Chapter 118: Trauma
Li Qing frowned and asked: "Where are you going?!"

"I'll go and guard outside. If the Lord of the Maze comes down the mountain again, I have to inform Feng Ling. Otherwise, what if she runs into the Lord of the Maze on her way back?"

Huangfu Miaomiao said this with a sense of resentment and left without looking back.

From the peak in the distance, there were roars one after another. The Queen Mother of the West was furious when she found that her fruit trees were destroyed.

Its roar, accompanied by mental pressure, reverberated from the peak downwards like ripples spreading out in a lake.

The safe zone was obviously also affected. Pei Xianjue's face turned pale, his eyes were closed, and his breathing became rapid. Even though his wounds were healing, the mental trauma could not be healed.

Li Qing looked outside the door anxiously. He could only wait for Baozi to come back as soon as possible to heal Pei Xianjue's mental trauma.

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An hour later, Baozi carried Feng Ling, who was covered in blood, back to the safe zone.

When Huangfu Miaomiao saw Feng Ling turned into a bloody man, she was stunned and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

In her heart, Feng Ling was almost invincible. She had never seen Feng Ling so badly injured!
Li Qing was also shocked and asked hurriedly: "Didn't you bring any fruit?!"

"I brought it. I fed her half a piece on the way." Baozi explained, "She was injured too badly. The blood on her body was from before."

Huangfu Miaomiao silently exchanged for the recovery potion and injected it into Feng Ling.

Taking both approaches will always help your body recover faster.

Li Qing said: "They are both probably traumatized mentally. Fruits and medicine alone won't help with this kind of injury. Does your ability have any effect on healing?"

Baozi wiped the sweat from his palms and replied, "I...I'll try it now."

He took a deep breath and activated Jixiangtian's card ability, and all kinds of colors immediately floated before his eyes.

Pei Xianjue's entire body was shrouded in gray-green fear; Feng Ling was immersed in bright red anger; Huangfu Miaomiao exuded orange anxiety; Li Qing was a void of white, with only a hint of gray on his chest.

Baozi felt strange. He had never seen anyone without emotions. But now was not the time to be curious about this matter. He had to calm Pei Xianjue and Feng Ling's mental state as soon as possible.

Gradually, a calm and peaceful atmosphere began to permeate the hall.

The two unconscious women's frowns relaxed slightly and their expressions eased.

At this time, the roar of the Lord of the Labyrinth was heard again from the top of the mountain—

The peaceful atmosphere that Baozi had just created shattered like glass.

He hurriedly used his ability to dispel the terrifying atmosphere again.

His forehead began to sweat and he felt mentally exhausted. He couldn't help but sigh that his ability was still insufficient. If he could digest more cards, he might not only be able to resist the mental pressure, but even counterattack the opponent...

But then, he thought of Liang Zhou again.

What was the final outcome for Liang Zhou, who had digested three cards?

Baozi couldn't help but feel sad - after all, these cards don't belong to humans. People keep rushing to get the power of the cards. What will the world become in the end?
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Feng Ling's injuries were much more serious than Pei Xianjue's, but he woke up faster than Pei Xianjue.

She was unconscious for only about half an hour before she woke up from the nightmare. She sat up too hastily and pulled her wound, which had not yet healed, causing her to groan in pain.

The sound alarmed everyone in the hall except Pei Xianjue.

Huangfu Miaomiao was overjoyed, rushed to her and said, "I knew you would not die!"

Feng Ling covered his wound and gasped in pain. He would not die, but the pain was real.

Li Qing also came over and looked at her expression, concerned about her mental state. "Did you have a nightmare? You kept calling for your mother while you were unconscious."

"I heard it too." Huangfu Miaomiao whispered, "One moment you call me mom, the next you call me crazy mom... Is your previous mom crazy?"

Feng Ling laughed when she heard this, "I'm not crazy, I grew up in an orphanage called the Big Windmill Children's Welfare Home. All the children in the orphanage have the surname Feng, and the director's surname is also Feng. Everyone calls her Mother Feng."

The time she spent in the orphanage did not leave Feng Ling with many good memories. She did not want to talk about it. She turned her head to look at Pei Xianjue on the other side and asked, "How is she?"

Baozi smiled bitterly and replied, "She had the same nightmare as you, but you were calling for mom and she was calling for dad."

"Can we wake her up?" Feng Ling asked.

Baozi looked reluctant, "You can wake him up, but... the wound will hurt after he wakes up, and we don't have any painkillers here."

Being in a coma, at least you won't feel any pain.

Feng Ling thought for a moment and looked at Huangfu Miaomiao and Li Qing, "Did her operation go smoothly? Did she tell you when she came back?"

Huangfu Miaomiao said hurriedly: "I went with her! The part of the tree exposed above the ground was basically burned, but there was one place that was missed, in the tower!"

"Tower?" Feng Ling looked puzzled.

Huangfu Miaomiao nodded vigorously and explained, "Yes, isn't there an altar in the tower? That table is actually a raised tree root! I cut off all the leaves, but didn't have time to burn it. We hurried down the mountain after receiving your message..."

She pursed her lips and glanced at Pei Xianjue depressedly. She wanted to say that it was all Pei Xianjue's fault for being too slow, but Pei Xianjue was already seriously injured, and saying such words would seem to make her seem mean.

Huangfu Miaomiao didn't want Feng Ling to think that she was affected by the devil card, so she held it back.

Feng Ling looked calm.

Everyone had eaten the purple fruit, even the two cubs she raised had eaten it, so Feng Ling was not worried about Pei Xianjue's injuries. Unless he was beheaded and dismembered, he would recover sooner or later. It was just a little suffering.

She is now more concerned about the current situation of the Lord of the Maze.

Feng Ling said to Huangfu Miaomiao, "Help me lie down."

"Oh." Huangfu Miaomiao supported her arms and let her lean back slowly and lie on the mat.

Feng Ling closed his eyes.

Use skills, miss your mother...

When she was fighting with the Lord of the Labyrinth just now, she took the opportunity to use the mark, so the starting point of the tracking became the place where they fought at the foot of the mountain.

The movement path of the Lord of the Labyrinth can be seen from the band-like red fog. It jumps between towering rocks, saving a lot of time and quickly reaching the fork in the road.

The path stopped here, probably because of the encounter with Pei Xianjue. Then there was another huge jump, then back to the mountain path, going straight forward, and finally back to the tree.

Red flames rose up, and the fierce fire covered the entire huge tree crown, and part of the trunk was also burned black.

The maze Boss entered the tower in a rage, stood guard beside the altar, and was resting with his eyes closed.

Feng Ling observed it carefully.

There were gashes on its head from being struck by an axe, marks on its body from grenade explosions, and four of its six tails were bloody.

It won the fight just now, but it also paid a price.

Feng Ling's prying eyes shifted from the Leopard Girl to the "altar" - the fruit must not be allowed to grow, and it must not be allowed to recover!