My Master is Lin Zhengying

After finishing speaking, Xiaoyu pushed Nan Chen down on the bed again.

Nan Chen was powerless to resist:

"Xiao, Xiaoyu, I want to drink water!"

Xiaoyu said to Nan Chen very seriously:

"Yes, but don't move around and take a good rest."

Then he turned around, bypassed the sunlight coming in from the window, and floated to the table next to him to pour Nan Chen a glass of water.

Nan Chen took a sip and felt his throat was much more comfortable.

Leaning against the head of the bed, he took a few breaths and recovered a little strength.

"Xiaoyu, how long have I been in a coma?"

"Five days and one night."

Nan Chen took a deep breath, he didn't expect to be unconscious for so long this time.

"Xiaoyu, has there been any movement from the Jiuju School these days?

Are my master and senior brother alright? "

Xiaoyu sat on the head of the bed, and then began to tell Nan Chen what happened in the past few days.

After he fell into a coma, Nan Chen was carried to this guest room.

Later, he went to hunt down the disciples of Jiuju's sect, and after they went down the mountain, they came back one after another.

Because of them, they didn't dare to pursue too deeply.

After all, the witch Hua Muzi is not dead yet.

In case someone turned back the carbine, the gain would outweigh the loss.

Afterwards, Daoist Yongming from Baishamen personally bandaged Nan Chen's wound for treatment.

And took out Baishamen's special medicine, Baishabaiyu ointment, to treat Nanchen.

Coupled with Nan Chen's own resilience, the wound he healed didn't even leave a scar.

It can be seen how powerful this Baishabaiyu ointment is for wound recovery.

Looking at Taoism, it is also hard to find a thousand gold.

Especially some female monks may not get a little bit even if they kneel and break their legs.

But Daoist Yongming, head of the Baisha sect, used a whole box on Nan Chen.

This thing can not only speed up the recovery of injuries without leaving scars.

It can also improve skin activity and delay aging.

Of course, Nanchen didn't need this function yet.

But the older female monks are so greedy to see it, it is completely a treasure that will last forever.

In addition to settling down Nan Chen, Uncle Jiu and others, including Xiao Yu, also received the highest courtesy.

At the same time, besides confining the corpses of fellow sects and treating the wounded, Bai Shamen has been speeding up repairs and repairs of the mountain array these days.

But five days passed, and Jiuju's faction never came to attack the mountain again.

But fellow cultivators around the Dao League came to Baishamen one after another.

Up and down the Baisha Gate, there are as many as [-] people gathered at present.

As long as Uncle Jiu sits in charge and guards the Baishamen, it will not be a problem.

Of course, there are still threats.

The disciples of Jiuju's sect did not retreat.

Instead, he was stationed in the South Forest of Kunshan, fifty miles away, and the disciples of the Maoshan Sect and the Wangu Sect on the south bank of the Yangtze River, as well as the Jiuju Sect of the East China Sea, also came continuously for supplies.

Now they are accumulating strength with each other, and the Second World War may break out again at any time...

Xiaoyu told everything that happened in the past few days and what she knew.

Nan Chen also fully grasped the current situation.

Although the crisis has not been completely resolved, the Baishamen is still guarded.

As long as Baishamen is not lost, Sudi will not be lost.

If the land of Su is not lost, the gate of the East China Sea will not be opened.

It is not so easy for the Jiuju faction to attack the Central Plains.

Thinking of this, footsteps sounded outside the house.

Both Nan Chen and Xiao Yu glanced outside.

Nan Chen didn't feel anything, he thought that Uncle Jiu or Wen Cai and Jia Le might have come over.

But Xiaoyu next to her had a downcast face.