Forced to drive out supper, Mu Li took off himself so that he only had his underwear left, his eyes turned to Yuan Yan who was sleeping on the ground, and after thinking about it, he still didn't take off his shirt, between men and women, it is still good to pay attention to it.

He picked him up and stepped into the pool.

The spiritual spring water in the pool has been heated by supper, and a lot of medicinal liquid and medicinal herbs have been prepared.

This guy is also lazy at night, this pool is not dug deep enough, and people are just waist-high when they go in. To treat Yuan Yan's cold, you have to drown the top of your head.

He sat cross-legged at the bottom of the pool, and the water was half overhead.

This guy forgot that Yuan Yan will also grow taller, and he still calculates it according to last year's height.

There was no choice but to waste some more mental power and dig deeper, so I sat cross-legged and went in.

In the spiritual spring, he can breathe, the young man wrapped in the spiritual spring, his flowing hair, handsome face, and slightly frowned brows have been calmed down under the nourishment of the water, and the power of the spiritual spring surrounds him, healing his frozen body, and he seems to feel very comfortable, and even his face is stretched.

It's so cute.

Mu Li chuckled, and then used his spiritual power to channel his meridians.

Her spiritual power was divided into two streams, one was to dredge his meridians, and the other was to control the medicinal power in his spiritual power to nourish the meridians that had been eroded by the cold and were about to shatter.

It's just that Yuan Yan's cold illness is unexpectedly serious, and her meridians are seriously blocked by the cold, and she has cultivated her spiritual power for three years, even if she doesn't say how successful it is, but it is just for a mortal to nourish her body, it should not be a problem according to reason.

But now it's very difficult, it's as if the passage is blocked by dry cement, and it is very difficult to dig up the cement.

But on the one hand, she had to take into account that his fragile meridians couldn't withstand the impact of the rapid spiritual power, so she didn't dare to use too much force, so she could only guide him in a gentle way, and on the other hand, she had to endure the cold air that was eaten back.

Is...... Frozen to death!

I can't imagine that she was just eroded by the cold that spread and spread a little, and it was cold like this, how painful it should be for Yuan Yan to accumulate over the years, how did he manage to smile with her without changing his face on weekdays?

The spiritual spring in the pool was originally at least 80 degrees hot, but just as he drove out the cold air, the water temperature immediately dropped rapidly.

As the cold air flowed out bit by bit, the surface of the spiritual spring had even begun to chill.

His body is even more exaggerated than ice!

This drove away less than one-tenth of the cold, Mu Li used to have spiritual power to protect his body, and he was no longer afraid of the cold, but at this time, he was shivering from the cold.

I endured it, so I didn't withdraw the hand that was on him and rubbed my arm that was frozen with goosebumps.

Under her mind, the medicinal materials and liquid medicine placed outside the pool were automatically thrown into the pool, and the spiritual spring automatically decomposed these medicinal powers and transported them to Yuan Yan.

In the process of healing him, Mu Li felt deeply strange, the cold on Yuan Yan's body was unexpectedly serious, and it was extremely tenacious, it could no longer be described as a disease, but it was like being possessed by something extremely cold.

Her spiritual power is not strong, but it is not too weak, and the consumption of spiritual power in the space is even more delayed than outside, but in the face of his cold disease, it has only been a long time, and even the time for a stick of incense is not enough, her spiritual power has been consumed, and even her spiritual power is empty.

This is even more terrifying than the consumption of talismans! I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The Peasant Girl is in Charge: Good Farming with Space", WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Reading Literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~