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Jiang Wei'an's hand was extremely strong, Jiang Feng didn't know Yang Wanling's condition at the moment, but when he saw the red placket on his chest, he knew that it was definitely not much better, if he smashed into the water at such a high speed at a height of thirty meters, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Don't think that there is nothing wrong with the lake water below, when the distance and speed reach a certain level, you can also kill people, and you can ignore the poison in the lake, but Yang Wanling can't ignore it, if she drinks a sip of lake water, it will be a fatal threat.

Therefore, Jiang Feng couldn't ignore Yang Wanling's safety, and finally gave up attacking Jiang Wei'an.

Simply.

Jiang Feng still hugged Yang Wanling before she fell into the water, and then turned over, unloaded most of her strength, and fell into the water before Yang Wanling, before falling into the water, Jiang Feng protected Yang Wanling's mouth and nose, preventing the lake water from entering her mouth, as for whether the hasty blow before falling into the water took Jiang Wei'an's life, it is unknown.

The surrounding lake water was instantly dyed red, and Jiang Feng felt the weak Yang Wanling in his arms, and he was extremely worried.

"Hu ......" only sank underwater for a few seconds, and Jiang Feng hugged Yang Wanling and exposed the water.

"Yang Wanling, Yang Wanling!!"

Jiang Feng's legs trembled extremely quickly, controlling the bodies of the two without sinking, and he shouted twice in a hurry, but Yang Wanling didn't react at all, seeing this, Jiang Feng couldn't care about the difference between men and women, and his ears were directly attached to Yang Wanling's chest.

"Knock...... Knock ......"

The extremely faint sound of his heartbeat made Jiang Feng secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Now.

Jiang Feng took a good look at Yang Wanling's situation.

However.

As soon as Jiang Feng's gaze touched Yang Wanling's pretty face, a violent emotion instantly filled his chest.

Yang Wanling's original incomparable stunning posture was already covered with open flesh wounds at this moment.

Jiang Wei'an, Jiang Wei'an!!

"Uhh

"Roar—"

Jiang Feng roared angrily at the broken pieces of wood floating on the surface of the water in the distance, because ...... There was a flying hot air balloon in the distance, and Jiang Wei'an's damn guy actually grabbed the rope under the umbrella and didn't fall off.

Damn it!!!

"Bang—"

Jiang Feng smashed his fist into the lake in front of him, setting off several huge waves, in order to vent the anger in his heart, because he also took into account the safety of this Yang Wanling, Jiang Feng could not chase Jiang Wei'an anymore.

"Jiang Wei'an, the next goodbye day will be the time to take your dog's head!!" Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and said, after speaking, he lifted Yang Wanling in his hand and exposed the water, and desperately swam towards a slightly larger wooden block in the distance ahead.

"Yang Wanling, you have to hold on, it's going to be fine right away, hold on......"

Two minutes later, Jiang Feng hugged Yang Wanling and got on a large wooden block.

This wooden block should be the floor of the hot air balloon gondola, it is very thick and the size of two door panels, Jiang Feng and Yang Wanling are not heavy, so the wooden block supporting Jiang Feng and Yang Wanling did not sink.

"Yang Wanling, Yang Wanling wake up, wake up, wake up......" Jiang Feng shook Yang Wanling's body, but Yang Wanling had already fallen into a severe coma, and if she wasn't treated, she would die soon.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng didn't dare to hesitate, a touch of scarlet color penetrated his left arm, and the lake water on his hand evaporated in an instant.

Jiang Feng's face was ruthless, and he bit on his wrist, and the red blood exuding a demonic scarlet light suddenly gushed out, Jiang Feng quickly put his wrist to Yang Wanling's mouth.

But as soon as Jiang Feng put his wrist to Yang Wanling's mouth, a question suddenly came to mind.

Because, in this great anxiety, he actually ignored a very critical issue.

That is, a century-old medicine!!

Last time, I saved Ye Junchi and had a century-old medicine as a medicine guide, but now where can I find a century-old medicine? ?

!!

It doesn't matter so much, at least Yang Wanling's physical strength must be raised to the level of an innate master, so that she can hold on for a longer time.

However.

Yang Wanling's face, neck, and body were soon stained red by Jiang Feng's blood, because the blood that Jiang Feng sent to Yang Wanling's mouth was not actually drunk by her, she seemed to be very resistant, completely subconscious, it stands to reason that a person who has fallen into a coma should not have this reaction.

Jiang Feng hurriedly opened Yang Wanling's small mouth, intending to make her forcibly drink her own blood.

But.

The moment he opened Yang Wanling's small mouth, Jiang Feng immediately saw the almost severed tongue, and couldn't help but feel like a knife.

"Ahh

"Jiang Wei'an, that brute!!"

No wonder she refused to swallow blood, there was a wound of this magnitude in her mouth, Yang Wanling was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would have severe pain that was worse than death, right?

Jiang Feng really couldn't imagine what Yang Wanling had experienced before.

Yang Wanling, you have to hold on, I promise you, no matter what you go through, I will return it to Jiang Wei'an for you a thousand times over!!

Now.

Under Jiang Feng's deliberate guidance, he finally sent his own blood into Yang Wanling's throat.

One second, two seconds......

Half a minute passed.

Jiang Feng carefully observed Yang Wanling's changes, and couldn't help frowning, because ...... After drinking his own blood, without exception, his face flushed and his heart rate increased.

However, after Yang Wanling drank half a minute of blood, there was no change, what was the situation?

Jiang Feng suppressed the restlessness in his heart, continued to feed Yang Wanling and drank the blood, and at the same time stretched his right leg under the water, controlling the temporary boat to row towards the shore.

Now, three minutes have passed.

Yang Wanling's face was still as pale as paper, and there was no sign of flushing at all.

Jiang Feng once again put his ear to Yang Wanling's chest.

"Knock...... Knock ......"

It was still an extremely faint heartbeat.

Yang Wanling still hadn't changed anything, and Jiang Feng gradually became irritable.

"it!!"

Jiang Feng burst into a foul mouth, and suddenly became a little out of proportion.

What the hell is going on?!

Why does your own blood fail?

What to do, what to do?

Jiang Feng was impatient, and the violent momentum on his body involuntarily emanated, and a small tornado rolled up around him.

"No!!"

"You're going to be fine, you're going to hold on!!" Jiang Feng roared angrily, forcibly dispelling the irritable emotions in his mind and forcing himself to calm down quickly.

Yang Wanling's injury was no less than Ye Junchi's injury that time.

This kind of injury, which is powerless in modern medicine, if there is no blood to continue his life, Yang Wanling can only hold on for two or three days at most.

If there is really that kind of reincarnation Hua Tuo, you won't be able to find it for a while!

At this time, a heroic figure with two guns in his hand gradually appeared in Jiang Feng's mind, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally smiled bitterly.

"I didn't expect it...... Eventually, we have to go back to that sinful land......"

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(End of chapter)