In the big battle, Jiang Changqing laughed at Ye Chen's disheveled appearance. It turns out that it doesn't have to be the villain being beaten to be happy, but the protagonist is the same!
Jiang Changqing rubbed his chin, this Ye Chen is too weak.
Obviously he is the child of destiny, but he is still submissive in front of the major heroines.
No wonder so far, even a woman's hand has never been touched.
After laughing at the protagonist Ye Chen, Jiang Changqing looked at Hu Meier outside, and combined with his memory, he started to have a headache.
It was easy to make Chu Anran turn against him, and under his operations, half of the work was done.
After all, the relationship between the two is much better than other people, and Chu Anran is easy to be moved, let her understand the cause and effect, and she will forgive naturally.
But the demon emperor in front of him was different.
The original owner almost killed the high-level officials of the Yaozu by himself. This is a disaster that the Yaozu has never experienced since its appearance.
Of course, this may not be very important.
The most important thing is that the original owner, a scumbag, actually tricked Hu Meier into bed and then lied to her!
The high-level pressure and the men's deceit made Hu Meier hate Jiang Changqing in her heart.
"The next thing is a protracted battle. Time is running out, so we have to solve it quickly!" Jiang Changqing spread his hands and began to modify on the editor.
By the side of a small river, with the flow of the river, a young man was washed to the bank.
People passing by saw the dead man and immediately ran home and started calling for people.
This also attracted the sect of cultivating immortals in this area.
"Hahaha! Good! Very good! This damned Jiang Changqing finally let me see his distress!"
The demon kings who rushed over saw the appearance of the young emperor, and laughed one by one.
Hu Meier, who was in mid-air, was also looking at the picture with her jade legs up.
However, what clothes are so familiar to the monks in this picture?
If the human monks standing behind saw this scene, they would definitely laugh like the monsters.
But after seeing what happened before and getting to know Jiang Changqing, they got used to it instead.
Now they most want to see how Jiang Changqing recovers.
You know how serious his injuries are!
In the picture, several monks began to check Jiang Changqing's injuries.
"Senior Sister Yue, he is hopeless." A disciple said, "The meridian is broken, the wound on the heart is even more fatal, and there are signs of being gouged out in both eyes..."
"Take it back first, we can't ignore death."
"But……"
"I said, take it back!" the woman said, and then disappeared.
"Sigh, senior sister is kind-hearted." Several disciples smiled wryly, picked up Jiang Changqing with magical techniques, and disappeared into the sky.
Xuantian Sword Sect, Qingshan Peak.
On a small bed, Jiang Changqing was smeared with ointment for wound recovery all over his body.
In the center of the room, Senior Sister Yue is refining the elixir to give to Jiang Changqing.
This meal is a year!
During this year, every once in a while, Senior Sister Yue will refine the elixir and give it to Jiang Changqing.
Under her care, the cracks began to recover, and Jiang Changqing also began to slowly recover from the loss of all five senses before.
The first is the sense of smell.
He could smell someone walking around him every day.
Second is touch.
Every day, there will be hands touching him.
Then taste.
Every once in a while, his mouth would be forcibly opened, and a bitter pill would be dropped.
Soon, other perceptions returned.
He wanted to get up, but found that his body had no strength and could not move.
It still hurt too badly.
"I don't know how long I've been in a coma... Has An Ran practiced well... Where is this place?"
Jiang Changqing sighed in his heart, now is not the time to think wildly, he can only wait for the day when he can move soon.
"Senior sister, it's been a year, do you still want to keep him?"
"He can still be saved, it's not my way to see death and refuse to save him."
"But it's been a year, and how many elixir have you wasted? Apart from recovering from the injury, there is no movement at all!"
"I said that……"
"Cuckoo~"
"Huh?" The man frowned, looked at the bandaged man on the bed, and upon hearing the movement, Senior Sister Yue immediately ran over, and whispered in Jiang Changqing's ear, "Are you hungry?"
"Yes." Jiang Changqing wanted to speak, but he still couldn't make a sound.
"Wait, I remember there are some pastries here!"
When the man saw his senior sister like this, he was angry and helpless, so he stopped looking at her and let her do whatever he wanted.
"Come on, I'll feed you." Senior Sister Yue pinched a piece of pastry and put it into Jiang Changqing's mouth.
Jiang Changqing, who hadn't eaten for a long time, was also starving. He only started practicing halfway through, and it took only a few days from the beginning to the end. Although there were pills during this period, he was not full at all!
After a few mouthfuls of pastry, Jiang Changqing also regained some strength.
"Thank you for saving my life. I don't know your name? I can repay you when I recover."
"Doctors never ask for anything in return for saving lives. You should take a good rest first and calm down to heal your wounds."
After the woman finished speaking, she left. Jiang Changqing sat up with all his strength when he realized that there was no one there.
"As the saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed! I need to recover quickly, and then go to An Ran!"
As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Changqing was ready to absorb the spiritual energy, and he wanted to practice again!
"Heh, did you see it? Even if it's abolished, he doesn't forget to practice."
Hu Meier sneered, stroked her tail and said, "That's it, how dare you let Chu Anran take him away?"
"The large formation will make him lose his cultivation, but you have also seen that even if the meridians are completely cut off, he is still practicing. If the meridians are intact, what will happen?"
Speaking of this, everyone's backs were wet with sweat.
"When he recovers, do you think that a bloodthirsty and tyrannical evil emperor will easily let you go?"
"Do you still have the confidence to trap him again and let him accept the destruction of the formation?"
"We must not let the Saintess of Penglai take Jiang Changqing away!"
"If you let him go, that's letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and we will still die in the future!"
"No... that would be more terrifying than death!"
But as the protagonist, Ye Chen didn't take it seriously. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, the demon emperor. Even if Jiang Changqing wants to recover, he needs a lot of adventures. Besides, if we can trap him for the first time, we can also trap him for the first time." Stay for the second time!"
Hu Meier looked at him with a half-smile, "Really? That would be the best."
In the picture, Jiang Changqing kept reciting the spirit spell silently, a large amount of spiritual energy gathered above his head, but none of it was drawn into his body by him.
His meridians were destroyed, and his bones were incomplete. He is now the same as Chu Anran back then, an aura insulator.
No aura is willing to enter his body.
Jiang Changqing also understood this truth, so he had no choice but to give up drawing air into his body, lying on the bed panting, and fell asleep.
Jiang Changqing rubbed his chin, this Ye Chen is too weak.
Obviously he is the child of destiny, but he is still submissive in front of the major heroines.
No wonder so far, even a woman's hand has never been touched.
After laughing at the protagonist Ye Chen, Jiang Changqing looked at Hu Meier outside, and combined with his memory, he started to have a headache.
It was easy to make Chu Anran turn against him, and under his operations, half of the work was done.
After all, the relationship between the two is much better than other people, and Chu Anran is easy to be moved, let her understand the cause and effect, and she will forgive naturally.
But the demon emperor in front of him was different.
The original owner almost killed the high-level officials of the Yaozu by himself. This is a disaster that the Yaozu has never experienced since its appearance.
Of course, this may not be very important.
The most important thing is that the original owner, a scumbag, actually tricked Hu Meier into bed and then lied to her!
The high-level pressure and the men's deceit made Hu Meier hate Jiang Changqing in her heart.
"The next thing is a protracted battle. Time is running out, so we have to solve it quickly!" Jiang Changqing spread his hands and began to modify on the editor.
By the side of a small river, with the flow of the river, a young man was washed to the bank.
People passing by saw the dead man and immediately ran home and started calling for people.
This also attracted the sect of cultivating immortals in this area.
"Hahaha! Good! Very good! This damned Jiang Changqing finally let me see his distress!"
The demon kings who rushed over saw the appearance of the young emperor, and laughed one by one.
Hu Meier, who was in mid-air, was also looking at the picture with her jade legs up.
However, what clothes are so familiar to the monks in this picture?
If the human monks standing behind saw this scene, they would definitely laugh like the monsters.
But after seeing what happened before and getting to know Jiang Changqing, they got used to it instead.
Now they most want to see how Jiang Changqing recovers.
You know how serious his injuries are!
In the picture, several monks began to check Jiang Changqing's injuries.
"Senior Sister Yue, he is hopeless." A disciple said, "The meridian is broken, the wound on the heart is even more fatal, and there are signs of being gouged out in both eyes..."
"Take it back first, we can't ignore death."
"But……"
"I said, take it back!" the woman said, and then disappeared.
"Sigh, senior sister is kind-hearted." Several disciples smiled wryly, picked up Jiang Changqing with magical techniques, and disappeared into the sky.
Xuantian Sword Sect, Qingshan Peak.
On a small bed, Jiang Changqing was smeared with ointment for wound recovery all over his body.
In the center of the room, Senior Sister Yue is refining the elixir to give to Jiang Changqing.
This meal is a year!
During this year, every once in a while, Senior Sister Yue will refine the elixir and give it to Jiang Changqing.
Under her care, the cracks began to recover, and Jiang Changqing also began to slowly recover from the loss of all five senses before.
The first is the sense of smell.
He could smell someone walking around him every day.
Second is touch.
Every day, there will be hands touching him.
Then taste.
Every once in a while, his mouth would be forcibly opened, and a bitter pill would be dropped.
Soon, other perceptions returned.
He wanted to get up, but found that his body had no strength and could not move.
It still hurt too badly.
"I don't know how long I've been in a coma... Has An Ran practiced well... Where is this place?"
Jiang Changqing sighed in his heart, now is not the time to think wildly, he can only wait for the day when he can move soon.
"Senior sister, it's been a year, do you still want to keep him?"
"He can still be saved, it's not my way to see death and refuse to save him."
"But it's been a year, and how many elixir have you wasted? Apart from recovering from the injury, there is no movement at all!"
"I said that……"
"Cuckoo~"
"Huh?" The man frowned, looked at the bandaged man on the bed, and upon hearing the movement, Senior Sister Yue immediately ran over, and whispered in Jiang Changqing's ear, "Are you hungry?"
"Yes." Jiang Changqing wanted to speak, but he still couldn't make a sound.
"Wait, I remember there are some pastries here!"
When the man saw his senior sister like this, he was angry and helpless, so he stopped looking at her and let her do whatever he wanted.
"Come on, I'll feed you." Senior Sister Yue pinched a piece of pastry and put it into Jiang Changqing's mouth.
Jiang Changqing, who hadn't eaten for a long time, was also starving. He only started practicing halfway through, and it took only a few days from the beginning to the end. Although there were pills during this period, he was not full at all!
After a few mouthfuls of pastry, Jiang Changqing also regained some strength.
"Thank you for saving my life. I don't know your name? I can repay you when I recover."
"Doctors never ask for anything in return for saving lives. You should take a good rest first and calm down to heal your wounds."
After the woman finished speaking, she left. Jiang Changqing sat up with all his strength when he realized that there was no one there.
"As the saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed! I need to recover quickly, and then go to An Ran!"
As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Changqing was ready to absorb the spiritual energy, and he wanted to practice again!
"Heh, did you see it? Even if it's abolished, he doesn't forget to practice."
Hu Meier sneered, stroked her tail and said, "That's it, how dare you let Chu Anran take him away?"
"The large formation will make him lose his cultivation, but you have also seen that even if the meridians are completely cut off, he is still practicing. If the meridians are intact, what will happen?"
Speaking of this, everyone's backs were wet with sweat.
"When he recovers, do you think that a bloodthirsty and tyrannical evil emperor will easily let you go?"
"Do you still have the confidence to trap him again and let him accept the destruction of the formation?"
"We must not let the Saintess of Penglai take Jiang Changqing away!"
"If you let him go, that's letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and we will still die in the future!"
"No... that would be more terrifying than death!"
But as the protagonist, Ye Chen didn't take it seriously. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, the demon emperor. Even if Jiang Changqing wants to recover, he needs a lot of adventures. Besides, if we can trap him for the first time, we can also trap him for the first time." Stay for the second time!"
Hu Meier looked at him with a half-smile, "Really? That would be the best."
In the picture, Jiang Changqing kept reciting the spirit spell silently, a large amount of spiritual energy gathered above his head, but none of it was drawn into his body by him.
His meridians were destroyed, and his bones were incomplete. He is now the same as Chu Anran back then, an aura insulator.
No aura is willing to enter his body.
Jiang Changqing also understood this truth, so he had no choice but to give up drawing air into his body, lying on the bed panting, and fell asleep.
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