210 Heal the wounds of the soul

Cultivation and alchemy, this has become Mu Huan's daily life.

It is dangerous to go to the Red Sea Continent here, and Nie Wuheng, who is used to worrying, urges everyone to cultivate day and night, prepare supplies, and prepare to go to the Red Sea Continent.

Mu Huan used to like to be lazy, and always used the excuse of alchemy, hiding in the room to either sleep or eat.

But after returning from this outing, she turned out to be a completely different person, and her cultivation was only more than others.

Nie Wuheng was both relieved and distressed.

Whenever Mu Huan rested, he saw the loneliness in his eyes.

He knew that Mu Huan must have missed Beibei, but he couldn't do anything about the matter between the two of them, so he had to find ways to make more delicious food for Mu Huan every day.

Half a month later, the time has reached the end of spring.

The weather has slowly warmed up, and the green mountains are already full of greenery and flowers, and it looks joyful.

Walking along the mountains and fields of flowers were the Seventeenth Elder, the Nineteenth Elder, and the Third Floor Lord, and they also brought a group of cultivators who had been injured by their souls, all of whom were from inside the Phantom Building.

After the two elders and the third floor elder arrived at the True Color Sect, they pulled Mu Huan, who was cultivating next to the waterfall, back, and Nie Wuheng and the others also heard the sound and returned.

Elder Seventeen took out a box from the storage ring and opened the lid with great dignity under the gaze of everyone.

What caught everyone's eye was the strange helmet they had seen in the books before, round hat-shaped, with many tentacle-like spikes sticking out of the surface, looking like a hedgehog.

Elder Seventeen boldly handed the hat to everyone, and everyone subconsciously avoided it, for fear of being stabbed by the spikes on the surface of the helmet.

The Seventeenth Elder smiled, summoned one of the people who had followed them, and asked, "What's your name?" Would you be the first to try this healing solution? ”

The man said: "My name is Han Qing, I am willing to try, since I suffered a soul injury, every day it hurts so much that life is worse than death, and I can't continue to cultivate, if Miss Mu can really heal my soul injury, then it is my reborn parents." ”

Elder Seventeen nodded, placing his helmet on his head.

He turned his head to Mu Huan and said, "Miss Mu, you just have to try boldly, if Han Qing dies, we will settle his family." ”

As soon as these words came out, the people who came with the two elders and the third-floor master couldn't help but gasp, and the atmosphere present became a little heavier.

Han Qing, who was already sitting on the chair, couldn't help but shake when he heard this, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to calm himself down.

Mu Huan walked up to Han Qing, smiled, and said to him: "Don't worry, I won't take your life, I can't guarantee that I can heal you, but I can still guarantee that I won't hurt your life." ”

Han Qing said firmly: "Miss Mu, I'm not afraid of death, it's good if you come as soon as possible, if you can succeed, then I will become the first person in the world who can still recover from a soul injury, then wouldn't I be famous?" Hahaha....."

After he said this, the heavy atmosphere at the scene suddenly lightened a lot.

Mu Huan stopped talking nonsense and summoned thunder and lightning.

The thunder and lightning rattled, and Mu Huan controlled its strength and hit the thunder and lightning on the helmet.

Mu Huan controlled the power of the thunder and lightning while observing Han Qing's expression.

I saw that his brows were frowning tightly, and his eyes were closed, not daring to open and look around.

Beads of sweat quickly spread across his forehead, and then a lot of sweat flowed from his cheeks.

Mu Huan asked, "Han Qing, what do you think?" ”

"It's a little numb, it's a little painful, but it's not unbearable." Han Qing truthfully said his feelings.

Mu Huan mobilized the spiritual power in his body, increased the power of thunder and lightning, and the more powerful thunder and lightning struck on the helmet.

Everyone looked at the thunder and lightning and were shocked, as if the thunder and lightning had struck them.

In the crowd of the Phantom Building, there was a young man who looked like a scholar panting while watching, and he kept wiping his sweat, obviously scared to the extreme.

After Mu Huan increased the power of the thunder and lightning again, he rolled his eyes and completely fainted.

The third-floor lord frowned, beckoned the two of them to move him to a corner of the room to rest.

Mu Huan lasted like this for half an hour, and Han Qing's clothes were wet with sweat in the morning.

At a certain moment, Han Qing suddenly shouted, and the Seventeenth Elder quickly jumped over to hold his neck, fixed his head, and ordered, "Don't move, it's now the most critical step." ”

Mu Huan also shouted: "Flash, give him the Soul Gathering Pill I have refined." ”

"Good!" The flashing man moved quickly, and quickly flashed in front of Han Qing, pinched his cheeks with his little hand, and threw a handful of pills into his mouth while his mouth was open, and Han Qing unconsciously swallowed the pills.

Everyone looked at Han Qing nervously.

Not long after, Han Qing violently spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

Mu Huan seemed to know this, and quickly jumped to the side, avoiding the black blood that Han Qing spit out, and also took advantage of the thunder and lightning.

Nie Wushuang intimately wiped the sweat from Mu Huan's forehead.

Han Qing opened his eyes in a daze and looked around with palpitations.

The Seventeenth Elder carefully took off his helmet and asked Han Qing, "Han Qing, try to use your spiritual power." ”

Han Qing nodded, and after taking a deep breath, he tried to operate the aura in the dantian.

Bang!

He slammed his palm on a nearby stool, and the stool suddenly fell apart.

Everyone was stunned as if they had been struck by lightning.

Han Qing himself was stunned.

"Hahahaha!" The Seventeenth Elder and the Nineteenth Elder erupted in thunderous laughter at the same time.

The two of them rushed towards Mu Huan at the same time, and the seventeenth elder said with a trembling mouth, "Miss Mu, we have created a miracle." ”

Elder Nineteen's eyes were moist, and he pulled Mu Huan and said, "Miss Mu, you must go back to the Shenhua Continent with us, my wife is saved, if you cure her, I will answer whatever you ask." ”

Mu Huan was also very happy, she smiled and said, "Elder Nineteen, this is all the credit of everyone, you don't have to thank me." ”

Nie Wuheng and the others flocked to Mu Huan happily, Nie Wuheng glanced at a few junior brothers and sisters, and then he picked up Mu Huan and threw it into the sky.

Nie Wushuang and the others hurriedly reached out and used their arms below to form a barrier that would never be withdrawn, and when Mu Huan fell, they immediately followed her and threw it upwards.

Hahaha!

Hahaha!

The valley echoed with laughter.

The third-floor lord repeatedly asked Han Qing if he was unwell, but at this moment, Han Qing was already stunned, where would he answer his words?

The owner of the third floor smiled and said loudly: "I guess it's done, haha......"

The people of the Phantom Building immediately rushed around the many disciples of the True Color Sect, and they shouted loudly.

"Miss Mu, save me! Save me! Save me! ”

"Miss Mu, treat me first, I am willing to make you a cow and a horse."

"Go, go, you go to the side, I have a spirit stone here, Miss Mu, I'll give you a spirit stone, you treat me first."

.........

Originally, everyone asked Mu Huan to heal them, but everyone scrambled, and the scene slowly became chaotic.

The third floor lord looked at this Mu speechlessly, and directly covered his face and went to the side to drink tea, he simply didn't look at these people.

Shining is the least tall, and he can't participate in everyone's cheerful action of throwing away Mu Huan.

He stood on the chair, held a small branch, and said to the people in the chaotic Phantom Building: "Hey, hey, you, you, and you, if you want my sister to heal your soul wounds, come and line up honestly, and if there are any more noisy people, don't think about curing them, go home quickly." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then rushed to Shining's side like a tide.

Twinkle pointed in front of him with a small twig and said, "Follow this line, line up." ”

There were teenagers, young people, and three or two old men in that group, but at this moment, in order to heal their soul wounds, they couldn't help but do what the little kid said and honestly lined up in a long line.

Sitting in his own little chair, the graceful little one was disdainful of Shiny's behavior, and sneered, "You will take the advantage." ”

Shining made a grimace at him, and said proudly: "Mu Huan is my sister, what's wrong with my battle?" It's better than someone like you who follows your sister without a name or a point. ”

Since Bei Bei left, Twinkle often teased Xiaoxiao, saying that Xiaoxiao is not Mu Huan's person, and following Mu Huan is nameless.

Xiao Xiao jumped up angrily, and he didn't eat the preserved fruit, he jumped high, jumped onto his shining shoulder, and pulled his soft face for a while.

Flashing in pain, he grinned his teeth, but the little man was small and powerful, and the soft flesh of his face was so tender and tender that he was pinched by Xiaoxiao, and he suddenly felt pain.

He screamed in pain.

When the people in line saw this, they immediately became anxious, and everyone gathered around and tried to tear Xiaoxiao off.

They think that Shining is Mu Huan's younger brother, and they can't let him get hurt.

Xiao Xiao glared at everyone fiercely, and shouted loudly: "I am Mu Huan's brother who shares weal and woe, if you help him or not, I will let you have no good fruit to eat." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped their hands and looked up at the sky, ignoring the children's fighting.