"Soup medicine?" Mo xuanchen frowned.
He has not drunk this bitter thing for a long time!!
"Yu'er No pills? "
"The existence of pills is because it can be more convenient to integrate herbs, so that they can play the greatest drug properties, but also good at preservation! Not all herbs can be refined into pills! What you drink is root leaf, lichen fruit, thyme and thorn needle boiled for three hours! This kind of soup is called immortal water, that is to say, it has the magical speed of healing wounds
Ling Luoyu obstinately suggests that Mo xuanchen drink it.
"Only in water can these herbs give full play to their medicinal properties. You will know by drinking them!"
Mo xuanchen could not but frown and drank the medicine soup bitterly.
Danyao entrance, like a cold spring into the body, making him a shock, the whole person is a lot of spirit.
Ling Luoyu fingered Rulan and pointed on the back neck of Mo Xuan dust. With the power of chaos and Yuan spirit, Ling Luoyu locked the properties of immortal water and guided them into the wound on the back of Mo Xuan dust.
A tingling sensation came from the wound, which made him shiver.
"Don't move, it's healing!"
The wound is growing slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As time went by, Ling Luoyu's forehead was dripping with sweat and his face was slightly pale.
This is an invisible game!
She needs to use the power of chaos yuan spirit to catalyze the release of the medicinal properties of the immortal water, and increase their medicinal properties, so as to accelerate the healing of wounds.
Those who can make a heavy blow to Mo Xuan dust will not give up!
If this man follows the trail, it may be another fierce battle.
Ling Luoyu needs him to respond in the best condition!
When the last bit of wound healing, Ling Luoyu's whole person also seems to be in a state of collapse, sinking and falling to the ground.
"Feather son!"
Ling Luoyu fell into the warm arms.
Looking at the man in his arms full of sweat, Mo xuanchen is deeply distressed.
"Why are you so stupid? My little wound is nothing! Why are you so tired of yourself? "
Ling Luoyu shook his head slightly, staring at his eyes.
"I want you to live!"
The heart of Mo Xuan dust is mercilessly painful!
He knows!!
Arm tight, hold her tight in your arms and kiss her on the forehead.
"Stupid thing!"
Ling Luoyu grinned and whispered: "I'm going to sleep for a while..."
The consumption of this mysterious Qi made her almost exhaust all the chaotic yuan spirits, which took more effort than any fight.
Leaning on his chest, Ling Luoyu fell asleep.
In the quiet bamboo house, Mo xuanchen sits on the ground with Ling Luoyu in his arms, motionless.
He was afraid that he would move and startle her.
Holding her, looking at her pale face, the eyes of Mo xuanchen are full of doting, and her lips stick to her forehead and sleep with closed eyes.
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bewildered, Ling Luoyu felt the faint breath on his forehead, moved his mind, and instantly woke up.
Mo xuanchen still kept holding her, half leaning in front of the bamboo bed.
In a flash, Ling Luoyu suddenly wanted to live with him forever.
Regardless of the manghuang people, regardless of the ancient city of Mohism, put aside everything, there are only the two of them, only each other, so they will stay together for the old.
Slightly raised her head, she looked at his perfect side face, could not help but slightly nuosh lips, shallow kiss his chin.
This demon, sleeping is so charming, inviting people to commit crimes!!
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