The furnishings in the hut are very simple, as simple as a bed, a painting, a round table, and two rattan chairs. Other than that, there is nothing else, and there is a unique feeling in the simplicity.

There is a painting hanging on the wall, facing the round table. In the painting, a young woman, dressed in green and holding a green umbrella, half-squatting by the lotus pond, gently twisting a green lotus in her hand, and smiling lightly. With this smile, it seemed that Qinglian in the pool was also ashamed of herself, and lowered her unkempt head in shame.

In terms of beauty, she may not be a country or a city, but she exudes a fresh and unworldly temperament, like a fairy in the world, not to be blasphemed!

This painting is perfect in terms of painting and color selection, and there is no flaw to be found!

He has been in a coma for seven days and seven nights, and he has not yet woken up.

Since the day of the fight, I heard that the heavenly doctor promised to rescue the desolate monarch, and the tight string in the desolate centrifugal was finally loosened. Under the loss of his mind, the injuries in his body that had been under pressure for several days began to get out of control, and finally exploded like a volcanic eruption, impacting the desolate internal organs and eroding his strange meridians and eight veins. Thanks to the timely intervention of the heavenly doctor, the condition was relieved, but there was still no sign of waking up, and this lay was seven days and seven nights.

Huang Junyu also stayed by the bedside for seven days and seven nights, his face looked even more haggard, and his white hair became more and more snow-white. For seven days, he didn't sleep, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes, so he kept the desert. Feeding him medicine every day and wiping his face for fear of losing it, this also made his physical condition worse and worse.

The Heavenly Doctor had no intention of dissuading Huang Junyu at all, and he had been doing repetitive things every day for the past seven days, pounding medicines, decocting medicines, smoking, and looking in the mirror.

The medicine field outside the hut was empty, and there was not a single herb on the medicine shelf. Not to mention the medicinal materials in the house, not even a trace of the smell of medicinal fish, Huang Junyu didn't smell it, and he didn't know where the old man found the medicinal materials.

Ever since he knew that Arajun Yu's illness was tricky, the words of the Heavenly Doctor had become few, and the expression on his face had only become brilliant and rich when he looked in the mirror. Other times it was a little more serious, and it seemed like a completely different person compared to the previous laughter.

On the first day, he asked Huang Junyu's name, and then he went to decoction for Huang Li.

Since then, he has never taken the initiative to talk to Huang Junyu, except for three meals, most of the time is on the rocking chair outside the house.

At noon on the third day, the unconscious Huangli suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood, and he passed out again. Huang Junyu was very worried, so he went to ask him about Huang Li's condition.

"Old man, when will my uncle wake up?" Although Huang Junyu hated this strange old man who made his uncle kneel, he was more worried about the situation of Huang Li.

"You can't die, it's you who should be worried about yourself. The Heavenly Doctor sighed, this time he really hit a hard stubble.

"Tell me, what happened along the way? I'm really curious, who else in Dali can hurt him like this!" the old man lay in the rocking chair, casually without the slightest curiosity.

"My grandfather, father, and the people in Jiangcheng are all dead. Rao is Huang Junyu didn't want to mention the sad things, but he slowly learned to face the facts.

"What? Huang Potian is dead, Huang Zhan is also dead?" Hearing this, the Heavenly Doctor stood up suddenly, and looked at Huang Junyu in shock, and his eyes were about to run out of his eyes. How could he not be shocked? Only a truly strong person would know how powerful a person with a desolate surname is, and he never thought that a person with a desolate surname would be wiped out!

But this fact came from the mouth of the desolate monarch, and this news was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and it was slashed in the mind of the heavenly doctor for a long time.

Huang Junyu ignored his shock, and was relieved to hear that Huang Li was okay. Continue to go back to the house to take care of it, leaving the Heavenly Doctor alone to talk to himself.

At noon on the seventh day, Huang Li still did not wake up.

Worried that something would happen to him, Huang Junyu began to doubt the words of the Heavenly Doctor, and planned to get up and ask again.

At this time, the Heavenly Doctor walked in with the medicine, and he handed the medicine bowl to Huang Junyu, ignoring Huang Jun Yu's anxious and inquiring eyes. He sat down on a wicker chair next to him, his cigarette stick pinned to his waist, and he didn't pull out his mirror. He looked at the portrait of the woman hanging on the wall, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke: "Trust me, otherwise your uncle would not have brought you to me!"

"I know you blame me for embarrassing you, but your uncle wants me to embarrass him. The meaning of this statement is obvious, and no one can force him.

"He is now on the line of life and death! He can only rely on himself, and the medicinal stone can play a very small role. But he's desolate, he'll wake up for you!" he whispered to himself, having confidence in him as much as he was in his own medical skills.

Huang Junyu was silent, lowered his head and seriously fed Huang Li.

The house was silent, and the swamp was silent.

This eerie calm lasted until midnight when a cough broke it, and the desolate finally woke up!

Huang Junyu was originally lying on the side of the bed to rest, but he was so tired that he closed his eyes unconsciously. But he slept very lightly, so a small cough immediately pulled him out of his sleepiness.

"Uncle!" Huang Junyu saw Huang Li on the bed open his eyes slightly, and shouted happily, as if he had eaten his favorite rock sugar gourd.

There really is nothing more satisfying for him now than waking up in the wilderness.

"Silly boy!" Huang Li looked at Huang Junyu's haggard appearance and showed a hint of a smile. He slowly raised his weak hand and touched the little head of the desolate monarch fisher.

"If you don't wake up again, this little guy will definitely lift me up!" the Heavenly Doctor walked in, yawning and looking sleepy, probably woken up by the cheers of the former Wild Monarch Fisher.

"Thank you!" replied in two simple words.

"Desolate, desolate, I remember that you never kill. "The Heavenly Doctor means something.

A flash of pain flashed in Desolate's eyes, but it quickly turned into firmness: "If my mercy can only be exchanged for the destruction of my family now, then why don't I go to hell and kill all over the world?"

"Haha! Okay! What a kill all over the world!" The Heavenly Doctor did not hesitate to praise at all, and swept away the sleepiness before and shot out of his eyes: "I have already told the Wild Heaven! The human heart is the most weird and unpredictable thing in the world! He just didn't listen! Hmph!"

Huang Li was surprised, it seemed that he didn't expect that the Heavenly Doctor still had some relationship with his father, and it was not shallow to listen to the Heavenly Doctor's tone, but why had he never heard Huang Potian mention this person?

And the Heavenly Doctor seemed to find that he had said more things that should not be said, and quickly changed the topic to cover up the past: "These days, I have been thinking about how to start this child's illness, and I am not sure of it, I am ashamed!"

The answer was in absurdity, and even Sancheng was sure that he felt that it was already a lot. The muscles and veins of Shaohua Baishou's whole body withered, like a thin veil containing water, and his vitality slowly dissipated and dried up. Manpower is simply powerless to return to the sky, and Huang Li can only do his best to continue his life for Huang Junyu for ten years.

The reason why he came to the Heavenly Doctor was because of a person's words.

Ridiculous believe that the person is better than himself!

Not long after, Huang Li looked at Huang Junyu and touched his head dotingly and said, "Jun Yu, you will be fine!"

"Hmm!" Huang Junyu nodded vigorously, looking very stubborn, stubborn and even a little cute.

He unconditionally believed every word, every word that Huang Li said!

"Am I not able to practice martial arts?" Huang Junyu finally asked, he remembered that his hand holding medicine had become weaker and weaker in the past few days, and even the tail began to tremble a little, and he wanted to get the answer to Huang Li.

"In terms of common sense, the meridians are depleted, the true element in the body cannot be condensed, and the tendons and veins cannot withstand a trace of pressure. But everything we absurd people do can't be based on common sense alone!"

Huang Junyu nodded as if he didn't understand, and without thinking too much, he took off his shoes and climbed onto the narrow bed, pulled a corner of the quilt that covered Huang Li's body and covered him, next to Huang Li.

He's really tired and needs a good night's sleep.

When you are tired, falling asleep is simple.

Huangli quietly looked at the white hair of Huangjun Yu, even if he was a wasted knife, his heart was like steel, and his heart made waves at this moment.

The death of his close relatives and nephew Shaohua are short.

How much pain does his nephew have to endure that ordinary people can't bear?

He's angry! angry at the people behind this situation!

His heart is also very bitter and painful!

He thought of his father and his eldest brother again, and remembered the happy times of his youth. The severity of the wilderness and the protection of the wilderness were reflected in his mind like a flip book.

Slowly, inadvertently, the corners of his eyes began to redden.

He tilted his head, not letting the tears gather in his eyes.

Aradao actually cried! It seems that he is really injured!

At the same time, the highest mountain in Jiangcheng behind the barren mansion, Jiangshan.

The main peak of the country suddenly exploded, and a ball of light jumped out and couldn't see what it was. I saw a beam of white light burst out in the direction of Huang Li's departure from Jiangcheng, and a streamer of light crossed the night sky, which was fleeting.

Fly over the Cangliang Ancient Road and pass through the green mountains!

It was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the plain, and disappeared into the same place like a desolation, and it rampaged through the swamp like a desolation, and the great array was activated again.

The sludge was wrapped in powerful energy and directly hit the light cluster, and the speed of the light group's progress began to slow down after several impacts, but it still kept moving forward.

But it wasn't desolate after all, and its light began to dim and dim in the Great Array. Just as the light of the light was about to completely disappear to reveal its true face, the large array seemed to be closed, and the restless sludge returned to the swamp, which seemed to have never made waves.

The white light crossed the rocking chair, rushed into the hut and stopped at the head of the deserted bed, and the light slowly converged and gradually appeared.

On the rocking chair outside the house, the Heavenly Doctor slowly opened his eyes, watched the light cluster pass by, leaving a faint light mark, and praised in a low voice: "What a knife!"

In the room, a knife stood in front of Akira, and it sounded as if it was currying favor with Araku. However, it seemed that he noticed the sleeping Junyu beside him, and immediately stopped singing.

Sure enough, it is a good knife, and it has been humanized!

Huangjunyu relied on Huangli, and Huangli didn't want to wake up Huangjunyu. So he lay on the bed and stretched out his hand to stroke the knife gently, and his face showed a gentle face as if he were caressing a woman's beautiful face. The knife seemed to have seen a long-lost relative, and the blade shook twice, as if to tell his grievances and thoughts.

The knife is four feet long, and the blade is not wide! If it weren't for the slightest arc, it would be more like a long sword. The knife surface is rusty and mottled, even if it is placed in the Dali Ordinary Weapons Workshop, it is worthless.

But this is a desolate knife, then it is the most dazzling knife of Dali.

"Idiot, I'm back!"