✔Dream of Space Rebirth

97

Chapter 97

Shen never searched every corner of the space regardless of consumption. Meng Jiang's breath was too weak. If he didn't hide it deliberately, he would be seriously injured and die. Shen Cong felt that his palpitations were getting worse, and he was almost sure that the reason for Meng Jiang's weak breath was the latter.

If he is not found in the fastest time, Shen never dares to think about the following things. He didn't care to explain too much to Lone Wolf and Tang Yanjie, but told them to stay at home honestly and not add to his troubles.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept falling from his forehead. It can be said that Shen Cong had never sweated so much since he was so old.

The places where the space is open are all under Shen Cong's control, but finding someone is still like looking for a needle in a haystack.

At the source of the river, when Shen Cong saw the light yellow sweater Meng Jiang used to wear, he was about to cry. The source of the river is on a very high mountain in this space, which has been within the open range of the space from the very beginning. The river water that flows out is mixed with a lot of spiritual power, but the farther it flows, the less effective it is. Although Shen Cong has always been the master of the space, he didn't understand it. There seemed to be something mysterious about the source here, and he couldn't get close to it easily.

Today, I also tried my best, and I couldn't find it anywhere, so Shen Cong had to climb up the mountain step by step.

The water at the source contains the most aura, and it can faintly cover up the aura. That's why Shen Cong couldn't find Meng Jiang no matter what.

Meng Jiang lay there unconsciously, even half of his body was soaked in the water, his hair was all wet and tied helplessly in front of his forehead. The whole person can be said to be lifeless, and there are no signs of life at all.

"Jiang Jiang..." Shen Cong's feet were weak, and he almost fell down. He rushed to Meng Jiang's side in a few steps, and put his fingers tremblingly under Meng Jiang's nose, until a faint breath was exhaled, and a heart that was about to stop stopped. Jumped up again.

Meng Jiang's face was pale and pale, and his body temperature was frighteningly low. Shen Cong probed into a trace of spiritual power slightly, only to find that the meridians were disordered and almost all tangled together, so he must have been seriously injured.

Seeing Meng Jiang's face, Shen Cong knew it was not good, and he was prepared in his heart. He was not too surprised, but was surprised why someone could hurt Meng Jiang in this world. Could it be that there are more powerful monks here? no? It's just that if there is such a great monk, why don't they ascend to other realms?

When Shen Cong's spiritual energy penetrated Meng Jiang's internal organs, his face turned dark all of a sudden, and his hands trembled so badly that he could hardly control himself. The originally good internal organs were actually a mess, the good golden core was actually full of cracks, and the original golden red light became extremely dim, like burnt charcoal ashes. Depending on the situation, if you put at least a little effort into it, the golden core will be shattered in an instant.

This state made Shen Cong at a loss. What would a monk at the golden core stage do if the golden core was broken? Even if the Great Luo Immortal is invited to come down to earth, there is no way!

Shen Congqiang calmly withdrew the trace of aura, fearing that he might accidentally shake the golden core.

This is how to do? Shen Cong knelt and sat beside Meng Jiang. At the same time