Cheng Huan's heart suddenly became vigilant.

I don't know what kind of opponent Ouyang Gurong encountered, and he actually exhausted all the true yuan power in his body.

Fortunately, there is Cheng Huan here to replenish his true yuan power, if he is an ordinary person, even if he has a deep enough spiritual cultivation, it is impossible to supplement the true yuan power of Ouyang Gurong's cultivation of magic skills.

Feeling the aura in his body flowing into Ouyang Gurong's body, Cheng Huan's face was unusually peaceful and quiet.

I still remember that when she and Ouyang Gurong practiced magic skills ten years ago, at the last moment, Ouyang Gurong was able to pour everything into Cheng Huan's body with all the magic skills in his body.

Ten years later, the situation at that time was reversed again, and Cheng Huan returned all the absorbed spiritual power to Ouyang Gurong.

Fortunately, both of them have good thoughts in their hearts, and they can both give everything they have for each other.

Therefore, such a seemingly terrifying magic skill is just an opportunity for the two to improve each other.

In this way, about half an hour passed, and the aura in Cheng Huan's body had been washed and absorbed by Ouyang Gurong.

Cheng Huan, who had lost his spiritual cultivation, couldn't control himself for a while, so he could only sit softly on the edge of the bed.

The man lying on the bed opened a pair of narrow black eyes with a slight tremble.

In it, it was filled with new power.

Fang Yi woke up and felt the new and clean aura circulating in his body, and Ouyang Gurong knew what was happening.

Before his hands and feet could move flexibly, Ouyang Gurong had to lie on the bed and call anxiously: "Huan'er! ”

Through the moon-white veil, Cheng Huan's face showed a beautiful smile.

It is such a beautiful thing to be able to give unreservedly for the beloved.

Because of the extreme consumption of spiritual power in his body, Cheng Huan's originally pale complexion became more and more pale, as if it was so white that it was about to disappear transparently.

Ouyang Gurong raised his hands with difficulty, and held Cheng Huan's small hand with all his might, for fear that as soon as he relaxed a little, Cheng Huan would disappear in front of him.

"Rong, I'm fine." Cheng Huan also struggled to hold Ouyang Gurong's big hands, and said with a little difficulty.

"Huan'er, you ......" Ouyang Gurong's eyes were full of light, but looking at Cheng Huan who was close at hand, he didn't know what to say for a while.

He didn't expect that Cheng Huan would give up his spiritual power for him.

"That's what you paid for me ten years ago, and now is the time you need it." Cheng Huan didn't have much emotional fluctuations, except for the loss of the strength around him, there didn't seem to be anything else unusual.

Ouyang Gurong's eyes looked around with complicated eyes, and the effect of the magic skill was completely paid.

So it stands to reason that at this moment, Cheng Huan should be able to absorb the essence of heaven and earth around him to replenish the depleted spiritual power in his body.

But after a small half of the moment, there was no sign of Cheng Huan's spiritual power restoring.

This time, Ouyang Gurong's narrow black eyes tightened slightly, and he looked around, with a bit of searching.

"Hundreds of bones have been buried here, and there is no accumulated aura for a long time." As if knowing what Ouyang Gurong was looking for, Cheng Huan tightened his jade hands and said softly.

At the beginning of the infusion of spiritual power, Cheng Huan already knew that such a situation would occur.

"Mother! Daddy! It was at this moment that a crisp child's voice broke the atmosphere between the two and broke in.

Although it was difficult, Cheng Huan still stood aside, smiling softly to greet the young children who pushed away and broke in.

Seeing that Cheng Huan and Ouyang Gurong were fine, Tianjun's nervous petite face also stretched out, and happily threw himself into Cheng Huan's arms.

Cheng Huan didn't dodge, he stood in place with great difficulty, letting the little child hug his waist and call for himself happily.

It was when Tianjun pounced on Cheng Huan that a touch of blood red on his neck suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

Without thinking much about it, Cheng Huan exerted his strength with both hands, and used the remaining strength of his body to tightly hold Tianjun.

And at this moment, Ouyang Gurong, who was lying quietly on the bed, saw a rainbow light shining like a qiē, which continued to flow into Cheng Huan's body.

Cheng Huan also felt the strangeness of his body, and that burst of rainbow light did not seem to have any offensive intent, but had an indescribable feeling of comfort.

Only then did Cheng Huan gradually relax his hands that were holding Tianjun, and let the warm brilliance flow into his body bit by bit.

At this time, Cheng Huan already knew what kind of power this rainbow light came from.

The heart of the Demon King, which is infused with the essence of the ancient heaven and earth, has the ability to restore the spiritual cultivation of cultivators endlessly.

Now the spiritual cultivation in Cheng Huan's body has been exhausted, so when he comes into contact with the heart of the demon king, he will burst out with such a powerful energy.

Feeling the energy flowing back into his body little by little, Cheng Huan lightly pulled Tianjun and sat down next to the bed, and sat up quietly.

After about a quarter of an hour, Cheng Huan's closed eyes trembled slightly, opening in the concerned eyes of Tianjun and Ouyang Gurong.

"I didn't expect the legend to be true, it is said that the heart of the demon king can restore endless spiritual ability." Only then did Cheng Huan stretch out his jade hand and lovingly rub Tianjun's head, and said softly.

Seeing Cheng Huan's pale face gradually becoming more rosy, Ouyang Gurong, who had already sat up, put back his hanging heart.

The magic power of the Demon King's heart not only filled Cheng Huan's body with spiritual cultivation, but even Ouyang Gurong on one side was sheltered, and his unconscious limbs recovered much faster.

Cheng Huan felt a burst of refreshment around him, but a dull pain in his heart suddenly swept over.

The sudden pain stirred Cheng Huan's heart, and Cheng Huan, who had always been calm and calm, couldn't help curling up a pair of spasmodic jade hands in front of him, tightly covering his chest with sharp stinging pain.

"Huan'er!" Seeing this, Ouyang Gurong hurriedly stretched out a pair of big hands to stabilize Cheng Huan.

As soon as the big hand with distinct bones turned, a Qingbi Dan was fed into Cheng Huan's pink lips.

"Nan'er...... Nan'er ...... Target...... Life...... Before the intermittent sentence of ...... was finished, Cheng Huan's eyes closed heavily, leaving only a trace of extremely painful expression on his face through the white veil.

Ouyang Gurong's eyes suddenly became cold again, how long would the old eunuch who was personally planning this qiē torture them.

"Daddy, mother, kiss her......" Tianjun witnessed Cheng Huan fainting, and he was flustered for a while, not knowing what to do.

"It's okay, it'll be fine in a while, you are guarding your mother here, and I'll go and call Suzaku to come over for treatment." Ouyang Gurong familiarly lay Cheng Huan down on the bed, and whispered to Tianjun.

Seeing that the situation was like this, Tianjun, who usually looked like a naughty child, also restrained his appearance and nodded calmly.

After the entrustment, Ouyang Gurong turned around and strode towards the outside of the house.

Summoning Suzaku to treat Cheng Huan is only secondary.

What Ouyang Gurong really had to do was to inspect the situation of the three armies, and immediately return to the dynasty after arranging a number of people.

As the so-called unbearable and no longer bearable, even if the father-in-law has repeatedly acted recklessly, it has already exceeded the bottom line that Ouyang Gurong can endure in his heart.

If it weren't for the tight military situation in northern Xinjiang, I was afraid that Ouyang Gurong would have already stabbed the old eunuch named Chenghuan who was injured three times and five times.