Ji Huan was in a coma and still hadn't woken up.

She was wearing a white undershirt and lay there quietly, her face pale, as if she was wearing a mourning dress, completely lifeless. Only the occasional slight tremor of her eyelashes could make her feel that she was still alive.

She loves the color red alone. That's the color of blood, and it's the color of flowers. When she wore red, she felt her blood boiling and her aura was full of energy. When he returned, he was so injured that he didn't have time to change into clean home clothes, so he only took off his red robe, which was stained by his coat.

Ji Huan is naturally beautiful, and it is so beautiful that the country and the city are overwhelmed, without powder, people can not breathe, and everything in the world seems to be eclipsed.

When she wears a red robe, she is really good-looking, domineering, evil, warm and charming.

At this time, he was sleeping heavily in a white underwear, his black hair was spread, his facial features were exquisite, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his ice muscles and jade bones, and the whole person seemed to reveal a crystal clear luster. It seems that the empty valley orchid has a holy and tranquil taste. Just like the many ethereal fairies I saw in the Heavenly Palace before.

But there is also a kind of agility and strangeness. That's a temperament unique to Ji Fan.

Such a dreamlike, quiet and serene feeling that makes people ashamed of themselves, he has never seen it in Ji Huan. In his deep sleep, he seems to open his eyes and wake up at any time, and the corners of his mouth will hook up and smile at any time.

Wutian's body and mind trembled like never before. If that's what the saying goes, if you move your heart and break the vows. Now, he really felt this strong motivation.

It's just that the palm of her right hand is broken.

The only imperfection. And it should have been perfect.

There is pain in the heart, and there is more anger.

"Ji Huan, I have avenged you. That slut is the medicine that will save you right away. Believe me. ”

After speaking, Wutian's hand lovingly stroked Ji Huan's smooth forehead and combed the hair on her forehead. Looking at her severed palm steadily, he slowly put her arm into the quilt, stayed by her side, and closed his eyes.

His divine consciousness entered the Ding Zhong again, only to see that Bai Yun in the Ding Zhong was completely unconscious, his limbs were weak, and the Soul Shattering Grass in the medicinal soup began to take effect. There is also a black robe on the side to guard it wholeheartedly. He was completely relieved and withdrew his senses.

Bai Yun was so violent, and he gnawed all kinds of elixir treasures and threw them around. But after all, even if it is all integrated into her body, I am afraid that the pill made will have a better effect. Just like making braised chicken thighs, you need to cut a few knives on the legs first, and put some diced meat, shiitake mushrooms, bamboo shoots and the like in the belly of the chicken to make it more fragrant and flavorful. The same is true for boiling elixirs.

Since the flesh and blood of the nine-tailed fox has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Maybe Ji Huan's severed palm can be regenerated by rubbing it with medicinal juice.

Wutian's always indifferent face faintly had a faint smile.

The black robe guarding next to the Ding also stared at the Ding with a cloudy expression at this time.

He saw with his own eyes that Master Wutian had put in so many rare medicinal herbs. Many medicinal herbs themselves have the miraculous effects of prolonging life, reviving the dead, and flesh and bones.

If it's just to let Ji Huan grow a new palm, just use these medicinal herbs directly. Or a spell, or cut off a Terran woman, and just take someone else's hand. He didn't understand why Wutian had to spend so much elixir to stew this little fox together.

What a waste of good stuff.

The black robe began to think about it.

In the decisive battle between the Heavenly Court and the Buddha Realm in the joint counterattack against the Heavenless, he was jointly attacked and killed by the disciples of Emperor Jun of Donghua Mountain, Biyou Fairy and Erlang God. Later, although he was resurrected by Master Wutian again, the actual effect was really not good.

First, Master Wutian was killed by Sun Wukong and died nine times and barely survived, and then Master's divine power was not as good as before. The second resurrection itself is more difficult than the first resurrection. Therefore, the two are superimposed, and the ability of the black robe in all aspects is much worse than before. How could he, who had once walked sideways within the Three Realms, accept this?

Wutian's prohibition in Dingkou is only useful for a little demon like Bai Yun, and it is not at all defenses for the disciple's black robe. The black robe separated a wisp of divine sense to probe Bai Yun in the ding. Seeing that Bai Yun had completely fainted, she could also see that the juice of the Soul Crushing Grass had entered her body and played a role. The medicinal herbs in the jar were also gnawed by Bai Yun.

But unexpectedly, there is still a huge dragon head left. It was still intact by this time. The eyes are closed, and the treasure is solemn. At first glance, it is an old dragon king who has achieved cultivation.

The black robe was happy in his heart, but he was in trouble again.

If the prohibition of the Dingkou is not broken, this dragon head will turn into powder and fall into the Dingzhong as soon as it is approached. It was easy for him to break Master's prohibition. It's just that the ban is broken, and he can't completely restore it. Because each caster, will leave a mark on the prohibition, which is equivalent to a seal.

After only a split second of hesitation, he made a decision. Let's do it first.

After all, he was a great disciple of Wutian, and he was born and died for his master. Even if he eats the head of the Jinghe Dragon King, the master should not do anything to him. After all, the master-apprentice relationship is there.

However, when he tried to open the top cover, he found that it weighed as much as a thousand pounds and did not move. His familiar voice came into his ears: "Black robe." ”

"Master......" The black robe was shocked and secretly annoyed. Look up. Master's avatar appeared in mid-air, blue-purple, dreamlike.

It turned out that Wutian left a wisp of divine consciousness in the prohibition of Dinggai.

"It's also for you. Good student care. Stay up for seven days and seven nights. Don't cut off the purple gas. Wutian's voice was still faint, but he could hear concern.

"Yes!" The black robe felt a little ashamed in his heart, and bowed to the void with his fists.

In an instant, the blue-purple projection in the air disappeared. As if it had never been there.

The black robe's expression was relieved, and he was a little annoyed. Wutian knows his mind well. It's just seven days and seven nights. It's horrible. I still have to stare at this broken ding for so long. I sighed unconsciously, feeling too bored.

Bai Yun is not pretending yet, but is really unconscious. Not exactly what Soul Shattering Grass does. It's that it's too much to eat, and it's something that is a strong tonic. The body couldn't bear it, so he fell into a coma.

A steady stream of purple qi gathered in the ding, turning into a mysterious power.

Divine light flashed, and purple thunder appeared in the ding. Reflecting the glittering, fluttering liquid of medicine. It turned out to be like a picture of the sea of stars.

There was a rumbling sound, and the thunder was woven into a fine net, wrapping Bai Yun floating in the liquid medicine in it. That's probably what a modern air fryer means.

Bai Yun's eyes were closed and unconscious. By this time she had entered a void dream, dreaming of strange sights, strange people.

The center of his eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a bright blue light shot out, crashing into a web of thunder. Her eyebrows shook, and purple lightning poured into Bai Yun's eyebrows along the bright blue pillar of light.

The purple qi under the ding was carefully guarded by the black robe, and it flowed continuously. The purple lightning that entered Bai Yun's eyebrows also flowed.

A vague force overflowed from Bai Yun's body, very weak at first, and very slowly growing larger, but that power seemed to be endless.

The temperature in Dingli is getting higher and higher, and more and more medicinal liquid is transpired into water vapor, enveloping Bai Yun and surging violently. Even so, the potion seemed to be endless, and even though the dings were completely filled with water vapor, the potion remained as much as it had been at the beginning.