The weather outside the window was gloomy, and the room with only one window was particularly dark. Sima Xuan on the bed was still unconscious, Wu Tian and Meng Qing stood by the bed and looked at Sima Xuan, Wu Tian said lightly: "It's so decided, Meng Qing will trouble you." ”

Meng Qing nodded and replied, "I know, Lord of the Heavenly Pavilion. You can rest assured. ”

Hearing this, Wu Tian nodded, turned around and walked out of the room. Meng Qing glanced at Sima Xuan again and said to himself, "Mr. Sima, you can rest well." ”

Since the gladiatorial battle between Sima Xuan and the Qinglongshi, the dueling competition has come to an abrupt end, as if all the preparations are just for the duel between Sima Xuan and the Qinglongshi.

The sky outside the window was still gray, but Sima Xuan, who was lying on the bed, gradually frowned, and beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead to the pillow. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, but he was panting. Then, he slowly sat up straight, and a sharp pain went straight to his brain. He raised his hand and lifted the quilt, his right abdomen covered with blood, as if to tell him how fierce the battle had been that day.

Looking down at his injuries, Sima Xuan whispered to himself: "I really didn't expect that the battle would leave such a deep impression on me, and even the dream is still repeating the battle scene." ”

"Squeak!" the door to the room was gently pushed open. When Sima Xuan heard this, he also raised his head, and when he saw Meng Qing walking in, he lowered his head again.

Meng Qing walked to the side of the bed and said softly, "Mr. Sima, you can be regarded as awake!"

"Have I slept for a long time?" asked Sima Xuan.

Meng Qing replied with a smile: "It's not a long time, it's only been five days and four nights." ”

"Really?" Sima Xuan said in a deep voice, "How is that Qinglongshi?"

"Qinglongshi?" Meng Qing was slightly surprised, but replied, "It's already dead." Injured so badly, no one can save him. ”

Sima Xuan nodded, was silent for a while, and said, "Qing Xiao didn't trouble the Lord of My Heavenly Pavilion?"

When Meng Qing heard this, he replied with a smile: "No, this time that Qing Xiao is very peaceful, and he neither united the soldiers to find the Lord of Wutian Pavilion, nor did he go to the Great Lord. ”

"Oh, this doesn't look like his style!" Sima Xuan said lightly when he heard this.

"Hehe......" Meng Qing chuckled softly and said, "Mr. Sima, you can rest assured that you can cultivate, even if there is really something, the Lord of My Heavenly Pavilion will handle it properly." ”

Sima Xuan listened to Meng Qing's words, nodded slightly, but groaned, and then asked, "What happened to the gladiatorial competition?"

Meng Qing heard Sima Xuan's moan, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Sima, is the wound painful again?" I'll go get the doctor." With that, he turned and walked out the door.

Sima Xuan stopped: "Don't go first, I'm fine, it's fine." Is the gladiatorial tournament still going on?"

Meng Qing didn't stop, just turned his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Sima, just rest assured to recuperate here, no matter what you say, things have to wait until the injury is healed, and the doctor will be there soon." With that, he closed the door.

Sima Xuan knew in his heart that something must have happened since that gladiatorial fight, and Meng Qing didn't mention it, it must be that Wu Tian didn't want his current self to know. After thinking about it, he whispered: "That's it, even if he knows, what can he do at this moment?"

After a while, the door was gently pushed open again, but it was Meng Qing who walked in with a person in a white long robe. Meng Qing smiled and said to Sima Xuan: "This person is a doctor, he will take care of your wounds." As he spoke, he whispered a few words to the doctor beside him, and the doctor nodded, and walked to Sima Xuan's bedside.

Seeing that the doctor was approaching, Sima Xuan also said softly, "I'm sorry for you." ”

The doctor smiled at Sima Xuan, and then lowered his head and was busy dealing with his wounds.

Sima Xuan looked down at his wounds, and then turned his head to look at the only window in the room. The gloomy sky outside made him feel very depressed in his heart. So, he opened his mouth and asked Meng Qingdao, "What time is it? Is it night?"

Meng Qing glanced out the window, and then replied with a smile: "It should be almost noon." The sky has been gray and gloomy these days, and I don't know when it will be clear. ”

"Oh, I see. Sima Xuan heard this, but said.

After the doctor took care of the wound, he walked to Meng Qing's side, whispered a few words, and turned around and left the room. When Meng Qing saw that the doctor was leaving, he walked to the bedside and said, "Mr. Sima, please forgive me." The Lord of the Heavenly Pavilion has some of his plans, so you won't be able to leave this room until you're healed. ”

When Sima Xuan heard this, he shook his head and said, "It's okay, I know that the Lord of My Heavenly Pavilion is for my good." Even if I go out now, I'm afraid it's useless. ”

Meng Qing smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Sima for your understanding." So, Mr. Sima, please cultivate well, I will come to see you every day. With that, he closed the door to his room and left.

Sima Xuan lowered his head, his mind was blank, like an empty shell without a soul, if it weren't for the bursts of pain coming from the wound, he would have thought he was dead.

Gradually, he closed his eyes, looking inward to see if his veins were damaged. After a while, Sima Xuan opened his eyes and said to himself: "Fortunately, the veins are not damaged, so we can speed up the recovery." ”

As he spoke, he slowly urged the yin and yang qi in the dantian and began to repair the injured body. At this time, a golden streamer flew out of Sima Xuan's body, and then a blue light also flashed out of his body.

Xiaokong jumped a few times and said, "Master, it seems that the injury is not light this time?"

When Sima Xuan heard this, he opened his eyes and said, "Why did you come out?

Xiaolan replied: "During the time when the master was in a coma, we really wanted to come out and take a look at the master's wounds, but there were always people guarding the master's side. ”

"Oh?" Sima Xuan asked with some surprise, "Is that the one who went out just now?"

Xiaokong hurriedly said: "It's not just him, but also that Wutian, and ......"

"Who else?" Hearing Xiao Kong's words, Sima Xuan followed up and asked, "Who is the other person?"

"It's the big lord of those people!" blurted out Sora.

"Situ Defeat?!" Sima Xuan said in surprise, "Will he come to see me too?"

"Bang bang!" There was a knock on the door, followed by Meng Qing's voice, "Mr. Sima, are you resting?"

Hearing that it was Meng Qing, Sima Xuan replied, "Not yet!

Meng Qing pushed the door and walked in, and as he walked, he said, "Mr. Sima, the great lord wants to see you!"