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Once Xia He entered the System Space, he immediately collapsed onto the ground. After Xia He had completely calmed down, he started to check on Meng Yang's injuries, no matter if it was before or after, Meng Yang's body had almost recovered to an inch, let alone his internal organs, but from the looks of it, Meng Yang's Nascent Soul should still be in the Sea of Consciousness, and it seemed like Xia He's Nascent Soul was not injured at all. Only cultivators with a body that had not been harmed, would be fine as long as their Nascent Soul was not damaged. Meng Yang's body had already completely collapsed, but Nascent Soul was still okay, this was not considered death.

After confirming that Meng Yang was alright, Xia He also heaved a sigh of relief. However, with Meng Yang's injuries being so severe, Xia He's body had almost completely collapsed, making it impossible for Meng Yang to recover quickly by himself, but right now, Xia He didn't have that much time left. After all, Mun Xirou was still outside, and although it looked like there wasn't much danger, some old geezer would definitely jump out and deal with him.

Xia He had thought of all the ways to quickly recover from his injuries, but there was no way to make a difference in this situation. "What do we do, what do we do …" Xia He was sweating anxiously, but he still did not have a good idea.

"ROAR!" "Aooo!" Just then, Little Ting suddenly walked in front of Xia He, stuck out her cute little tongue and wagged her tail at Meng Yang.

"You are …" Little Ting? Why are you here? Can you save the Young Master? "

ROAR!" "Aooo!" "Little Ting cried out with his childish voice before turning into a ray of golden light that flew into Meng Yang's body. Meng Yang's body also began to emit a faint golden light. At the same time, the cracks on Meng Yang's body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Really …" "Useful?" In Xia He's eyes, Little Ting had always been an existence of a weapon, a thing that was defined as a weapon, and yet it could actually heal injuries. This kind of change really did not allow Xia He to change his course of action at all, and although Little Ting's treatment speed was extremely fast, it still required some time before he could completely heal Meng Yang and also wake him up.

Xia He gently carried Meng Yang onto Little Ling's bed while he looked at Meng Yang by the side of the bed. Unknowingly, Xia He had actually slowly fallen asleep, and by the time Xia He opened his eyes again, Meng Yang's injuries had more or less recovered. He was so calm that his eyes were closed and his chest was moving up and down rhythmically, as if he was asleep.

"Cough cough …" "Cough cough …" Meng Yang suddenly let out a hurried cough, he stared straight at Meng Yang, and did not even dare to breathe too loudly, and finally, Meng Yang slowly opened his eyes under Xia He's attentive gaze. Meng Yang's eyes were filled with confusion, "I … "Where is this place?"

"Young, young master …" Xia He covered his mouth with his hands, trying hard not to make a sound, "Wa! Young Master, you've finally woken up. Xia He immediately threw himself into Meng Yang's embrace and started crying.

"You are …" Xia He? "Hiss ~ ~ My head hurts." Meng Yang struggled to sit up, but the slightest movement would result in severe pain.

"Young Master, slow down. I'll help you up." In the end, Meng Yang barely managed to sit up with Xia He's help.

"Why am I here? "Also, what happened to me?"

"Gongzi, you still have the nerve to say those words? At that time, I already told you not to go, but you still charged up."

"Oh right, where's Xirou? How is Xirou? Also, where are the two Asura King s? " Meng Yang had also suddenly recovered his senses. At that time, Meng Yang had rushed forward to meet Mun Xirou in danger with his life on the line.

"Young master, don't worry, Xirou is fine. Those two Asura King s were also killed by Xirou, don't worry, right now you are still worried about yourself."

"Is that so? It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine, then, where is Xirou now? "

"Aiya, I've already said it, Young Noble should worry about yourself first. Look at how you have turned out, do you know that the Asura King's slap had directly caused your body to collapse? I dare say that if he had used even a little more force, Young Noble would have most likely been smashed to pieces. Why are you still worrying about Xirou?"

"Blast it? Hiss ~ ~ "Mun Xirou took a deep breath and patted his forehead," My head hurts, I really can't remember. Oh right, what happened to my body? What is this? " Meng Yang looked at the golden light on his body. He really did not know what this golden light was, and only felt that his body was warm and comfortable from the golden light.

"Hehe, ah, it will come out once young master's injuries completely recover. Before that, young master should just wait patiently."

"What is it? You're still so secretive to me? "

"Aiya ~ Young Master, don't ask anymore. You'll know when the time comes."

"Fine, then I won't ask. Why am I here?"

"You, ah, I stole it from Xirou's hands."

"From Xirou's hands? "What do you mean?"

"You don't know, Xirou was just so fierce, no matter who it is, as long as they dare to get close to Sir, no matter who it is, they will be turned into ice and burned to ashes by Xirou. Only I am able to get slightly closer to Xirou, if not, I really do not know what Sir will do."

"Turned into ice and then into ashes by Xirou? What and what? I can still understand why you were turned into ice, but why were you turned into ice and then burned to ashes? What is this and what is this? "

"Aiya ~ ~ Young Master shouldn't ask so much, just wait until your injuries are completely healed before you go and take a look yourself. But young master needs to prepare yourself, Xirou doesn't seem to be the same as before."

"Become different? What happened to her? Speak clearly. "

Xia He shook his head slightly, "I don't know how to describe this either. Xirou doesn't seem to know anyone anymore, and his appearance has changed quite a bit."

"You don't know anyone anymore?" Meng Yang frowned, "Could it be that he went berserk again? Is it like last time? "

"No, it's different. Xirou seems very calm now, it's just that he doesn't want anyone to get close to him. If he really went berserk, I wouldn't have the chance to snatch you away from Xirou's hands."