"Whew!"

Mu Ying wrapped her hands in bandages, standing on an empty grass, the sun was shining in the air, it was noon at this time, but the dazzling sunlight did not seem to be much hot, in the cool breeze that kept blowing, this ray of sunlight seemed a little warm.

The surrounding area is a small forest, all kinds of slightly thick trees stand in front of Mu Ying's eyes one by one, a green scene is covered with a pair of eyes, he was originally slightly tired, seeing this kind of scenery, he feels a little comfortable.

Tightly connected to the trees is a wall, closely connected to it, and in the white wall, a gate with a curved end occupies a good part of it.

On the gate, three large characters are engraved on it.

Templar Grove.

The Templar Forest is an area contained in the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion, and in this area is a small area of mountains and rivers, which contains many bushes, as well as some small rivers, and some towering hills.

Although it is only about 10,000 square meters, it is indeed like an outdoor peach forest, and the scenery is very beautiful.

At this time, Mu Ying was standing on one of the small hills, looking at the surrounding scenery and facing the cool breeze blowing slowly, so comfortable.

At this time, Mu Ying's body has recovered most of it, and with special physician care, the degree of recovery is naturally far beyond that of others.

Although it was said that Mu Ying was almost paralyzed in the last battle, fortunately, there was a bit of divine power in the body, and it was really a bit of luck to recover.

Everything seems to be developing very well, but there is one point in it, which is another Mu Ying is a little helpless.

It has been more than half a month since she recovered, and in the past half a month, Wang Zhaojun, who is closely connected with her soul, has never heard her voice again.

As if there was no such thing as her in the body, no matter how Mu Ying called, there was no response.

With Mu Ying's intuition, this time, Wang Zhaojun had already fallen into a deep sleep.

After all, the level of attrition in that battle was too huge.

And Mu Ying herself also deeply understands that if she only relied on her own body to meet a cannonball that time, then even if Mu Ying's physical body was strong, at that level, she would not be able to survive.

If there is anything that can make Mu Ying have the confidence to really face it, then there is no doubt that it is because she still has such a hole card.

Wang Zhaojun's power.

His own body is used to resist damage, and Wang Zhaojun's strength is used to block the opponent's attack.

But Mu Ying never thought that her injury would actually affect Wang Zhaojun.

This was something Mu Ying didn't expect.

The offensive faced was too powerful, especially the last cannonball, if it weren't for Old Man Murong even if he appeared, I'm afraid that Mu Ying would have been an underground soul at this time.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty about Wang Zhaojun.

A punch was thrown into the air on the opposite side, and a current, which was not strong, exhaled in Mu Ying's hand.

After being surrounded by a familiar aura, while bombarding out, it instantly collapsed.

Looking at this scene, it made Mu Ying herself feel a little funny.

hiss

A sharp pain suddenly came from his arm.

Mu Ying's face changed suddenly, and she hurriedly withdrew the operation of the Yuan Force, and the stinging sensation came out, and Mu Ying knew deeply that it was because she had not fully recovered.

The muscles and veins in the body are still in a state of serious damage at this time.

Although it may be possible to operate the energy elements in the body in front of you now, if you want to release it, it is obviously impossible.

On this small hillside, Mu Ying sat cross-legged, exhaling and breathing, closing her eyes, feeling the trace of energy fluid that constantly surrounds her.

For doctors, it is their duty to treat Mu Ying's damaged body.

But for the damaged meridians in the body, they can't do it.

If you want to treat them well, you have to rely on Mu Ying herself.

"Hoo ......."

A breath of white air exhaled from Mu Ying's mouth.

With his hands on his knees and his eyes closed, a faint blue light flashed.

Including his palms and arms, there was a light that constantly flashed out, and a trace of energy fluid filled Mu Ying's body.

There was even sweat oozing from his frowning brows.

Presumably, there must be a lot of pain in this.

If you want to treat these broken meridians, the first thing you need to do is to get them moving.

If there is no operation, how can there be recovery.

But this is a gradual process, naturally can not be rushed, all the operation, is to firmly control the speed of energy operation, to avoid unexpected situations.

And this is precisely the most boring and the most test of Mu Ying's endurance.

Cultivation is extremely boring.

That's not wrong at all.

As for those demon cores, Ling Muying was also a little helpless.

In the process of defending against missiles, those precious magic cores have long been used cleanly.

Not a single one left.

If you have the help of the energy of the magic core, you can obviously have a lot of help, but obviously, at this time, you can only rely on yourself.

Half an hour passed, and Mu Ying's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

The look of pain has already occupied the whole face.

"Ahh

A painful hiss came out of Mu Ying's mouth, startling several birds around.

His whole body was trembling, but he still maintained the way of sitting cross-legged.

The operation of energy in the body is even more shining.

The streams of light continued to flow from the door of the brain to the whole body, and gradually disappeared.

And in the process of this kind of energy operation, Mu Ying is suffering a lot, and even some signs of not being able to hold on.

Mu Ying's face has become extremely ugly!

On the white skin, in the sweat that constantly oozes out, it is mixed with blood flow.

Syllable!

There was a soft crisp sound, and when Mu Ying was about to hold on, a palm was gently pressed on her back.

A pale yellow halo appeared, and from the palm of his hand, it slowly entered Mu Ying's back.

followed an arc and flowed into Mu Ying's body.

The chaotic flow of energy in the body, under the baptism of this energy, slowly became quiet.

The chaotic energy fluid also becomes continuously stable.

At this time, Mu Ying's nervous and painful face gradually calmed down.

The breathing that used to be rapid is now slowly decreasing, and it is gradually becoming even.

"This kid ........"

An old man with pale hair retracted his palm that transmitted energy fluid into Mu Ying's body and gently stroked his beard.

A crutch with a faint yellow light was inserted into the ground beside it, and the old man's body, standing behind Mu Ying, looked at the bloodshot on Mu Ying's body in a slightly surprised gaze.

Dressed in a yellow robe, on that leisurely face, everyone is at ease.

What is laughable is that at the moment when he withdrew his palm, he took out the pipe in his mouth with his other hand, and after inhaling hard, he slowly spit it out.

In the air, a circular smoke ring is formed.

The light flashed in his hand, and a small round ball glowing with white light appeared on his palm.

With the wave of his palm, the ball slowly floated up and slowly floated in the direction of Mu Ying.

Finally, at the top of Mu Ying's head, he stopped.

In the skillful palm wave, the ball of light, a trace of energy fluid, followed a silk thread, slowly connected to Mu Ying's Baihui acupoint, and the energy flowed, slowly injected.

"That's a bargain for you kid,"

With a mouthful of white teeth, Old Man Murong smiled and said, "This second-class demon core is just enough to calm your disordered energy body. ”

Feeling the warmth coming from the top of her head, Mu Ying's nervous body finally slowly relaxed.

The breathing that was a little rapid before was finally completely calmed down at this time.

His face was filled with a calm color.

The damaged meridians in the body are slowly healed in the regular and rhythmic flow of energy.

Faintly, there seems to be a jubilant image.

With the help of such a demon core, it obviously has a lot of help for the repair of Mu Ying's body.

Seeing Mu Ying's slowly calm expression, Old Man Murong took another puff of cigarette, and in that leisurely face, he grabbed the crutches stuck in the ground.

"Elder Murong!"

The voice that came from a distance just came to the front of Old Man Murong in an instant.

Dressed in a white robe, with a head of white hair, and a figure of a hundred miles of promise, appeared beside him.

The spear that he had been carrying with him before was still diagonally behind him, looking at the appearance of the weight, in the eyes of the posture of Baili Covenant, it was no different from ordinary people.

It was as if the spear behind him had grown from his body.

"Thank you, Elder Murong. ”

Looking at the small ball of light floating quietly on Mu Ying's head, Baili Shouyue seemed to understand something, and immediately hugged his fist at Old Man Murong and said respectfully.

Spit out a puff of smoke, surrounded by white gas, Murong waved his hand, "Don't say such things to me,"

"I didn't help him because he was your friend, I admired this kid. ”

In Murong's deep eyes, he looked at Mu Ying who was sitting cross-legged on the grass, "Since you, for so many years, it is the first time I have seen such an incompetent person. ”

Bite off more than one can chew.

Hearing this, Baili Shouyu couldn't help but smile bitterly, whether this is derogatory or praised.

"I dare to rely on my own level of less than silver to face those cannonballs that are enough to tear apart the gold powerhouse. ”

And, he resisted. ”

The old man Murong walked away from Mu Ying on crutches, following the breeze,

"There's a lot of luck involved, but I can still feel it,"

"This kid is by no means an ordinary person. ”

Looking at the blue sky above his head, Old Man Murong said slowly with a complicated expression.

Hearing Old Man Murong say this, Baili Shouyue was a little confused, "Elder Murong, I didn't understand. ”

Murong turned his head and glanced at Mu Ying again, at this time, he had already deeply entered the state of cultivation.

"You didn't see the way you fended off the shells, but I saw it really. ”

"There's a familiar flavor in that power......."