"No fun."

Muziyan said angrily, then raised his hand to poke his finger at ye Ziheng's forehead.

But before he did, ye Ziheng unconsciously stepped back and let him poke a blank.

"What are you hiding from? I won't kill you. I just want to give you something."

Said, once again toward ye Ziheng's forehead poked past.

And ye Ziheng, although still some resistance, but also bear to let his finger poke his forehead.

Then, a message came into ye Ziheng's mind. Ye Ziheng opened it directly and found that it was the coordinate point of a map.

"This man is called Chihuang. He is very angry. Find her, old woman, and she will teach you how to break through the unique situation." With that, he got up and flew to the high platform to pick up he Xiaan. Then he floated to ye Ziheng's side and handed over he Xiaan to ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng takes over he Xiaan, and immediately feels that the whole suspended heart is safe.

"Cheyenne, Cheyenne."

Ye Ziheng gently shakes he Xiaan, and softly cries his name.

But half a day later, he Xiaan did not have any reaction. Then ye Ziheng saw two bite marks on the back of he Xiaan's hand.

Ye Ziheng looks up at Mu Ziyan vaguely, and the expression of ferocity appears on his face again.

"Don't look at me. It's not me. I'm a phantom. I can't hurt people. It's the mausoleum guarding animals that bite me. I want to help detoxify, but I don't have the ability."

Ye Ziheng stared at Mu Ziyan for a long time, but at last he had to snort coldly, and then said.

"How to detoxify."

"Just give him the power of transmission, not too much, maybe a little bit in a day, and she will recover completely in about two months."

"What will happen if there is no treatment?"

"If you are light, you will be comatose for several months. If you are heavy, you will burp directly."

Hearing this, ye Ziheng did not dare to delay. He quickly put the words on the ground, and then began to transmit a thin spiritual force to he Xiaan's body.

Muziyan asked the huge ant to lift down the chair on the high platform, and then sat next to ye Ziheng and he Xiaan and watched them quietly.

"Can you stay away from us?"

Ye Ziheng is not used to being looked at like this.

But Muzi Yan is very shameless.

"I didn't disturb you again. Besides, this is my place. I'll be where I want to be. It's none of your business."

Ye Ziheng really wants to fight this bastard after hearing this, but he Xiaan's current situation makes him calm down and try not to deal with this bastard.

In this way, day after day, ye Ziheng has continuously delivered two months of holy power to he Xia'an. In one afternoon, he Xia'an slowly woke up.

"Here, where is it?"

He Xiaan said, looked up and saw ye Ziheng. He couldn't help but was stunned, but he soon thought of something. His eyes turned red in a flash and he hugged ye Ziheng and cried.

And ye Ziheng also understands he Xiaan's mood very well. After all, after so long, he can finally meet the familiar people, no matter who they are, they will cry for sure.

But at this time, ye Ziheng's eyes suddenly appeared a systematic information, almost let him go on the spot!