I don't know how long it took, Mu Ran seemed to feel that his consciousness had recovered slightly, but there was still indescribable soreness and numbness all over his body, even if he just tried to twitch his fingers, he couldn't do it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It took a lot of effort for the boss to reluctantly open his eyes, but his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly at all, and there were two rare figures shaking there.

It is said that the most dangerous place is actually the safest place. At the beginning, the man in black was indeed extremely fast, but Mu Ran, who was seriously injured by the carrier, couldn't help but be a little dragged down. He himself could stand this speed, but Mu Ran, who was seriously injured, couldn't.

In a solo battle, at least in terms of speed, even if the Vaishabha Buddha is intact and reaches a state of perfection, the man in black is sure to be far superior to him. But with a burden, it will drag a lot.

Yes, this man in black is also cunning, but he used an illusion to deceive the Buddha Vaishya, making him think that he had flown far and wide, but in fact he had already settled in Chang'an City.

If Mu Ran was completely awake and knew this scene, I am afraid that he would be speechless to the extreme. I ran for so long, and I ran back to where I was.

It's not too big, but it's a nice environment, and it's quite quiet and elegant. In this Chang'an City, this kind of place cannot be taken without a certain right and strength.

Of course, this is not big and only for the sake of it, but the contrast is with those high temples. Compared with the general portal courtyard, it is much larger.

In the small courtyard, there are only three people who really live, and most of the rest are subordinates, family members and the like, which is not accurate.

Standing at the head of the bed at this moment is the man in black who calmly left before. He was still holding the exquisite fan in his hand as always, fanning himself while saying, "I said Lao Yin, didn't you say that there are a lot of rare and exotic elixirs in your palace? Why hasn't it worked for so long?"

Opposite him, there stood a beautiful man who was extremely handsome, but this beautiful man had just begun and his identity was exposed. The duck's voice is really hard to accept.

"Hmph, you just don't believe in my father-in-law, where are the various treasures that have been paid tribute in this palace? There are a lot of heaven and earth spirit plants, didn't you see it when my father-in-law ordered someone to bring it? Now you don't take care of yourself, so it's my head to blame? Don't you think that my father-in-law is easy to bully?" stomped his foot fiercely, and the beautiful young man said angrily.

It's just that no one thought that such a beautiful man would be a eunuch, a despised eunuch.

Gently put away the paper fan in hand, the man in black also smiled coldly, and said: "What, if you want to fight, this son will definitely accompany you, but no matter what, you have to heal him first, and I don't force anything else, as long as you can provide enough heaven and earth spirit essence, it is enough, and leave other things to this son." "The man in black has always been very confident in himself.

The man with an extremely beautiful face turned out to be the brocade-clothed eunuch Mo Gonggong in the palace before, and I don't know what happened to him and the man in black, they actually bumped into each other, and it seems that the relationship is not bad.

Gonggong Mo stared at Mu Ran, who was lying motionless on the bed, sighed, and said, "This Fire Spirit Emperor is quite skillful, can beat him like this, could it be the bald man last time?"

Regarding the last time Buddhism entered the east, it suppressed Gonggong Mo, the head of the internal affairs office, and it always made him feel uneasy. What's more, when did he, who had been pampered for a long time, be beaten to the sky, not only injured, but even ruined his clothes? It was because of the hatred in his heart for those Bodhisattvas and Buddhas, and it was not surprising that he would be called bald.

"That Buddha doesn't know which of the three thousand Buddhas in the Buddha Gate is so powerful. If he really does it, Ben Gongzi may not be his opponent. If the three thousand Buddhas of Buddhism are so powerful, then we don't have to mix them up at all. Even if it is the man in black who is usually arrogant and chic, he is extremely depressed at the moment. If it weren't for the speed at which he escaped, he would have to be planted.

At this time, Mu Ran, who was lying on the bed, barely opened his eyes, but he couldn't move. This small movement was captured by both of them present, and they hurried to the bed.

Being able to open your eyes at least shows that there is hope for recovery, which is also a good sign. Since this time, the elixir treasures in the palace treasury have been seriously stolen, and they have all been used by Grandpa Mo to treat Mu Ran with the man in black.

Regarding the situation in the treasury of the palace, the emperor also sees it. However, Grandpa Mo has always been loyal, and he will never do anything unfavorable to the royal family.

After another three or four days, after the baptism of countless heaven and earth spiritual essences, under the condition that the two high mana powers continued to open up the blocked meridians, Mu Ran was finally able to sit up, and his whole state was much better, and there were signs of healing all over his body, except for the right arm.

In the final confrontation with Vaishabha, Mu Ran threw a punch with all his right hand. At that time, Mu Ran, who only had thirty percent of his mana left, even if he fought hard, he would definitely not be able to fight the life-threatening palm of Vaishaba Buddha, and the most seriously injured was this arm, and he still couldn't move.

Syllable!

The door was suddenly pushed open, and it was Grandpa Mo who came in, still holding a bowl of food in his hand, presumably some kind of decoction made of spiritual essence.

"Mr. Huoling, this is the silver lotus blood jade soup stewed by Mr. Wu, you can take it, according to Mr. Wu, I am afraid that it will be able to recover in another three or five days. The throat was uncomfortable to hear at first, but these days, Mu Ran felt that this eunuch was not as annoying as he imagined, and he took care of himself, but he was also conscientious.

But it's right to think about it, I was mainly affected by various eunuchs in the history books and other things, and I can't do it accurately.

took the silver lotus blood jade soup with his left hand, and Mu Ran didn't raise his head, and drank it directly. This silver lotus blood jade soup should have been an extremely superior tonic for regulating the yuan and recuperating injuries, and the taste was also sweet, but I don't know why it became such a terrible taste after being boiled by that Mr. Wu!

Bitter is not bitter, sour is not sour, it is extremely unpalatable!

Although the effect is indeed not bad, if Mu Ran is allowed to recuperate alone, I am afraid that he will not have ten or eight years to recover from this injury.

Thinking about it, he choked in the end, and the whole person trembled for a while, knocking over the jade bowl to the ground.

Cleaning the house and other rough work will naturally not be done by Grandpa Mo, and there is a small yellow door outside the door to clean up the house.

"Damn Wu Yan, can't you make things delicious?" After trying to adjust his state, he finally stopped being so choking, Mu Ran said speechlessly.

"By the way, Gonggong Mo, what is the origin of that witch word?" Although it was the man in black who saved him, he didn't know him. I have seen this father-in-law Mo a few times in front of me, so I took the opportunity to ask.

Frowning slightly, Gonggong Mo also groaned for a while, and then spoke: "If you say anything, I really don't know." It's just that he is very strong and is by no means below you and me, and it was he who was able to save you from the hands of Vaishabha. After a slight pause, Grandpa Mo said again: "This person is also good at medicine and knows how to eat, otherwise you would have to lie on the bed obediently and not move now." ”

Syllable!

This time, the door was not pushed open, but directly slammed open.

"Which bastard is speaking ill of Ben Gongzi behind his back?"

Dressed in black, with long hair flowing away, Wu Yan walked in through the door.