Otherworldly Evil Monarch

Chapter 79—Blessing in a disaster

The solitary slanting eyes, even despise: "Look at this old guy, the grandson was nervously injured like this, no body as the style of the generals, really despise it, I actually have the official position under this, the world sad!!"

Independence and invincibility, with a big mouth, with his own father, the chicken glutinous rice generally nodded: "That is, contempt for the extreme, the world is sad."

At the same time, the ministers shook their heads and scorned indefinitely: even if you are alone, even if you have a little oily skin, you must also scream for the sky. Losing you is still defying the people and fighting the sky. The real shame is not shameful! However, the singer of Du Gu’s father said that it seems to be the same. It is estimated which dog-headed master is helping to consider...

Yep? Have you considered it for a long time? This is a terrifying news! Is the military not equal? When I think of it, everyone in the old fox is a sigh of relief.

Seeing that his son is so cooperative with himself, he is so lonely and full of great comfort, and he feels awkward and stunned. "It’s still a good family. A guy comes out of ten, and each dragon is fierce, not like a gentleman. Just a hair."

Independence and invincibility, the chicken and glutinous rice nodded normally: "That is."

Everyone was a bit chilly: only one sentence blew the bottom, a guy came out ten? Do you think your wife is a sow? It’s really rough! Besides, your oldest son, three sons, together with nearly twenty wives, only a dozen grandchildren, you also want to blow!

Ignore this pair of fathers and sons who are smug and smug, one by one, walked out and went home.

Just take what happened in these two days as a seemingly wonderful farce. I knew it was like this, hehe.

In a short time, the guards of the palace saw the old man who was proud of the old man with a white hair and a beard. He took a medicine box and went out of the palace gate. He rode himself to the horse and had a sedan chair!

It seems that before the father entered the palace, he even prepared the princess of the royal doctor.

Really... no problem, thoughtful!

Howling is a high person, this is called a high person!

Jun Mo Xiejun, the young master, is lying in bed, trying to make a sinister look. In fact, his heart is already full of fun.

Little Loli can be carefully served, a spoonful of a spoonful of sugared bird's nest porridge, ginseng lotus seeds, eight treasures of Furong soup, ... in short, can eat big supplements, can eat a hard time The only thing that made him uncomfortable was that the old man also had a lot of six-level sacred blood. It is said that this is also a rare big supplement, but Jun Moxie is holding his nose every time, or taking time to pour it. In the bucket next to the bed...

Too hard to drink! My brother, I am not a savage, can you give me blood and blood? More unhygienic, not afraid of trouble? !

Of course, it is not only this that makes him cool. The key is that after this injury, Jun Moxie discovered that the Hongjun Tower in the brain has been in a high-speed rotation, and the aura and white fog that comes out of it is more intense, over and over again. The erosion of his meridians, especially the injured places, has become the focus of care, less than a day and night of work, the body of the sword wound has actually healed seven seven eight eight.

With a few coughs and coughing out a few black blood clots, the dullness of the chest has been reduced a lot; the sword wound on the thighs looks very, very special, after all, it is almost transparent, but in the constant aura Under nourishment, I have already felt no pain; only the itchiness of the whole body makes Jun Moxie somewhat uncomfortable, but it is also somewhat comfortable. It is called pain and happiness...

Not only that, because of the relationship between the injury, the aura of the Hongjun Tower continues to output, it seems that the wounds of Jun Moxie will not stop. Generally, Jun Moxie will not let go of this cultivation. Timing, it is very simple to fully activate the creation of the heavens, guiding this as a real aura in the meridians, this movement, suddenly found the difference, the aura is like a solid body in the meridians, in the sword After several times, the meridians caused by the injury were shocked and violently opened. Almost at the speed visible to the naked eye, I felt a little expansion of the airflow in the meridians, and became a little thicker...

If it is in the past, in this case, the Hongjun Tower has already stopped exporting, but this time it has completely stopped. The Jun Moxie is of course happy, simply giving up the cure for the sword wound, and guiding the aura with one mind. Airflow, muffled and made a fortune.

Jun Moxie suddenly feels that his behavior is similar to fraud... People kindly help you treat injuries, but you use this opportunity to improve yourself, just as profiteers use people's good intentions to make huge profits...

but--

I would rather have more than a few such scams! I am already addicted to scams! Don't lie, don't lie! Jun Mo’s heart shouted, and he even tightened the speed of “fraud”...

Otherwise, if the injury is healed and the aura falls to the original state, then what should I do now, I am used to such a high-quality aura transmission, once I get back to the original shape, crying on it, can I still cut two swords in exchange for this. The cultivation atmosphere? !

Unfortunately, the output of Reiki is still more or less to treat the various trauma parts, even if it is slow, always in the process of healing, when the feeling of the sword on the thigh is also itchy and crisp, The aura in the tower finally slowed down the speed of the transport, and after a while, the speed finally stopped slowly, and the sea of ​​consciousness returned to a silence...

Jun Moxie shocked, finally woke up, and my heart sighed pity, it seems that I have not enjoyed enough to say - the speed of this cultivation is so fascinating. Under the air, the transparent airflow in the meridians slowly flows, which is doubled in this short night before the injury! If it is measured according to the world's mysterious standard, at least it is already eight levels of Xuanqi's cultivation, and it is very pure!

Under the nine products, the world of ants, the forest of the strongest of Yin Xuan Jin Xuan just started, even if it is a very pure eight-item Xuanqi is not worth mentioning; but don’t think that Jun Moxie is very slow. I have to know that he came to this world and it was only a month and a half full of calculations. In the one and a half months of this district, he has upgraded from the original three products to eight products! This kind of cultivation speed, even if the supreme gods are old and not dead, it is also to be shocked by a mouthful of old teeth!

If there is a Dongdong in the world, such as the Institute of Anatomy, once you find the speed of practice such as Jun Moxie, you will not be arrested and unloaded and studied eight times. Jun Moxie comfortably breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that he was really hurt this time... his grandmother dripped! Even pondering, is it time to cut two swords at a time!

A bodyguard came in and reported: "Young Master, Tang Gongzi came to see you."

Jun Moxie sighed and immediately thought of something. If nothing was done, stuffing a cloth bag on the side of the pillow into the bed, he said in a weak voice: "Go and ask Master Tang to come in."

With a dull footstep, Tang Fatzi gasped, and it was very difficult to walk into the room of Jun Moxie. The huge bedroom seemed to suddenly become narrow. "Three little wow, you can scare me." Tang Yuan looked shocked: "I heard that you went to see the emperor, crying in the middle of the night, in the middle of the night, you said that if our brothers are really heavenly, How can you live with me!"

Jun Moxie looked at this fat man with powerlessness and really wanted to jump up and kick out! However, I have to play a serious injury now, so I have to spare him for a while. But my eyes are already naked and I have to eat people...