Gu Xiuyuan dragged Mu Zisu hard, he was really afraid that she would kill him, "Zisu, you dissipate your anger, he said that if it can be repaired, it will definitely be repaired." ”

Mu Zisu said to him viciously: "Little white face, let me tell you, if you can't repair it, you will end up like the Qingxuan fragment, and I will hand you over to Lord Song." ”

Tang Jingyu's little white face was swollen like a pig's head, and he shrank in the corner of the wall as if he was an innocent cabbage, "...... Yes, I got ......! ”

That's the way it was, Mu Zisu had to postpone handing over the Qingxuan fragments.

The blessing of Tuo Tang frightened feathers can only dream more at night now.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining, and Mu Zisu came to Lin Dongqing's hospital with some food. From a distance, I saw a group of female disciples still surrounding there, probing their brains, chattering, and discussing a sword coming west.

Mu Zisu walked over and coughed. When the female disciples saw that it was the master, they respectfully saluted.

She said, "What's the matter, is Elder Gu's theory of sitting and forgetting too easy to memorize recently, or have you suddenly entered the Yuan Infant Stage?" ”

The female disciples laughed hesitantly.

"Master, it's a lunch break, and we came to see Yijian West because we had a good time."

Mu Zisu said: "Is it good-looking?" ”

"He's so good-looking!! He is the second one of the Daomen to show off his sword!! ”

"Shhh, don't mention that person's name, it reaches the ears of the Forbidden Palace, the Immortal Palace is going to suffer!"

"Oh, yes, is a sword solitary supreme demon venerable...... By the way, sir, where did you pick him up? ”

"Okay, okay, don't ask so much, disturb people's rest, and ask Elder Gu if you have any questions."

"Yes."

The female disciples left in a huff.

Mu Zisu walked in, opened the curtain, and saw that he was struggling to sit up. Mu Zisu hurriedly put down the food box in his hand, went to help him up, and took a pillow to make him half lean on the bed.

Yijian Xilai's face still looks pale and weak, and it seems that this time it is indeed nine deaths.

"You're finally awake."

Yijian Xilai still looked indifferent, but there was a sense of ridicule, "Master Mu went to the sky and the earth, shaking the sky, how can I not wake up." ”

Belch...... It seems that he was woken up when he heard the movement of his beating Tang Jingyu.

Mu Zisu smiled embarrassedly, then turned around and opened the food box, took out a bowl of white porridge, and said, "That, you have been in a coma for a long time, you must be hungry, I will cook you some porridge." Our doctor from the Immortal Palace said that you can't eat anything too hard yet. ”

A sword came to the west and lowered his eyes and said: "Mu Zhangmen saved my life, I am not grateful to me, and I can't repay it." Now that I'm cooking myself, I can't stand it. ”

"Obviously, you saved us, but if you want to thank you, you can go and thank my master, he saved you."

Yijian Xilai was a little surprised, "I didn't expect that the master of the Mu Sect was so strong that he could pull me back from the Ghost Gate." I'm going to visit him and thank him for saving my life. ”

He wanted to get out of bed, but he didn't even have the strength to sit up. Mu Zisu pressed him on the bed and said, "You should take care of your injuries first, don't be in a hurry for a while, my master and he live in the Eternal Life Palace with me, and he can't escape." You are a patient now, so be obedient! ”

Yijian Xilai is a lonely and arrogant person, he saw that he didn't even have the strength to get up, and he still needed the care of others, and he felt very uncomfortable. But he could only say: "Okay, thank you Mu Zhang." ”