Because, it felt a very mysterious breath on Ye Qingli's body.
In addition to her own dragon blood, there is this breath that protects her heart.
Otherwise, even with the protection of dragon blood, Ye Qingli had already hung up.
After all, dragon blood can only treat trauma.
However, for internal injuries, such as meridian injuries, there is little to do.
What is there on the master, is it a magical treasure that he does not know?
Xiao Hei started scratching his head.
It just vaguely felt that this breath was familiar.
However, I have never seen it before.
Possibly, it exists in memory.
As soon as each dragon clan is born, it will inherit many memories of the dragon clan.
However, its current age is too young.
Only two years old.
Put it in the dragon family, just like the newly born dragon.
So, many things, it does not yet know.
Little Black only knows one thing and must protect the owner.
Don't let her die!
Ooo.
If the owner hangs up, where can he get so many delicious things ...
Everyone looked nervously.
One day ... two days ...
Go over again.
They have been hiding here for three or four days.
However, Ye Qingli's situation has not improved at all.
Moreover, it is gradually deteriorating.
There are still no vital signs.
Moreover, her temperature began to get cooler.
The blood on the wound on the chest stopped.
However, the wound never healed.
A shocking sword mark, straight from the front chest to the back.
Min Yuan also treated Ye Qingli.
This is because Ye Qingli's physical function has degraded to a certain extent.
It simply cannot function on its own.
Therefore, the wound cannot grow well.
It's time again every day for routine behavior of Ye Qingli.
After everyone withdrew, Xiaohe began to soak Ye Qingli in the hot spring water.
Then, slowly wipe her body.
While moving, Xiao He kept crying.
"Miss, you must be well."
"If you can't wake up, I don't want to live anymore."
"Ghost King will definitely come back to you. You can't let him see that he is a cold body?"
Xiao He's tears dripped.
Ye Qingli, who can only sit in the space, is very anxious ...
Listening to those outside, shouting anxiously.
She clenched her fist hard ...
Suddenly, she thought of a way.
"Magic Leech, aren't you also a soul body, why can you enter and exit at will, and still be able to present in a physical form. And I can't?"
If she can act like a magic leech, can she go out?
Mole rolled his eyes.
"Master, can you be the same as me? I'm a demon in the realm, and I have been able to condense my soul for a long time. When will you wait until you reach the emperor level, consider these again!"
"Ugh……"
Ye Qingli sat down on the ground.
Now she doesn't know what to do.
Emperor-level, the ghost knows whether it has anything to do with himself.
"How much do you think I can sustain?"
Mole stared at Ye Qingli and looked at it.
"Strange, I originally thought that you can last up to three or five days, and in these three or five days, your meridians will definitely not repair themselves."