Ran Zilong's reaction was so fast that he hid his side and shook the man who wanted to steal food from a tiger's mouth and ate the mud.

After the man with disheveled hair fell to the ground, he never stood up again. He seemed to be fainting and lay motionless on the ground.

Looking at this scene, Zilong frowned and looked puzzled:

"What's the situation?"

Zilong bent down and observed the unconscious man who was lying on the ground for a moment. After confirming that he was not in danger, he approached the man and turned his body over.

Looking at the dirt-faced man, Zilong exclaimed lightly. He saw that the man was familiar with him, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this man.

After careful consideration, Zilong put his hand on the man's pulse and took his pulse.

But this diagnosis doesn't matter. The man's condition directly made Zilong's face change color.

Zilong looked at the man's face again, reached out and touched the black on the man's face.

"His face is so dark, not because of dust, but because of the black evil spirit! This man was hit by the black evil spirit!" Zilong said in a daze.

According to medical records, the black evil spirit in the body is sealed, and no trace of the source of the source energy is released. In addition, the black evil spirit in the eyebrows surges, and the black evil spirit in the eyebrows will gradually expand and gradually spread throughout the body. From the day of the poisoning, at least 4416 days, and at most 9981 days, the person will die! There is no cure in the world.

The man's pulse and symptoms are consistent with what is described in medical books. Zilong concluded that this man must have been infected with the strange poison of the Death Evil Black.

This is a strange poison that is notorious in the entire medical world. Although it is introduced in different medical books, it ends with one sentence at the end, and that is, there is no cure in the world.

Zilong let out a light breath and slowly closed his eyes. When it opened again, the moving mysterious green light had already clung to Zilong's pupils, which was the ghost eye.

Zilong used the power of the ghost eyes to check the whole person's body.

"The black evil spirit has almost spread throughout the body. This person has been poisoned for quite some time. His vitality is really tenacious... It seems that his throat is hoarse."

Finally, Zilong stopped his gaze on his bandaged right hand.

"The right hand tendon is broken, it's almost useless." Zilong smacked his tongue.

Zilong removed the green light in his eyes and his face became solemn.

The man who was untreated and deadly evil recorded in traditional Chinese medicine books, his throat was hoarse and his right muscles were broken and his bones were broken... Zilong couldn't imagine what this person on the ground had experienced.

Although his elixir source was sealed, Zilong could still roughly judge this person's cultivation level from clues on the meridians. This is a fifth-level king, no, to be precise, he was a fifth-level king before being poisoned.

Moreover, this person has strong physical strength and extraordinary physical fitness. Otherwise, his body would have been charred and poisoned.

"No wonder I didn't notice this person just now. It turned out that his Dan source was blocked and there was no fluctuation of the source energy at all."

However, Zilong still had a question. He didn't understand how such a person who had been hit by the Black Death Evil for a long time and had been sealed from Danyuan, came to this terrifying forest through the drought-free desert.

You should know that even if this person was really a fifth-level king before, it was almost impossible for him to cross the drought desert when he was hit by the black of the Death Evil, his Dan Source was sealed, and his body was weak. Moreover, why is such a person with a strange poison and dying body coming to the traya for?

Unable to figure it out, Zilong moved his gaze and looked at the man's face covered with black evil spirits.

"Where did I see this person..."

After thinking about it for a while, a light flashed in Zilong's head and a name suddenly appeared.

"Bo Jinhai! It's him!!"

Zilong stared at the man carefully again, fearing that he would admit his mistake.

"This face and the cultivation level of the fifth-level king... Bo Jinhai's source is gold, and his physical fitness is also perfect. This... guy isn't really Bo Jinhai!"

Zilong still remembers that in the Warcraft Mountains outside Shetuo City, Bo Jinhai and Han Desong were coming to kill him, Sun Zai, Wang Wu and others. Zilong led Bo Jinhai away and entangled him in the forest.

Although it was a bit unfair, Zilong did defeat an injured fifth-level king in the middle of the fourth level by his own strength. But speaking of this, if it weren't for Bo Jinhai's step-by-step pressing, Zilong's thousand-duan flying kick might not have realized it yet.

However, after confirming that the person on the ground was Bo Jinhai, Zilong's doubts increased instead of reducing, but instead became even bigger.

"I obviously let him go, so my kicks wouldn't have kicked him like this..." Zilong scratched his head, at a loss for a moment.

After meditating for a while, Zilong decided to wake up Bo Jinhai first.

In Zilong's heart, although he had a life-and-death battle with Bo Jinhai before, and Bo Jinhai was determined to kill him, the Bo Jinhai's elixir was sealed and his body was exhausted, which was a blessing. Now Bo Jinhai has no ability to hurt himself, so it would be okay to wake him up.

"For your miserable sake, I'll save you again."

After saying that, Zilong took out Huitianshui, he lifted Bo Jinhai's body and took a few drinks.

The poison of the Death Evil Black has not yet occurred. Bo Jinhai's coma is due to exhaustion on the one hand and excessive hunger on the other hand.

With the help of two small mouths of Huitianshui, not long after, Bo Jinhai woke up from his coma.

When Bo Jinhai opened his eyes for the first time, he saw Zilong giving it to him with a wooden stick.

The extremely hungry Bo Jinhai grabbed the one-horned demon beef and swallowed it without raising his head.

Looking at Bo Jinhai, who was chewing the unicorn demon beef regardless of his image, and Xiao Ka who was gnawing the demon beef with a resentful look on his face, Zilong chuckled and stroked Xiao Ka's forehead, then pulled Xiao Ka back to sit back before the campfire and roasted the new demon beef again.

Not long after, Bo Jinhai ate the large piece of unicorn demon beef handed over by Zilong. He breathed a long sigh, and his black face covered with vicissitudes showed a long-lost comfort, an expression of enjoyment that he had never eaten such delicious food, and a look of gladness that he had crawled back from the edge of death.

However, just when Bo Jinhai didn't know how to thank the kind-hearted person who saved him on the verge of death, his eyes that had just raised were suddenly stunned. Bo Jinhai seemed to have seen something amazing, and he was stunned.

Although Bo Jinhai could not speak, he was screaming in his heart:

"It's him!!"

Bo Jinhai saw Zilong barbecue by the bonfire.

Feeling Bo Jinhai's gaze, Zilong turned his head and threw a water bag at Bo Jinhai who was stunned. Zilong himself started drinking with a wine bag filled with dalla liquor.

Zilong wiped his mouth and spoke to Bo Jinhai:

"Your throat is still helpful, so don't touch the wine for the time being, drink some water."

"I obviously don't want to give up." The ghost in the black ring rolled his eyes.

"You know what a hair is..."

Bo Jinhai naturally didn't know what Zilong and the ghost were saying in secret. Listening to the voice coming from Zilong, Bo Jinhai nodded in a complicated expression. After hesitating for a moment, he raised the water bag and started drinking wildly.

Gradually, Zilong helped Bo Jinhai drink two small mouthfuls of water when he was in a coma and played a role. It took only a few minutes before and after, Bo Jinhai felt that his tired body had recovered his strength. Bo Jinhai stared at his hands in a daze, looking a little unbelievable.

When Zilong, who had just roasted magic beef with Xiaoka, saw the shock on Bo Jinhai's face, he hurriedly turned his head aside and pretended not to see it. The fewer people know about it, the better.

However, Bo Jinhai's voice was hoarse and he could not speak, which avoided some embarrassment. Otherwise, Zilong really didn't know what to talk to Bo Jinhai.

Ask him how he got the Black Death? Why did he come to the danla land?

Zilong asked himself that he had not meddled with other people's business to this extent. Besides, Zilong was not interested in asking about the Bo family's affairs.

In Zilong's heart, even if he and the Bo family were not immortal, they would still meet with each other. Moreover, one day he would fulfill his oath and turn the Bo family in Shetuocheng upside down in front of Bo Yisheng and others... Rescuing Bo Jinhai, who is already dying, was just out of the last pity of the doctor, and that's all.

After Zilong silently finished eating the unicorn beef, Xiaoka had already taken a nap by the bonfire. Zilong sniffed a little wine, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, secretly recited the Tianshui Art, and entered the state of cultivation again.

It is better to have less than one more thing. In Zilong's opinion, it is better to keep the water of the well and the river from the river between him and the sea of ​​Thunder Jin.

On this side, looking at Zilong who was entering the state of cultivation, Bo Jinhai thought for a moment, stood up and retreated from a distance.

Bo Jinhai retreated to a place where the bonfire could be seen and the ion dragon was farthest.

Bo Jinhai didn't want to disturb Zilong, and he didn't even want to let his existence make him feel uncomfortable.

After experiencing so many things, Bo Jinhai has already changed his temperament and cannot speak with his mouth, so he began to use his eyes, ears and hearts to feel the world more.

The world is cold and the hearts of people are sinister. When a person is most helpless and most depressed, he can often see right and wrong and distinguish good and evil more easily than anyone else.

As the enemy, Zilong let him go and help him once, but Bo Yiao, who is related to blood, stabs him in the back, causing him to do so.

This matter is ridiculous, but for Bo Jinhai, the person involved, it is so "hard and unforgettable".

In fact, the biggest blow to Bo Jinhai was not Bo Yiao, but the attitude of the Bo family members after he was in trouble. They were cold eyes, observing all kinds of people, and pushing them down... His 20-year loyalty to Bo Yiao was not as good as Bo Yiao's three-inch tongue.

Without the position of the Bo clan family, Bo Jinhai not only did not resent Zilong, but instead admired him very much.

Bo Jinhai was the witness of the scene in She Tuocheng that day, and he still remembers what Zilong did.

The reason why Bo Jinhai promised Han Desong to kill Zilong in the Magical Beast Mountains was actually for the sake of the Bo family. Because he really felt that a low-level cultivator in the early stage of the fourth level could withstand the pressure of the sixth level saint and his domineering aura was leaking. Then when he grew to the sixth level saint or even the seventh level emperor, the only one who could cover his sharpness was probably the only one who could cover his sharpness...

Thinking of this, Bo Jinhai closed his eyes and said word by word in his heart:
Chapter completed!