The little fairy boy looked at Nanchen who was sitting in the formation, and asked Yaojun with a worried face, "Master, master, do you really want to help Nanchenjun take the spinal cord essence blood?"

Yaojun shook his head while swinging the dust in his hand, "He is too hard, I have already rejected him just now, who knows that he provoked the golden pestle next to my medicine furnace and started it directly, if I don't quickly invite him into the battle to help him get this spinal cord essence blood, I'm afraid he will die today." How can I take care of it?"

The little fairy boy trembled, this Nanchen Divine Monarch was also stiff, the spinal cord essence and blood, he even had to take it himself, it was really a lifeless lord, no wonder he won a bloody battle with the demon clan five thousand years ago, and met such a determined and courageous person, not to mention the demon clan, even if he started a war with the heavenly clan, I am afraid that few people would dare to be tough on him.

The golden medicine pestle slowly rose into the air, and Nanchen was like a mortal, all the aura around his body was gathered, and he sat calmly in the array. The golden medicine pestle slowly pierced into Nanchen's backbone, penetrating deep into the flesh and bone marrow, a trace of sweat oozed from Nanchen's forehead, and he pursed his lips tightly, without even frowning.

The sound of flesh and bone piercing was clear in his ears, and Yaojun stared at Nanchen tightly, afraid that he couldn't stand it, but he didn't expect Nanchen to sit quietly, not moving a single bit.

Yaojun was frightened, what kind of endurance and courage this is, the golden medicine pestle pierced into Nanchen's spine little by little, seeing that it had already entered a third, Nanchen clenched his fists, and the joints between his fingers turned white, but he still didn't move at all, and he didn't make a sound.

Yaojun chanted the spell, and the golden medicine pestle began to draw out Nanchen's spinal essence blood, Nanchen straightened his back in pain, Yaojun waved the dust, and the golden medicine pestle flew into his hand.

Yaojun hurriedly urged the formation to help Nanchen stop the loss of Jingyuan, "Go and help Junshang." ”

The little fairy boy hurriedly ran to the formation to support Nanchen. Nanchen slowly raised his eyes, even if his cultivation was as advanced as him, he couldn't support it after spending so much effort for a few days in a row.

But he still held on and waved his hand at Yaojun, "I don't care, I implore Yaojun to open the furnace...... cough ......" Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty!" said the little fairy boy on the side hurriedly.

"No, no problem. Nanchen said to him lightly, raising his hand to wipe the blood from his lips. He looked up at Yaojun.

Yao Jun looked at Nanchen, sighed and said, "You go to rest for a while with my little boy, I will add this spinal cord essence blood into the furnace, and it only takes three incense sticks to refine it." ”

"Nanchen, thank you Yaojun. Nanchen encouraged himself to stand up and made a gesture towards Yaojun.

Yaojun took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Nanchen, "This is the golden pill refined by the old man, I originally wanted to keep it for myself, but now I will cheapen you." ”

Nanchen shook his head, "This golden pill is so precious, Nanchen can't accept it." ”

Yaojun stuffed the porcelain bottle into Nanchen's hand, "Hurry up and take it for a while, although I don't have any other skills, I still have the ability to refine a golden pill, and now that you are in such a body, what else do you shirk from the old man!"

Nanchen hesitated for a moment, "Then thank you Yaojun." ”

"Let's go and rest. Yaojun waved his hand at the little fairy boy who was helping Nanchen, and the little fairy child nodded and helped Nanchen out of the alchemy room.

Yao Jun took out the essence blood of Nanchen's spinal cord in the golden medicine pestle, put it into a copper-colored medicine furnace, and pinched the magic formula in his hand. The copper-colored medicine furnace slowly emitted a purple light, and after a while, the purple light turned cyan again, and the medicine monarch continued to change the magic formula in his hand, and the light around the copper furnace kept changing with the magic formula.

Nanchen took the two immortal medicines he had obtained from Yaojun and hurried back to Shaoyang Mansion.

"Your Majesty, you're back. Hetong looked at Nanchen with a pale face, "Your Majesty, why is your face so ugly?"

Nanchen waved his hand, "It's nothing, Xiao Qi is okay?"

Xiao Qi had been asleep, muttering the name of the king. Crane Tong said, still a little worried, "Your Majesty, are you really okay?"

"It's fine. Nanchen nodded at Hetong, "You go out first, and I'll give Xiao Qi medicine." ”

Although Hetong was still worried in his heart, it was indeed Xiao Qi's injury that was more anxious now, "Yes, Your Majesty." I, I'm standing guard at the door, and if you have any command, call me. ”

Nanchen nodded, and Crane Tong turned and walked out of the room, closing the door.

Nanchen helped Mo Qi to sit up, and Mo Qi leaned weakly on Nanchen's shoulder.

Nanchen fed Mo Qi the Hundred Turns Immortal Elixir, paused, withdrew Mo Qi's clothes under her shoulders, and slowly smeared the colorful glass paste on her shoulders.

Nanchen frowned, what should I do with the injuries on my body. Looking at Mo Qi's bloodless face, if he didn't take the medicine in time, the wound would probably get worse and worse.

Nanchen closed his eyes, took off Mo Qi's coat, applied the ointment to the palm of his hand, and used his true qi to help Mo Qi apply the medicine little by little. With her feelings, she felt that it was almost over, so she put on Mo Qi's clothes, opened her eyes, helped Mo Qi lie down, and helped her tuck the quilt. Turned out of the screen, lit another soul-warming incense, and then walked out of the house.

Hetong looked at Nanchen who came out and said, "Your Majesty, is Xiao Qi better?"

"I just took the medicine, and according to Yaojun, I will wake up in three days. ”

"Your Excellency, you, how do you feel?" said Crane Boy's worried face.

"It's okay, I'll go back to my room and rest for a day. After a pause, "Qingxia Yuanjun is still in the mansion?"

Crane Tong shook his head, "When Jun went up to the Nine Heavens, Qingxia Yuanjun left. ”

Nanchen nodded, "You are guarding here, if there is any movement in the room, go and call Benjun." ”

"Yes. ”

Nanchen returned to the room to meditate and rest, and for two days, he came to see Mo Qi in the morning, fed her medicine, and went back to the room to continue meditating.

The entire Shaoyang Mansion also became unusually quiet.

On the third day, Mo Qi finally woke up leisurely.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Nanchen for the first time.

"Nanchen ......" Mo Qi's voice was hoarse.

"Do you want to drink some water?" Nanchen helped Mo Qi sit up.

Mo Qi nodded. Nanchen brought her a glass of water and fed her two sips.

Mo Qi chuckled.

"Laugh at something. Nanchen looked at her.

Mo Qi shook his head, "I was thinking, I always seem to be injured and taken care of by you." ”

Nanchen sighed, "If it weren't for your playfulness and leaving my sight, how could this happen." ”

Mo Qi pouted, "It's not that you didn't follow me." ”

Nanchen raised his eyebrows, Mo Qi raised his hand and gently placed it between Nanchen's eyebrows, "It seems that I haven't seen you raise your eyebrows for a long time." ”

Nanchen was stunned.

Mo Qi also seemed to feel that his move was inappropriate, so he hurriedly put his hand down and lowered his eyes, "I, I ......"

"You wait for your injuries to get better, and start cultivating with me, your cultivation is too low, and you can't even protect yourself. Nanchen raised his hand and lightly tapped her forehead.

"What, what?, cultivation?" Mo Qi couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of the past 1,500 years of cultivating with the Taixu True Person. He whimpered and lay down again. "I don't think I'm going to get better. ”

Nanchen chuckled. In the past few days, for the first time, I felt a sense of steadiness in my heart, although Mo Qi's face still looked a little pale, but as long as she could wake up, as long as she recuperated well, it wouldn't be long before she was alive again.

Mo Qi peeked at Nanchen, seeing the smile on the corner of his mouth, a warmth surged in his heart, and he couldn't help laughing. The action of laughing was a little big, which touched the wound, and Mo Qi grinned again, ouch.

Nanchen was helpless, "Your wound is not completely healed, don't get carried away again." ”

Mo Qi gasped and looked at Nanchen with tears in his eyes, "Nan, Nanchen, the wound on my shoulder is easy to understand, the wound on my body," his eyes rolled, "There is no little fairy in our house, so how did I get this medicine?"

Nanchen's face was embarrassed, and he turned his head and coughed twice. When he turned his head again, he saw Mo Qi staring at him with big eyes.

"You are too seriously injured, when I brought you back, you were already in the original body, and you don't need to use Xiao Xian'e to drug a little civet cat. Nanchen said with a flat face.

Mo Qi nodded, "That's what I said." He said to Nanchen as if he thought of something, "Eh, by the way, I was captured by Qianyu, how did you find me, and the jade pendant you gave me, I don't know when it fell off." ”

Nanchen took the jade pendant out of his sleeve and handed it to Mo Qi, "You are my pet, it is not difficult to find you, you can put away this jade pendant, don't drop it easily next time." ”

Mo Qi stretched out his hand to take it, his expression a little gloomy.

"What's wrong?" Nanchen looked at Mo Qi, who was obviously a little depressed. "But the wound hurts?"

Mo Qi shook her head, sniffled, lowered her head, the broken hair on her forehead covered her expression, and she was playing with the jade pendant in her hand.

Nanchen thought that it was because he blamed her, so she was a little unhappy. He added, "I don't blame you for being arrested this time, it's a deliberate act by someone with a heart, don't blame yourself too much." ”

Mo Qi thought to himself, what do I have to blame myself, I am a victim, not to mention that I have no cultivation now, even if my more than 2,000 years of cultivation are all here, an immortal, a demon prince, they collaborate to harm me, I can't stop it.

"Well, I know. Mo Qi's voice was muffled.

"Then you should have a good rest first, but what do you want to eat?" trout?" Nanchen said.

"Nanchen, my injury seems to be quite serious this time, what did you use to heal me?" he raised his arm and sniffed it, "This ointment doesn't taste like an ordinary immortal medicine, where did you get it?" Mo Qi is a princess of the beaver clan, she can still smell one or two of the medicine in the heavenly realm, the rules of the Nine Heavens have always been very strict, and there are at least seven or eight kinds of medicinal materials in this ointment, which are not found anywhere else except the heavenly realm, so this medicine must have been refined by the Medicine King.

Nanchen gently flicked his sleeves, and said lightly: "It's the medicine of the Heavenly Clan, there were frequent wars before, and I was inevitably fighting everywhere as a surveyor of the Heavenly Qin, and the Emperor of Heaven gave it, but I didn't use it, and this time you were injured and just used it." ”

"......" Mo Qi swallowed his saliva and said without giving up: "Then, such a precious medicine, you said that you would use it for me?"

"I don't have much of a chance to use it anyway. ”

"......" Mo Qi gritted his teeth, "I mean, such a precious medicine! I, I'm just your pet, what are you doing with me!" I don't know if it's because of the wound or the grievance in my heart, my voice is crying.

Nanchen was a little puzzled, raised his eyebrows, "What kind of tantrum?" and his tone was soft, "Look, it's a wound again, didn't I say it......"

"What do you say, don't speak! You go out!" Mo Qi shouted with a crying voice, covering his face in the quilt.

"Uh......" Nanchen was choked, his face was a little scornful, but he felt that Mo Qi's move was a little funny from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but reach out and pat Mo Qi's back, and chuckled: "Okay, okay, I'll go out, then you have a good rest first, I asked Hetong to stay outside the door, if you have anything, call him." ”

Mo Qi didn't speak, Nanchen looked at her curled up, the little one, and a soft feeling was born in his heart, Nanchen was stunned for a moment, how could he have this feeling? Shaking his head slightly, no wonder people in the heavenly realm are good at raising immortal pets, raising a pet, it is such an interesting thing.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Mo Qi lifted his face from the quilt and craned his neck to look out. Confirm that Nanchen has indeed left. Mo Qi sat up cautiously.

Nanchen is a big fool, a big fool! Even if he really saved himself as lightly as he said, all he wanted to hear was how he saved himself by going through layers of obstacles with great difficulty, and how he went to the Heavenly Palace to ask for medicine for himself! Even if he didn't, he would make it up a little! Mo Qi thought angrily.

Woo woo woo ~ Mo Qi buried his face in the quilt again and began to reflect, is it too tactful for me to pursue Nanchen? Mo Qi gently rubbed the position of his shoulder, it seems that I am going to change the way I pursue Nanchen!