Chapter 1293 Quan Yong

In the clear stream, there was a young man lying. His face was as pale as paper, without human color, and his body was even more miserable, with cracks everywhere, skin and flesh torn, and white bones. They were all exposed and broken, which was very scary. His eyes were closed tightly and he was in a coma, flowing down the river.

"It's a dead man, don't worry about it!"

A thick man glanced at him and said in a rough voice.

Because, on his shoulders, he was still carrying two lion-shaped beasts weighing hundreds of kilograms. Along the way, even if he was already at the peak of martial arts, it was not that easy. .

His words were recognized by most people, because the man in the stream clearly looked like he was not breathing.

Moreover, even if he is still alive, with such severe wounds on his body, it is almost impossible to heal!

"Wait!"

The man called Quan Ge, who was also the only one among this group of people who was promoted to Wuzong, his eyes were stuck on this invasion. On the left chest of the young man in the stream.

There was a slight jittering arc there. Although it was not big, he could clearly see it with his sharp eyes.

There’s still a heartbeat!

"Crash!"

At his signal, the four men jumped into the water and carefully rescued the young man in the stream. .

“He’s not dead yet!”

He put two fingers on the young man’s left chest and felt it. Said in a surprised tone.

“Not dead?”

The eyes of the strong man carrying the beast widened.

The young man who was salvaged in front of him had a large area of ​​his body cracked. His chest collapsed, and the broken bones broke through. The wounds everywhere were soaked by the stream and turned white, and the blood seemed to All drained, already like this, how can he still survive? !

These people from the small village were in disbelief. However, it seemed that Brother Quan was very prestigious in their minds. After he spoke, no one questioned him.

"This is not an ordinary person!"

Glancing at the scars on the young man's body, the man named Quan Ge's eyes narrowed.

Not to mention other things, it is really not easy for a person to be injured like this. Moreover, after suffering such trauma, he is still able toOr maybe this is even weirder!

"Brother Quan, even if he is not dead, he is definitely useless. There is no need for us to care about him, right? Besides, who knows whether he is a good guy or a bad guy? Why bother asking for trouble?"

The strong man carrying the beast muttered again.

These two beasts are really heavy today!

However, his words expressed the thoughts of a group of people.

Brother Quan frowned and agreed with their words in his heart. Just when he was about to stand up, he saw that a relatively small wound on the young man in front of him turned out to be... Healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, he saw that the wound scabbed, then fell off, and even returned to normal skin color very quickly.

"This..."

Brother Quan was stunned by the scene in front of him, with a look of shock in his pupils. After a long time, after being urged by the people on the side, he finally They reacted and made a firm decision, "Take him back first!"

Although everyone was a little reluctant, they still made a simple scaffold to hold the young man Carrying it, we walked back to the small mountain village.

The people in the mountain village were relatively simple, so the two beasts were quickly distributed to each family, and the rescued young man was placed in Brother Quan's home.

Quan’s brother’s name is Quan Yong. In fact, he is not from this village. However, he came to this small village more than ten years ago. At that time, he was seriously injured and took a daughter with him. Ying came here, and because of his good strength, he rescued several villagers while hunting in the mountains. The people in the small village soon accepted it, and because of his presence, the casualties in the village were reduced, and the number of casualties in the village was reduced. He has never been hungry, and he has gained the respect of the villagers. Generally speaking, the villagers will do whatever he wants.

More than ten years have passed since this time. Quan Yong usually goes hunting with the villagers every day, but when he is alone, there is a trace of vicissitudes of life in his eyes. and grief.

Therefore, the old people in the village say that he is a man with stories, but whenever someone asks, he never answers, and he never even tells who the mother of the baby girl is. !

Quan Yong’s house is at the north end of the village. A group of people carried the young man to the door of the house. The door was opened, and a pretty girl wearing coarse cloth came out of the house. Nei walked out and was a little stunned when she saw the scene. However, she was relieved when she saw that the person on the stretcher was not Quan Yong. With a pure smile on her face, the young people who looked at them were a little dazed.

“Rongrong, get out of the way first!”

Quan Yong came over, pulled his daughter aside, and ordered several young people to send the seriously injured young man to his room.

After a while, a few young people arranged everything and left here. Quan Yong also returned to the room.

"Dad, who is he? Why was he so seriously injured?"

Looking at the young man with his eyes closed on the bed, Quan Rongrong looked bright A curious look flashed in his eyes, and he asked Quan Yong who walked in.

“I don’t know, I met her in the mountains, but there should be hope for help!”

When facing his daughter, Quan Yong’s eyes revealed With a loving look, he rubbed the girl's head and motioned for her to leave.

"Sure enough, the wounds on his body were able to heal on their own!"

Quan Yong's eyes once again focused on a tiny wound on the young man's body. Sure enough, on his body, After observing it for a period of time, the wound healed naturally without any trace at all, as if the wound just now did not exist at all.

After observing many places in succession, Quan Yong was able to confirm that the young man in front of him was indeed capable of self-recovery, and the recovery speed was astonishing.

Moreover, through his observation, whether it is those large wounds or those broken bones, they are healing and recovering at a slow speed...

"Hiss..."

He smacked his tongue secretly, took a breath of cold air, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

This speed of recovery is simply astonishing. Quan Yong is considered the most knowledgeable person in this small village. At this moment, he is somewhat unable to recover.

“He is definitely not a simple person!”

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and then he walked out and walked straight into the mountains until nightfall. At that time, he walked out of the mountain carrying a beast and a handful of herbs.