Chapter Seventy-Three: The Wind Rises
After learning of the arrival of the Ink Nightmare, Yun Molan flew towards the place where Yun Yu was, and when Yun Molan came to the side of the Nightmare bed and saw the blue necklace around the Ink Nightmare's neck, he hurriedly asked a Terran Eighteen Rider who had been to the secret realm.
"Yes, he's Murmare. The Yun family's young man's affirmative reply gave Yun Molan an affirmation.
Yun Molan directly entered the body of the ink nightmare, originally he thought that the body of the ink nightmare would be a mess, but now, he found that the inside of the ink nightmare's body was still in order, and there was no sign of poisoning. Yun Molan's brows darkened, and her voice was displeased, "He wasn't poisoned, why did you lie to me?"
"Ahh The Yun family's SS-level elemental master hurriedly explained.
Yun Molan also found the tribulus terrestris on Mo Wei's knee at this time, and sighed slightly, "This pair of heart-devouring tribulus terrestris is deep into this son's flesh and blood, I'm afraid it will accompany him for the rest of his life in the future." As he spoke, the blood element in his hand was injected into the ink nightmare's body.
"Huh?" Yun Molan's face suddenly changed, and then Yun Yu also remembered something, "Father, the blood element in his body is purer than mine. "You must know that Yun Yu is the person with the purest bloodline in the Yun family for nearly a thousand years. Yun Molan was even more surprised at this time.
After being treated by Yun Molan, the ring finger of Mo Wei's right hand trembled a few times after a while, and then his eyelashes fluttered, and Mo Wei gradually opened his eyes, and when he found the people of the Yun family around him, he wanted to sit up.
"Ahh Murrea gasped, and the sharp pain in her leg hit the nerves in her brain. At this time, Yun Molan was the first to speak: "Boy, are you Mo Wei?" Mo Xiao nodded.
At this time, Yun Molan seemed even more excited, and her body trembled violently, which can be imagined how strong Yun Molan's love for her daughter is.
"That Yun Sheng ......" Only then did Mo Wei remember, reached out and took off the necklace hanging around his neck, and handed it to Yun Molan, "This is what she asked me to give you." I have a feeling that she is not dead. Yun Molan's hands trembled, and Yun Sheng's item was linked.
"Ink Nightmare, why is the blood element in your body so pure?" Yun Yu asked Ink Nightmare calmly. Mo Wei looked at the person in front of him and sighed with emotion in his heart, "I'm sorry, I don't know why. Ink Nightmare looked sincerely. Yun Yu was embarrassed to stare at Mo Xiao's handsome and mature face.
"Emperor Splitter, don't know ...... my legs" Mo Wei looked at Yun Molan again, and there was some uneasiness in his voice.
Yun Molan sighed slightly, "These legs of yours, unless you let the dragon clan give you an antidote, it is almost impossible to unravel the heart-devouring tribulus terrestris that is integrated into your body." Ink Nightmare was shocked when he heard this, and his voice trembled, "Then, do you know who the general on the side of the Dragon Clan is this time?" "Ink Nightmare's heart is full of murderous intent.
"Then you can rest in our Yun family for the next few days, and I will ask someone to bring you a wheelchair. After Yun Molan finished speaking, he broke through the air and left, as if he was in a hurry.
"Well, you have a good rest. Yun Yu's eyes were full of regret, such a genius of cultivation, but it was a pity that he was a cripple. Murmur smiled bitterly, and when everyone was gone, Murmur looked inward. After half a day of hard work, the nightmare still failed to dig the tribulus out of his legs, the two tribulus terrestris seem to be integrated with the nightmare, even if the nightmare saws his legs and grows back, the thistle will still be there.
"Ah, Duanyang!" Mo Xiao's voice was full of resentment, and the manzhu tattoo on his neck was also revealed, glowing red, and growing a little longer. Elemental spirits can grow.
After a few days of recuperation, the Nightmare can also wander around in the wheelchair sent by Yun Molan, not to mention that Yun Molan is the head of the Yun family, the wheelchairs sent are all A-level Gang weapons, although they can't be used as combat weapons, but it is still possible to use the teleportation escape technique, and the efficiency of gathering elements has also been improved. The most important thing is that this weapon can also fly with the ink for a short time.
Under the setting sun, the ink nightmare gradually moved away from the human race alone, and the shadow was obliquely long, sprinkled on the golden earth, lonely and cold. Although he did not receive special care from the Yun family, he did not complain at all, his strength was not good, and his talent was not enough in their eyes, he was already content to be able to send someone to take care of him, and when he was strong, he could come to the Yun family again majestically and surprise them.
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At this time, the ancestral clan, Sansheng Stone Forest.
A group of ancestral SS-level powerhouses and S-level elemental masters gathered together to discuss big things.
"For the return of the main clan, we must fight this first battle well, not only to win, but also to fight beautifully!" An old man of the ancestral clan had an excited voice and a feverish look in his eyes.
"That's right, the dragon clan on this elemental continent has been very dishonest for a while, but we don't need to go out, just let the dragon clan own their own family. Hey, that kid from the Shadow Demon also said that he wasn't sure about the two old guys who were gluttonous, and I think he was the strongest in the Dragon Clan!"
"In this way, my ancestral clan only needs to destroy the lackeys of the Yanhuang tribe. ”
The top Biluo Emperor has been listening to everyone's opinions, but has not made a statement. "I still have to ask the old patriarch about this. The Huangquan Emperor smiled and looked at the people below, all the high-level members of the ancestral clan were recognized.
"Yes, the old patriarch has not cared about the internal affairs of the ancestral clan over the years, and those old guys on the continent and the ocean still think that the old patriarch is ancient. The Great Compassion Emperor replied at this time.
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Dragons, Demon Dragon City, City Lord's Mansion.
"It seems that Brother White Demon and Senior Wuji have made up their minds to get rid of gluttony. The Shadow Demon Emperor sat on his throne, holding an emerald cup, sipping wine and talking.
The White Demon Emperor and Lin Huo Wuji both looked at each other and nodded at the same time, their eyes solemn and profound.
"Okay! Then the Shadow Demon will accompany a few of them to the end. The Shadow Demon Emperor smiled heartily, and those powerhouses in the underground who had long wanted to oppose the dragon clan all laughed heartily.
The atmosphere was staggered, and the atmosphere was joyful, but no one's heart was calm.
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When the Nightmare learned to be smart and did not go to the central line of the Elemental Continent, the process was exceptionally smooth, which made the Nightmare depressed. It took a month for Murre, and it was only a few days before the return date.
With the help of the Ancestral Hall's Application Hall, the Nightmare returned to the Temple of All Souls, of course, still in the flying boat where the route outside could not be seen.
The Monastery of All Souls is still so deserted, and although most of the students have returned, almost all of them are in retreat. Ink Nightmare walked through the paths, flower beds, and returned to the dormitory building after a long month.