Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chapter 38 Wraith
Ling Yu was walking in an empty space, the shallow water was under her feet, and every step she took, there were ripples.

She lowered her head to look at herself in the water, but saw Qi Hao's real body.

The scales looked like armor made of silver, noble and hard.

The feathers are as smooth and tough as if they have been coated with wax oil, and the roots are firm.

What she is most proud of is her wings, which can cover the sky and the sun when they are spread out.

The long tail with barbs is also good-looking. Although it is thin, it can shatter rocks when it twitches.

There is also her beak and crown in the reflection, which is her most beautiful appearance.

This look is as old as a previous life.

She knew that she was in a dream again, and this time, she really wanted to take a closer look.

"Master, is Ling Yu really okay?" Someone asked anxiously, the voice was right next to Ling Yu's ear.

She knew that she would wake up soon.

After looking at the reflection a few more times, Ling Yu reluctantly opened his eyes.

Both Wen Jingchan and Tong Yan stayed by her bedside, and there was another Zhu Huai.

A lot of needles were stuck in the top of Ling Yu's head, she was about to move when Zhu Huai held her down.

Wen Jingchan stood at the end of the bed, frowning all the time. Seeing her wake up, her expression softened a little.

"Senior Brother Zhu Huai," Tong Yan asked anxiously, "What kind of injury did Ling Yu suffer? When will she wake up?"

"Already awake." Zhu Huai tapped Ling Yu with his chin, motioning Tong Yan to watch for himself.

"Ling Yu!" Tong Yan immediately grabbed her hand, "Is there any discomfort for you? Is there any pain? What do you want to eat? Do you want to drink water? Are you hot?"

A series of questions from her made Ling Yu's mind a little dazed, she wanted to say something, but her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't hear it.

Wen Jingchan handed over a glass of water, Tong Yan quickly took it, put it next to Ling Yu's mouth and slowly fed her.

She was really scared, Wen Jingchan asked her to change Ling Yu's clothes, she was still wondering why there was such a request.

When she saw Ling Yu covered in blood, Tong Yan's legs went limp at that moment, and her tears fell down without warning.

So much blood, how painful it is.

But Zhu Huai said that she was fine.

If Wen Jingchan hadn't asked him to guard Lingyu here every day just in case, he would have left long ago.

"Lingyu, how do you feel?" Tong Yan's tears came again, "I'm a little scared if you say something."

"I'm fine." Ling Yu said concisely.

She is really fine, and even feels better than before.

Mami's tailbone is now inside her, and she seems to be much stronger.

Although those short-sighted bones were rampaging in her body, they had returned to where they were supposed to go.

It's just that I don't know how to explain this to Wen Jingchan so that I can get away with it.

He is standing by the bed right now, and he looks like he hasn't closed his eyes for several nights, and there are three points of worry and three points of doubt in his eyes.

Ling Yu sat up, and she felt that she suddenly had inexhaustible strength from the waist down.

At this time, if another wraith comes in front of her, she will definitely kick her head off.

"Where's the resentful spirit?" Ling Yu recalled the cloud of black air.

Wen Jingchan took out a transparent cube from his cuff, and there was a small cloud of black air inside.

It seems that he has been trapped for a long time, and he no longer has the arrogance of that time.

"I've already asked about the origin of the needle," Wen Jingchan said, "it doesn't know anything about it."

He thought Ling Yu wanted to ask this, but Ling Yu actually just wanted to confirm whether Wraith Ling was dead or not.

"Why didn't you kill it?" Ling Yu asked.

It would be fine if this thing could be locked up for a lifetime, but if she ran back to Ao Zhuhai and broke Ling Yu, it would not work.

Comparing the two, Ling Yu felt that killing it would be easier.

Anyway, judging from its posture in Wuxiangyuan, it also has a will to die.

"In order to force it to tell you the origin of the thing that hurt you," Tong Yan said from the side, "burned it with real fire for seven days, and you probably won't be able to hear it in a coma."

"It howls every day, and the Green Willow Courtyard can't sleep at all."

Ling Yu moved her gaze from Tong Yan's face to Wen Jingchan's, but saw him turn his head away, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window.

He is, shy?

Ling Yu herself was taken aback by her own thoughts.

Zhu Huai put the last needle on the top of her head, and the acupuncture method to dredge the meridians is considered to be a success.

When he took Ling Yu's pulse, he told Zhenjun that she was not seriously injured.

Although it looked scary, the pulse condition of the whole body was unbelievably stable, and there was no danger of life at all.

But Zhenjun Wuyang just didn't believe it.

Not to mention that her injuries were serious.

Zhu Huai wanted to say that if we had to compare, Zhenjun's injury was more serious.

But he thought with his toes and knew that Zhenjun would not listen at all, so he could only promise to heal Lingyu well, and then asked him to go to Zhixing to heal his wounds.

It is indeed strange to say that the wound on Zhenjun's shoulder was caused by the same thing as the wound on Ling Yu's body.

Ling Yu is really no big deal.

True Monarch Wuyang, however, can't be more serious than that.

Cracks appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and countless spiritual powers overflowed from the cracks, and the wound couldn't stop the bleeding.

The real pardoner brought the ten-thousand-year-old moon-filling grass and asked Wen Jingchan to repair the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness, but he insisted on keeping it until Lingyu woke up.

"Zhenjun," Zhu Huai could only remind him, "Junior Sister Lingyu is fine, Zhenjun should use the moon grass as soon as possible."

Moon grass?
Ling Yu has heard of this thing, it hardly grows in the earth and spirit world, and it is difficult to live above the Sanqing domain.

If the gods in the sky are hurt by someone who hurts the sea of ​​consciousness, they will use this thing to remedy.

Also because of this miraculous effect, it is impossible for it to flow into the hands of ordinary people, and no one will give it generously.

Seeing that Wen Jingchan hadn't moved, Zhu Huai could only urge again: "Ling Yu is really useless, she is really good, very good."

What do you mean?
For me?

Ling Yu wanted to see how Wen Jingchan would react, but unexpectedly he turned around and left the room.

Ling Yu was not given a chance to observe him at all.

"What happened to his sea of ​​consciousness?" Ling Yu asked Zhu Huai.

In fact, this problem is a bit superfluous, and the moon grass is used, so it should not be much better.

"Zhenjun was seriously injured by the resentful spirit," Zhu Huai said, "There was a crack in the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness, so the spiritual power leaked out, and the wound did not heal."

Tong Yan already knew, so he didn't have much reaction when he heard it.

She didn't expect Ling Yu to be not surprised at all.

"Lingyu, Zhenjun received one injection," Tong Yan said, "You have received eight injections, and Zhenjun's sea of ​​consciousness has cracked. You are fine, aren't you surprised?"

Of course she wasn't surprised, it was her own tail, and of course it wouldn't really hurt her.

"It should be Wraith Ling who spent his whole life's skills," Ling Yu said casually, "it must have been used on the first needle."

(End of this chapter)