Chapter 2068： Forge ahead

On the top of Mogui Mountain, Chen Fan sat cross-legged, letting the breeze blow his hair, and letting the morning dew wet his shoulders.

Tweet, who had been shrunk countless times, was resting on the side, opening her eyes from time to time to look at Chen Fan, and then closing her eyes again to fake sleep.

After parting with Ao Xing, the dragon king of the East China Sea Dragon Clan, Chen Fan fell into a coma and didn't know where to go, so he took Chen Fan to the top of Mogui Mountain.

After that, it did not hesitate to consume its true energy to help Chen Fan heal his injuries.

To know Yinglong's true essence is its root, and ordinary people have obtained great benefits.

However, Chen Fan used this power to heal his injuries, which shows how extravagant it is.

Even so, he only regained consciousness after being in a coma for three days, and even though he had regained consciousness, he didn't even have any cultivation base.

Entering a waste person, there is no power to bind a chicken!

The injury he suffered was too severe. As Zubao's Xuanyuan Bow, his strength was definitely not easily resolved.

Even now, even with the help of Ying Long's true essence, Chen Fan only suppressed his cultivation, and barely controlled the corrosive power within his dantian no longer deteriorated.

However, Dan Tian was corroded, and no matter how much spiritual power Chen Fan had in his body, it would be exhausted in an instant.

So now he is no different from a mortal.

There is even worse.

"call..."

After a long sigh, Chen Fan stopped his useless practice, got up slowly, and glanced at the tweet behind him.

Upon seeing this, he immediately said, "Let me send you a little more true essence, so that I can definitely wish you to restore your cultivation."

Chen Fan shook his head when he heard the words: "It's useless, I felt it the last time you sent me true essence. Even if it is true essence, it is impossible to completely repair my injury."

Chen Fan's voice was low and slightly hoarse.

Speaking of it, it has been a long time since he has had such a fierce battle with others, and even he himself did not expect that this time he was injured so badly.

It's a situation where both sides suffer.

Also, after the war that day, Chen Fan fell into a coma and didn't know where Chen Yin went afterwards.

Chi Chi didn't notice the other party either.

Later, Chen Fan had sent Tweet to find Chen Yin, but the other party was no longer there.

No one to live, no corpse to die!

For some reason, Chen Fan always felt that this Chen Yin would be encountered in the future, and might even hinder his future.

However, when I thought that the other party's cultivation base had been abolished by myself, even if I thought about it, it shouldn't cause greater danger.

Chen Fan nodded secretly.

Turning his eyes, looking in the direction of the car's song, he tweeted and asked: "How long have we stayed here?"

Chi Chi tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's probably been a dozen days."

"Hmm..." Two rays of light appeared in Chen Fan's eyes, as if he was tweeting, or mumbling to himself: "It's time to go back, and I don't know how the Chequ is now."

Hearing this, the voice immediately revealed a sense of surprise: "But your cultivation base has not recovered yet, do you need to be so worried?"

"I can't help but worry." Chen Fan said with emotion: "This time I was injured too badly. I don't know if my cultivation level can recover again, so I must be fast, because I am afraid..."

"In case I die prematurely, I will never see my revenge, the day I will come back!"

The voice fell, and Chi Chi was silent.

This time he woke up, he found that Chen Fan's whole person had changed a lot, he didn't have the leisurely care of the past, and he seemed to be carrying more and more things on his back.

He once asked Chen Fan why he has to carry so many things on his back.

Chen Fan's answer is yes.

People will always be accustomed to putting so many things on their shoulders as they grow up, reminding themselves that there are still many things to do.

And Human Race calls this habit...

Forge ahead!

When the morning sun rises, the voice of the dragon spread everywhere, and the race that has disappeared in the long river of history for millions of years has reappeared.

Perhaps if someone looks up at this moment, they can see Yinglong flying over Kyushu.

But they will definitely not find that there is a man standing on top of Ying Long's head.

A man with his hands on his back, seemingly stalwart!