I don't know how long I stayed, Mu Yan began to feel a little drowsy, and his eyes gradually blurred.

She squinted her eyes slightly, shook her head, and asked vaguely, "Junli, ...... Hypnotizing me? ”

Junli's fingers stiffened, and in such a situation, she could still clearly see through her hypnosis.

Is she too powerful? Or is it because he was in front of her and never defended?

He hummed softly, "Just get some sleep, don't think about anything." ”

Mu Yan sighed, he was already in a semi-sleepy state, groggy, and finally couldn't support it and fell back.

Jun Li stretched out his hand to hug her, and the moment he touched it, he felt his heart melt.

He sighed softly, telling her not to have this memory, although he wanted to have her in his heart, but now was not the time.

In this situation, her voice, her random movements, may make him unable to hold on to his lost sanity.

Choosing hypnosis, he has no choice.

He never thought that one day, he would use such a clumsy method in front of her, and it was really difficult for him to sit still and not be messy.

After adjusting his breath, there was a streamer in his palm, and he gently stroked her wounds, and those hideous wounds gradually healed.

Junli closed his eyes and was uneasy.

Mu Yan's injuries were all over her body in addition to her face, and you can imagine how cruel Ying Long was at that time, it used sharp scales to twist in her skin and flesh, and even twisted out the blood vessels in some places.

How much pain did she have to have?

His heart was faintly painful, his eyes were as dark as thick ink, and the thick water vapor shrouded his handsome face, glowing with coldness.

The divine beast is no more powerful than ordinary demons, and the mana in its body is more powerful and turbulent, and Mu Yan's own spiritual power has long been dissipated, so he stubbornly bears the pain of eating bones.

This kind of injury is not easy to recover, her blood can make other people's wounds heal instantly, but for herself, it is more difficult to recover than ordinary people.

Coupled with the extreme cold of the ice coffin and the seal, it is not an exaggeration to say that she has been in purgatory.

That bastard in Phantom Night will always pay the price for his willfulness.

The spiritual power in Jun Li's palm slowly moved slightly, and every wound was carefully recovered, and he opened his eyes, setting up a barrier on the surface of the water, separating his vision.

Bowing her head and staring at her lying in her arms, her brows were slightly furrowed, her long eyelashes were stained with water droplets, and her fair face was faintly red.

Probably because of the pain of the wound, she frowned a little more in her sleep.

I don't know if it was haunted by nightmares or something else, she whispered two words like a dream, "Husband." ”

Junli was instantly thundered!

The divine power in his palm almost got out of control, but fortunately, he woke up in time and retracted the palm power, so that Mu Yan's healing was not affected.

But the sudden retraction of his divine power made him extremely restless, and finally let a trace of blood spill from the corner of his mouth.

He held his breath, trying to suppress his uncontrollable emotions and continued to exude divine power.

Time passed little by little, and the injuries on her body had recovered, and she had recovered without a single scar, and it was as good as ever.

Jun Li breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his palm, and a light flashed, he had already appeared at the door of the dormitory, put her down gently, covered the brocade quilt, and raised his hand to put down the curtain.

Then he gently walked out of the dormitory.

He looked at the red maple that came into view, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Huo Yan who nested under the tree woke up slowly.