The mourning gradually subsided, the dust settled, and the place became quiet.
As if touched by the old man's last words, the loss in Liangchen's heart gradually subsided.
The old man's remarks, on the one hand, praised Liangchen as a person, and on the other hand, they made Liangchen understand that Meng'er also sincerely treats him. Although he has missed it, he still has a clear conscience.
The profound meaning is self-evident. After all, this good time is already a monk who has transformed into a god. If there is anything you want in this world, you can take it at your fingertips.
This is a small thought, how can you not know the good time.
He walked to Yunbeitai, took out a few bottles of elixir, and began to treat his injuries.
A burst of mist shrouded the field, faintly visible, and saw two people sitting opposite each other with their hands touching each other, and a burst of majestic spiritual energy poured into Yunbeitai's body.
"Hey!" Liangchen said in surprise.
"What?" Yunbeitai asked.
"You actually still have a trace of cold poison in your body!" Liangchen replied.
"I was not poisoned, nor did I feel sick." Yunbeitai said doubtfully.
"If Yun Lang was poisoned, my uncle and the others should have known about it before, and they never said anything." Chou Meng'er also looked surprised.
"This poison seems to be there. If it weren't for my strong spiritual sense, it would be almost undetectable. I didn't even notice it when I opened my moon eyes just now. I didn't feel it until I was healing now. It's normal that they couldn't notice it."
"But don't worry, the fire attribute technique I practice is exactly this kind of cold poison nemesis."
Liangchen was thinking about it, and as the light all over his body flickered, there was a hot Yang Qi in his magic power. While repairing the meridians, it kept swallowing up the cold Qi.
When Meng'er heard the sound, she immediately felt relieved. She raised her head and looked at the two people in front of her. One was her beloved who had never returned from her first love, and the other was her infatuated husband who was always by her side. In a daze, a faint feeling came to her heart. Warmth.
"How can I be worthy enough to be so loved by two people?" she asked herself in her mind.
"Since you missed it, you missed it!" The last words of my uncle's voice before he died suddenly echoed in my mind.
She suddenly became wary and looked at her nose with her eyes, never looking towards the good time again.
"My uncle promised during his lifetime that he was buried in the Heart of Fire with his father and mother after his death. Now that the alien race has retreated, you will arrange this tomorrow." Chou Meng'er whispered with sadness in her eyes.
"Yes." Chou Qing'er nodded and responded.
As the two women spoke, their voices gradually became quieter, and the only sounds left in the room were the breathing of a few people.
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An hour later.
Liangchen slowly withdrew his magic power.
"How's it going? Yun Lang." Chou Meng'er saw him moving and asked eagerly.
"I feel a lot better." Yunbeitai replied slightly tiredly, but his eyes were already shining.
"Thank you, Sword Master!" Chou Meng'er immediately became happy, then bent down and gave a big salute to Liangchen.
"It doesn't have to be like this!" Liangchen made a fuss, and then continued: "The cold poison in his body has disappeared, and the meridians have only been half repaired. He only needs two more spells to recover. It's just that the Dantian was destroyed and can no longer be stored. Aura, I'm afraid in the future..."
"I'm afraid I can only do physical training in the future."
"Ah!" Chou Meng'er's face turned slightly ugly when he heard this, while Qing'er also looked disappointed.
"I'm extremely lucky to be able to save my life. I don't dare to expect more." Yunbeitai seemed to have already looked away. He glanced at Uncle Qingkong beside him and continued:
"I don't have any talent for cultivation. After so many years of support from my family, I am only in the middle stage of the Golden Core. I might as well have reached the late stage of Meng'er."
"This is just my inference. Whether it can be cured or not can only be confirmed by inviting miracle doctors. Maybe they have a good prescription and magic medicine." Liangchen saw that he was a little pessimistic and comforted him generously.
"The Sword Master doesn't need to be so comforted. What the uncles and others said earlier are almost the same as you." Yun Beitai said.
"There is no need to be so outspoken. Although you and I haven't seen each other for a long time, we still dare not forget our past friendship. We should treat each other as brothers as before." Liangchen heard the word "Sword Master" coming out of their mouths again and again, and suddenly felt like As an outsider, I felt a little sad.
"This... the sword master treats me like a brother, Beitai feels ashamed and dare not." Yunbeitai pondered for a moment, with a look of shame on his face, but he still did not change his words. After all, he only bought the sword for Meng'er.
"That's alright." Liangchen saw this and didn't force it.
"I'll go out and take a look." As if sensing some discomfort in the atmosphere, he turned around and left the room.
"Sword Master, I'll accompany you for a walk." Chou Qing'er seemed to understand what he was thinking and followed him out.
The two of them came out of the secret room and saw the sun setting over the west mountain. It was already dusk.
But the city was filled with flames soaring into the sky and red flames, making the whole world look red.
It turned out that the fire that extinguished the enemy in the halberd and the cavalry fire bombs did not go out, but ignited the collapsed building, during which a large number of beams, doors and windows suddenly burst into flames.
Like a fiery snake, it circled the entire Demon Dragon City.
The night sat alone on a broken wall like a statue, as if everything around it had nothing to do with it.
The guards were busy cleaning up the mess, but they could only clear an area near the City Lord's Mansion.
Looking at the piles of pale corpses and black weapons scattered on the street, Liangchen felt a strange feeling.
"Alas~!" A long sigh sounded from behind, and Chou Qing'er looked at the place where she grew up, turning into a sea of fire, with tears twinkling in her eyes.
"Magic Dragon City was destroyed after all." She murmured.
"If it's destroyed, it can be rebuilt." Liangchen comforted.
"It will no longer be the same as before when it is built again." Chou Qing'er shook her head gently.
"Yes! Goodbye is no longer the same as before!" Liangchen felt a chill in his heart when he heard this, and repeated, the feeling of powerlessness that although he had the power to reach the sky, but could not use it, once again appeared in his heart.
When Chou Qing'er heard the sound next to him, he immediately understood the underlying meaning and secretly cursed himself for his gaffe.
"Sword Master, I will take you to a place." After a moment, Chou Qing'er paused and said.
"Huh? Where?" Liangchen was stunned when he heard the sound.
"A familiar place." After Chou Qing'er finished speaking, she fled out of the city amid a blaze of fireworks.
Three miles outside the city, in front of a red ruin.
Although it had collapsed, Liangchen still recognized this place at a glance, Zhihuofang.
"The defensive formation of Demon Dragon City borrowed the power of the fire veins here, otherwise it would not have lasted for so many years." Chou Qing'er said, waving with one hand, and huge rocks slowly flew up, showing a barely able to survive. people's passage, and then stepped in.
The passage rotates deeper into the ground, and the air becomes hotter and hotter.
The top room was a lower-class room that Liangchen often rented. He looked at the familiar room numbers and had many thoughts in his mind.
"Back then, Meng'er knew that you were refining weapons and wanted to provide you with the Earth Fire for free use. How could she, that silly girl, do such a thing!
Not to mention whether you will be suspicious, if you accidentally tell it, I am afraid that I will be implicated, so I will give you a half-price discount. But even so, she always blamed me for charging too much. "Chou Qing'er recalled.
"It's a pity that I'm still in the dark. I always thought you were my friend. Haha~" Liangchen laughed bitterly with a self-deprecating look on his face.
"Don't blame Meng'er, she couldn't help it! Because of you, uncle and Qingkong were very angry. She finally promised not to see you before forming the golden elixir, so uncle didn't drive away Ye's shop, otherwise... .
She told me to inform her whenever you come here, and if you can sneak out, I will try my best to see you secretly..."
While the two were talking, they had already reached the uppermost room, a place where good times were rarely visited.
She continued walking forward, stopped in front of the innermost door, and gently inserted a token.
"Boom..." There was a deep voice, and the stone door opened with a bang.
Liangchen only felt his eyes light up!
A heat wave came to my face with a familiar breath!
