"Sister, go over! I'm going back to the house and drawing all the sword moves taught by my big brother. After Zhang Ren finished speaking, he turned around and left. He still limped when he walked, but every step was resolute.

Ling'er retracted her gaze and walked towards the northeast of the forest, her steps a little heavy. Brother Yang has helped many people, but what about himself, he is always licking his wounds alone in a no-man's corner.

Thinking that Zhang Ren said that Brother Yang should be resting, Ling'er used light skills. In this way, he will not disturb Brother Yang's rest, and he will be able to see him earlier.

The backyard of the Zhang family is not in the depths of the forest, but it is difficult to find from a distance due to the shade of a few large trees.

Ling'er also saw this small courtyard fenced off after getting closer. There is a small wooden house on the side of the courtyard, which should be the place where Zhang Ren let Brother Yang rest.

Ling'er flew directly towards the house.

Immediately, Ling'er found that Brother Yang was not in the house, but was sitting sideways on the wooden chair outside the house. He sat quietly, his head tilted to one side, as if asleep.

As soon as Ling'er landed, she smelled a faint smell of blood. And as she walked closer to Brother Yang, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

Ling'er looked at Brother Qiyang distressedly. His face didn't change much from before, obviously changed. His eyes were closed, his eyebrows locked, and he slept restlessly.

Then, Ling'er moved her gaze to his left shoulder. There was no blood on the dark gray robe. It seems that the fabric of the "colorful clouds" can indeed prevent the extravasation of blood stains.

But even if there was no blood stained on the robe, Ling'er still had a way to find out Brother Yang's injuries. While the sharp arrow wounded Brother Yang, it would definitely leave a hole in his robe.

Since Qi Yang was sitting sideways at this time, it was not difficult for Ling'er to find the hole in the robe on the back of his left shoulder. The opening is not large, inconspicuous, and can only be detected by looking closely.

It turned out that the arrow was shot into Brother Yang's body from behind. Ling'er imagined the situation at that time, and her heart ached. She reached out with pity and wanted to caress Brother Yang's injury, but she was afraid of hurting Brother Yang and didn't dare to touch it.

Ling'er remembered that there was an old wound here, and it was Brother Yang who broke into the Longtan Tiger's Den alone to save her and block an arrow for her. When the arrow was taken out, there were fragments left in the wound, which made Brother Yang suffer a lot. Such a painful lesson will never be forgotten. She must not let this happen to Brother Yang again!

And right now, Brother Yang is a crossbow arrow. The arrows of the crossbow arrows are not tightly fixed to the shaft. When pulling an arrow, the arrow tends to fall off the shaft. Without a doctor around, it is difficult for the injured person to remove the arrows on their own. This is what Ling'er is most worried about.

But seeing Brother Yang's tired appearance at this moment, Ling'er couldn't bear to wake him up, so after thinking about it, she decided to let him rest first and recover some strength.

Ling'er put down the small bag she brought and sat down as well. She looked at the torn part of Brother Yang's robe distressedly, and a question suddenly appeared in her heart: "Even if the 'Caiyun Silk' can block the blood from extravasation, more or less blood will be brought out when the arrow is pulled, and then splashed on the outside of the robe." Why is there no blood on Brother Yang's robe?"

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