Seeing Yin Li coming in, Dai Qisi hurriedly said: "Ah Li, look at the sect leader, he ......" Yin Li looked at Zhang Wuji, who was twitching, and hurriedly came to him, Yin Li bent down and stared at him and said, "Brother Wuji, what's wrong with you?" Although Zhang Wuji's eyes kept rolling, he couldn't say a word.

And Zhao Min, who heard the sound at this time, also walked into the house. Zhao Min asked, "What happened?" Why is Aunt Dragon King screaming like this? Yin Li looked back at Zhao Min and said, "Sister Minmin, you see Brother Wuji, he is convulsive all over now, what can I do." When Zhang Wuji heard her words, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Compared with Dai Qisi and Yin Li's panic, Zhao Min was much calmer. Zhao Min walked in front of Zhang Wuji, and then carefully looked at Zhang Wuji, who was twitching.

However, Zhao Min saw Zhang Wuji's eyes. The two looked at each other, and Zhao Min had already understood what Zhang Wuji meant.

Zhao Min said: "Brother Wuji makes us not have to worry. Zhang Wuji's eyes rolled twice, indicating affirmation.

Zhao Min asked, "Will it be okay in a while?" Zhang Wuji's eyes rolled twice. Zhao Min said: "Aunt Dragon King, don't worry, Brother Wuji said that he will be fine for a while." When Zhang Wuji heard Zhao Min's words, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, sure enough, the only person who could read his mind was Zhao Min.

After hearing Zhao Min's words, Yin Li and Dai Qisi also put their hearts back in their stomachs. But because Zhang Wuji was still twitching, Dai Qisi didn't let go, but just kept holding Zhang Wuji.

The stiffness caused by Zhang Wuji's true qi retrograde lasted for a quarter of an hour. After half an hour his convulsions subsided, and it was not until a quarter of an hour later that he slowly recovered.

After Zhang Wuji recovered, he let out a few breaths and sat up from Dai Qisi's warm embrace.

After Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Zhao Min and Yin Li, he just wanted to speak, but there was still a mouthful of bloody phlegm in his throat, Zhang Wuji coughed lightly and spit it out.

Zhao Min intimately handed a cup of tea to Zhang Wuji in front of him at this time. After Zhang Wuji finished rinsing his mouth, he looked at Yin Li in front of him and Zhao Min with a smile on his face, and then said: "It seems that Min Min understands my mind better than Ah Li." Hearing this, Yin Li stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Wuji's ear and said, "Hmph! Don't people care about you? If you care, it's messy! If you care, you understand it? Although Zhang Wuji was not in pain at all, he still pretended to be in pain and said, "Understood! Understand! Understand! My little aunt, let go. Pain! Pain! Pain! Dai Qisi frowned at this time and reprimanded: "Ah Li! Stop it! The sect leader just suffered a lot of internal injuries in order to heal the teacher. Don't mess with the Master! Hearing Master's reprimand, Yin Li hurriedly let go of his hand, and then stood aside with his head hanging like a child who had made a mistake.

Dai Qisi asked with concern at this time, "Sect Master, how are you now?" Zhang Wuji took a deep breath, and he said, "It's okay! It's just a small injury. Dai Qisi asked suspiciously: "Then the sect leader just ...... you" Zhang Wuji said: "It's nothing, it's just an internal injury, and when I was harvesting, a small part of my true qi retrograde would be like this." After I slowly recuperated my nerves, I was fully recovered, so I didn't have to worry about it. Zhang Wuji stood up and said, "I'll go back to the room for a while, Ah Li will stay here to take care of the Dragon King, and when Xiao Zhao comes back, tell her that everything will be handled according to my prescription, and come to me when it's done." I heal the wounds of the Dragon King. Although Yin Li likes to play a little trouble, she will still complete the tasks ordered by Zhang Wuji.

She smiled and nodded silently. Zhang Wuji said to Zhao Min: "Minmin, my legs are still a little numb, you help me go back to the room first." Zhao Min also nodded, and then helped Zhang Wuji up, and the two left slowly.

After leaving the room, Zhao Min asked, "Are you really okay?" Zhang Wuji replied: "Of course there is something!" I directly transferred the internal injury strength in the dragon king's body to my body, and I forcibly used my luck to make the injury even worse. Zhao Min said: "Then you are still pretending to be a nobody." Zhang Wuji replied: "How can I say that I am also the head of a sect, in front of my subordinates, I always want to save face." Okay, after you help me back, I'll be fine after an hour of pranayama. Zhao Min snorted playfully at Zhang Wuji, and then said, "You! This is the appearance of dying to face and suffering, and I don't know when I can change it. Then Zhao Min helped Zhang Wuji back to the room, Zhang Wuji sat on his bed, and then began to use the Jiuyang Divine Skill to heal himself.

Although Zhang Wuji was seriously injured, how powerful Jiuyang's divine skills were, one sentence

"He is strong by him, and the breeze blows on the hills" is enough to resolve most of the internal injuries in the world. After an hour of healing, Zhang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, and his internal injuries had now recovered as before.

Although he suffered the biggest internal injury since the crossing this time. But Zhang Wuji has a clearer understanding of his true strength.

That is, if he hadn't died by himself, I'm afraid there would be few people in the world who could hurt him. It seems that he has the ability to deal with the subsequent battle of the lion slaughtering conference, not only can he beat Shaolin Sandu into the third grandson, but even the army of the imperial court, he does not pay attention to it.

After Zhang Wuji recovered, Xiao Zhao broke in, she anxiously walked in front of Zhang Wuji, and then stroked him up and down, and then said, "Childe! You okay! Is it really okay? Zhao Min, who was sitting on the side, dragged his chin and looked at the scene in front of him, and said with a sneer: "Oh, it's really the little lover who loves you the most." I know you're hurt, and you're so soulless. Xiao Zhao was also concerned about the chaos, and she only noticed Zhao Min who was sitting on the side, holding the tea lid, dragging her chin, and slowly playing with the tea leaves in the tea cup.

Xiao Zhao said: "It turns out that Sister Min Min is also there. Zhao Min smiled humorously: "It seems that I am quite redundant." All right! Since the husband's little lover is here, the wife will go back to practice. Don't bother the public and private lovers. Then Zhao Min winked at Zhang Wuji playfully, Zhang Wuji also smiled helplessly, after the two looked at each other and smiled, Zhao Min put his hands behind his back, shook his head, and left in a hurry.

After Zhao Min left, Zhang Wuji asked, "Xiao Zhao, how are you preparing?" Xiao Zhao replied, "It's all ready, Xiao Zhao cooked a big pot of medicinal soup according to the son's instructions." These potions are divided into three buckets, and I have already poured one of them into the tub, and my mother has already soaked in it. Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "Okay!" Other medicinal soups must continue to burn with embers, and do not let the medicinal soup cool, if it is cold, then the medicinal power will be weakened. Let's go! Xiao Zhao. Let's go heal the dragon king. Xiao Zhao nodded silently.

Then the two came to the bath, and the purple shirt of the purple-shirted dragon king had already been placed on the screen on the side.

She herself was now bathed in the tub, and the floating red flowers covered her fair and breakable snow skin.