114. Post-war arrangements

Style: Fantasy Author: plain ink scattered cloudsWords: 1335Update Time: 24/01/13 08:28:29
Mu Zixiao's heart and soul were in pain, but a ray of light split the haze for her, and her thoughts were united, and she regained consciousness.

Slowly opening her eyes, she saw a young man in silver armor covered in blood, his eyes tightened, holding a spear, sitting on the ground, seemingly in trance in front of her.

"Ying Luan?"

Ying Luan opened her eyes quickly when she heard her call, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Mu Zixiao regaining consciousness.

Mu Zixiao saw his expression suddenly softened when he opened his eyes and saw that she was fine, and smiled back.

"Why are you laughing? You were almost struck by lightning and your soul flew away. How many levels have you suppressed? You really don't care about your own safety. Are you a fool? Practitioners will never produce a fool like you in thousands of years. .”

Muzixiao originally thought that she would receive tender care, but she did not expect that she would be given a harsh lesson.

What a coincidence that what he said was so grounded that he couldn't refute it.

Mu Zixiao wanted to sit up, but Ying Luan was one step ahead of her, stood up immediately, helped her up, and took her pulse.

Muzixiao felt something was wrong as soon as he came. This, this body belongs to him, "This, this is in Doumei City?"

Ying Luan looked at her with disdain and asked, "What do you think?"

"How did you get in? Where is the defensive formation in Doumei City? How could this be my body? What's the situation now?"

The most terrifying thing is that both the particles and the jade cat have been disconnected from her. If she wants to get information, she can only rely on the most primitive inquiry method.

Ying Luan was unforgiving with her words, but she carefully and gently injected spiritual power into Mu Zixiao, repairing her meridians and warming her soul.

Mu Zixiao relaxed instantly. Sitting there was like soaking in a hot spring, feeling warm all over his body.

"Don't worry, you have been in a coma for three days. The ancestor of Anyu City is dead, and the biggest threat to the city defense formation has disappeared. Weiyang City is not far from Doumei City. Along the way, I improved the city defense formation and combined the two defense formations. The roads leading to and from each city are included in it, so it doesn’t take much spiritual power to maintain the formation.”

Muzixiao opened his eyes wide with admiration in his heart, "You mean, the two cities' protective formations are now connected, including roads?"

Ying Luan didn't think this was anything serious. She looked at Mu Zixiao's pale face and frowned, "Your jade cat's body is already in pieces. It will be harmful if your soul stays inside for a long time.

Moreover, your soul was seriously injured and needed to rest in the main body. I contacted the city lord of Doumei City and brought your soul to Doumei City. Everything has been normal these days. I am cleaning the battlefield because there are golden elixir monks in Anyu City. It has emerged, and those of us who can exit now have returned to Weiyang City. "

When Mu Zixiao heard that after he passed out, everything arranged by Ying Luan was so appropriate, he felt at ease, and his eyes became a little moist without realizing it.

"Are you going to cry?" Ying Luan lowered his head and looked into her eyes, as if to stare back her tears.

Muzixiao sniffed, thinking that he had escaped death, he felt a little emotional for some reason, but he retorted: "No, I just think you did so well..."

"It's because you do things too much and you have to shoulder everything yourself."

Ying Luan took out a handkerchief from somewhere and handed it to her, "Mu Zixiao, you can properly rely on everyone. What you do is not just cultivation and saving the world. That is just a goal, isn't it?"

Muzixiao stared blankly at the handkerchief he handed over.

Ying Luan looked at her silly look, sighed, knelt down on one knee, and got closer to Mu Zixiao. He took the handkerchief and gently wiped her tears that were about to fall, and then twisted her hand with the handkerchief. nose, "Blow."

Muzixiao took it, not wanting to show weakness, "I'm not a child." After saying that, he blew his nose with a handkerchief.

"Adults also need to be taken care of." Ying Luan replied, then stood up.

"Zixiao, what you do is also my expectation, so you can put down your burden a little bit. As your helper, I will help you carry it. I respect your choice and wishes, but I also hope that you will live. Longer and longer.”

After saying that, he pointed to the medicine on the table, "So, take the medicine well and recuperate. We still have a tough battle to fight in the future."

After saying that, Mu Zixiao didn't even have time to be moved. He took the dirty handkerchief from her hand, turned around and left.

Muzixiao was left staring at the blood on the ground in a daze. This guy must have been guarding the ground for three days without rest...