His life is safe, but he just needs to cultivate for a while: "Send him back, and ask Granny Jiu to heal his wounds."

Yue Ji nodded: "It should."

The gap in the defense line here can be defended only by the blood clan soldiers under Lu Ye's command. Although it is not Lu Ye's credit in the final analysis, Tong Qi Lian Zhi's dazzling performance in this battle cannot be concealed.

Judging from the military strength and lineup displayed by the blood clan, if there is no united formation, the Jade Blood Holy Land will inevitably be difficult to protect. At that time, the old seniors can only lead a group of people to break out of the siege, the Holy Land will be destroyed, and the human race will be slaughtered , Decades of hard work turned into fly ash.

Waves of cheers continued unceasingly, congratulating on repelling the blood army again today.

Amid the wave of cheers, Feng Wujiang sighed slightly.

This time they can repel the blood army and keep the Jade Blood Holy Land, but what about next time?

In this battle, the human race did win, but they also lost.

One of the eleven islands around the holy island was destroyed, and a gap was opened in the defense line. Next time, the blood race will definitely concentrate its forces in this direction, and it will be difficult for the human race to defend.

As the lord of the Holy Land, Feng Wujiang had to look farther, so he couldn't help worrying.

You must know that the growth rate of the blood race is very fast. Even if they suffer a heavy loss this time, it will not take many years for them to recover and make a comeback.

But the human race does not have such convenience.

The crackling sounds continued, and Lu Ye woke up from a deep sleep. He immediately realized that something was wrong, because he was crawling on a bed, and someone was slapping his back frantically.

Just as he was about to make a move, a voice came from beside his ear: "Fellow Daoist has been fighting for a long time, and his flesh and blood have been torn apart. Don't act rashly for now."

Lu Ye turned his head and saw a young man in white smiling warmly at him. Judging from the fluctuation of his spiritual power, he was already at the level of a real lake, and his spiritual power was of the wood attribute. With each slap, a gentle power imprinted into his body, repairing the torn flesh.

Lu Ye only felt sore all over his body, especially his right arm, and felt a little unable to lift his strength at this moment.

He immediately understood that what the young man said was right. The previous battle he had lasted for too long, and he had always maintained the strongest level of action, which caused his flesh and blood to be damaged.

The boy was obviously healing himself.

"Doctor?" Lu Ye asked.

"Fellow Daoist's gaze is like a torch, I am a medical practitioner." The young man responded with a smile, but his hands kept moving.

"Thank you." Lu Ye began to enjoy it with peace of mind.

Although he would be more comfortable if a female cultivator came to do this, but since he was healing himself, naturally he couldn't say much.

Lu Ye is not a talkative person, but the young medical practitioner is quick-tempered. While healing Lu Ye, he said: "I heard from my mother-in-law that in this battle, fellow Taoists have made great achievements and killed countless enemies. It is really admirable and yearning. Take it." The mother-in-law he was talking about was probably Granny Jiu.

No matter in Kyushu or here, under normal circumstances, medical practitioners do not participate in killings. Their whole body is devoted to treating diseases and treating patients. Therefore, although they have some means of self-protection, their real combat effectiveness is generally not very good. .

Of course, with the exception of some poison doctors, the real combat effectiveness may not be very good, but when it comes to the means of killing, it is more hidden and invisible, making it hard to guard against.

"There is specialization in art, and medical training has its own business. I am a military training, and I should go to kill the enemy. What you and I do are our own business, regardless of superiority or inferiority."

The boy immediately fell in love with Lu Ye.

While healing Lu Ye, he chatted casually.

After half an hour, the young man stopped work and said, "My fellow Taoist is in good health, so this kind of injury is not a serious problem. You can recover after a few days of rest."

Lu Ye got up from the bed and stretched his muscles and bones, only to feel that the soreness has eased a lot, and his whole body was comfortable: "Young master is good at craftsmanship." JrNovels.com