, he actually "Puff!" and cracks appeared directly from various positions in his body. Then, the cracks broke, like a knife edge, and continued to expand and lengthen. In the end, when the cracks were completely connected, a hand suddenly stretched out from the largest crack.

The next moment, a huge head was stretched out, followed by a thigh that was several times thicker than the arm. When all the changes were completely over, the original John had become a shell torn into countless pieces, and a brand new John appeared in front of Wuqi and Xiaodie.

Although he looks exactly the same as the original John, he is obviously much shorter. The original John is more than five meters tall, but now John is only more than four meters tall.

When the strange phantom saw the horror on Wuqi and Xiaodie's faces, he was surprised. Why did the master forget this?

But it did not ask, but was never tired of it, not afraid of Wuqi scolding himself for being smart, and explained patiently: "Master. Have you forgotten? This is the physical characteristic of the giants! They will not die easily. Every time they die, their height will be reduced by about one meter. Only if they lose their height to about one meter and die, the giants will truly die."
Chapter completed!