Chapter 216

Late at night.

The light in front of him is dim and warm, the figure in the eyes is slender and soft, the side face is delicate, and the gaze is focused.

The eyes are peaceful, and the years are quiet.

"Ziyue?" The low voice was full of doubt, as if it was still wondering why one second it was still in the Stygian Hellfire, and the next second it was home?

"Awake?" Ziyue was only wearing a thin coat, and there were bottles and jars of monographs in his hand to treat him.

If you want to talk about the types of injuries, burns and frostbite are undoubtedly the two most difficult types of injuries to deal with, the former is infection if you are not careful, and a large area of skin necrosis, and the latter is paralysis if you are not careful, and a large area of tissue necrosis, in short, they are all masters who are about to amputate their limbs if they are not careful, so before Mo Wenjun wakes up and urges his spiritual power to protect himself, Ziyue has to take care of it so carefully.

There was a faint cool aroma around the end of his nose, and the numb limbs seemed to be not only the cause of the injury, but also because he was wrapped in a thick layer of ointment, and Zi Yue was tirelessly prescribing the medicine to him over and over again.

"How did I get back?" Someone seems to have fished themselves out of the Hellfire?

"The Immortal Monarch brought you back in the Hellfire, and the Palace Master sent you back with many others." So you're making big news again?

Mo Wenjun didn't care about Ziyue's words, thinking about the location before he fell into a coma, he couldn't help but smile: "Now it should be called the Immortal Emperor of Xiaoyao." ”

That's not a place where Xuan Xian can hold up...... Even if it's a Nine Rank Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal, it's not okay!

Ziyue obviously wanted to bypass this name but heard it again, but fortunately, it was only a slight pause and was not noticed by Mo Wenjun: "One door and three immortal emperors, it's time to congratulate their family." ”

Zhang Daoren has two elder brothers, both of whom are god-level figures, and now they are all immortal emperor cultivators, because the background is too deep, so he has been living very chic in the past, and he doesn't care about cultivation when he goes out every day.

Now I don't know if it's the prodigal son who turned back or how to drop, but he suddenly became diligent and stepped into the immortal emperor level silently.

"Ziyue, go back and prepare a congratulatory gift." Mo Wenjun said as if he had suddenly thought of something.

Ziyue's long-tested psychological quality couldn't help but stiffen, and she smiled bitterly in her heart, it seems that Mo Wenjun is real, and he didn't find it! But this is a courtesy exchange, Zi Yue has no reason to refuse, a year ago, when the Mo Wen Army broke through the Immortal Emperor and they got married, Zhang Daoren's generous gift was the heaviest among everyone. This time, thanks to him for getting Mo Wenjun back, Ziyue naturally couldn't be taken lightly.

Maybe Ziyue's strangeness was too obvious, so Mo Wenjun found out: "What's wrong?" ”

"I'm thinking, isn't Erlang Shensun Dasheng Nezha unable to beat him? Then the Immortal Emperor is about to be proud. "With Ziyue's ability, it would be too fake to be stumped by the congratulatory gift, and she didn't want to say anything about Zhang Daoren in front of Mo Wenjun or anything like what she might think about herself, so she could only bring it.

Mo Wenjun really didn't see it: "You are wrong, they are all people standing on the edge, they want to take a step forward, although it is not easy, but it is not that difficult, but it is just that they are lazy and don't want to move forward." ”

Judging from the record alone, Zhang Daoren's winning rate was not high when the four of them fought in a group, maybe this also shows the strength ranking between them? Zhang Daoren can be promoted if he works hard, so the three famous bosses in the mortal world should naturally be famous, right?

"By the way, what about the conscience? How is she? Mo asked as if he remembered something.

"It's good, the current peak of the six grades of the Heavenly Immortals, it won't be long before she can be promoted to the next level, Sister Ziyan has also taught her the next stage of exercises, if she has practiced completely, it will not be a problem to enter the Golden Immortal, now she is practicing in the house and handing in her homework, Sister Ziyan has to check her cultivation progress every day." Finally getting rid of that topic, Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"The conscience is more naughty, I only listen to you, and I want you to bother more." Thinking of this lost and regained sister, Mo Wenjun's eyes were coupled.

"It should." Ziyue lowered her eyes.

Nothing was said all night.

Mo Wenjun is still seriously injured, although he can speak, he can't walk yet, so naturally he has to be paralyzed by Ge You to recuperate, Ziyue pushed him to the palace until late at night yesterday, and he still got up early in the morning to cook and boil medicine.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!" As soon as he prepared the medicine that Mo Wenjun was going to take, a figure rushed in directly and plunged into Ziyue's arms.

"Ask your heart, get up so early today?" Ziyue shook off the medicine residue in her hand and touched Mo Wenxin's messy hair, "The hair came out without combing it well." ”

"Sister-in-law, how is the eldest brother?" Mo Wenxin didn't care, rubbed happily on his sister-in-law's chest, and turned his head to look at their master bedroom.

"He's awake, and he'll be happy to see you go see him." Ziyue smiled.

"Okay, then I'll wait." Mo Wenxin wrinkled his nose, "Big brother is the most serious, if he sees me now, or let me see what he looks like now, he will definitely not say it, but he will definitely suffocate himself." ”

"You know why don't you wash yet? I'll help you get in order before you come in. "Mo Wenjun is now a high-level paraplegic, the kind that can move his hands under his neck, he can't use spells, and he also needs Ziyue's help to wash, if it weren't for his strong self-sufficiency in cultivation now, even if he eats and drinks, he doesn't need to pull a sash, Ziyue still has to give him and urine.

"Sister-in-law, can I take a leave of absence from Master today? You can't leave your eldest brother at home alone! Mo Wenxin's eyes rolled.

Zi Yuexin said that Mo Wenjun has been on the battlefield for a long time, and no matter how serious the injury is, he has also experienced it alone, and it is just a drizzle at the moment, but Mo Wenxin offered to stay and take care of it, even if she can't help much, Mo Wenjun should be very happy, right? After all, his sister, who was finally recovered, is finally willing to get close to him. Anyway, Mo Wenxin didn't have to rush to practice, and there was nothing she had to do.

"Okay, I'll discuss it with your brother and ask your master for a leave of absence." After thinking about it, Ziyue asked again, "Do you want me to stay?" ”

Mo Wenxin shook his head: "No need, sister-in-law, I still did this thing!" And yesterday you came back alone, the eldest brother was injured, and you have to stabilize the morale of the army without a fixed pass! ”

Mo Wenjun's injuries as long as the wound medicine is opened on time, it is useless for him to stay like this, not to mention that long-term follow-up treatment does not need to be in a hurry in a day or two does not mean that it can be ignored, she promised to go back today, of course, she has to fulfill her promise.

What's more, now that Mo Wenjun is injured, he needs stability even more, and it is not a good idea to stay because of reason.

"Okay, listen to you." Ziyue thought about it and agreed.