After the goddess wears into the interstellar

"Does it hurt?" Zong Lan applied the medicine to the wound on Mu Yu's back.

"It doesn't hurt, hurry up," Mu Yu gritted his teeth, "That kid can't wait for long."

Although he sealed the vitality, it only greatly slowed down the speed of its passage. If you want to save people, you have to do it quickly.

Zong Lan glanced at him, and the speed of applying the medicine was a little faster.

Mu Yu: "Hiss—"

Zong Lan: "I have to save others with such a serious wound?"

Before Mu Yu took off his clothes, he only noticed that there was a wound on his back, but he didn't expect it to be... so serious.

I saw two staggered knife wounds almost running through Mu Yu's entire back, mixed with many small scars, which looked like miniature laser cannons, darts, long guns, etc. It was hard to imagine how he was carrying such injuries After a day of activities, I even played hands with people.

Mu Yu: "Of course, this kid is worth hundreds of millions of star coins! Hiss—"

Zong Lan: "Are you short of money?"

"I'm not short of money," Mu Yu trembled because of the pain, "Excalibur is short of money."

But because he is the suzerain, it means that he is short of money.

"You mean the debt of the Excalibur Sect?"

Mu Yu: "How do you know?"

Zong Lan: "It's hard not to know."

Mu Yu: "You really know how to chat."

A low laugh came from behind, and Mu Yu felt that Mr. Lan applied the medicine faster.

After smearing the wound, Zong Lan pointed to the repairing nutrient solution on the table, "Two bottles a day, you go to the medical cabin today, and you should be able to recover soon."

"No need." Mu Yu got up to pick up the clothes on the hanger.

"Don't wear it yet, you have to apply another layer of medicine after it dries."

"Oh..." Mu Yu put down his clothes, turned around and squatted down in front of the unconscious young man, pinching in his hands.

Zong Lan frowned, "Don't drink the nutrient solution?"

"No," Mu Yu kept moving, "I don't have any money, so I can't afford it."

A nutrient solution costs 10,000+ star coins. Mr. Lan was born in a wealthy family, so the price of the nutrient solution he produced may be even higher.

Zong Lan: "Give it to you for free, you don't need to pay it back."

Mu Yu: "Thank you, but I don't like to owe favors."

"..." Zong Lan walked slowly in front of the young man, lowering his eyes.

"By the way," Mu Yu raised his head, "Since you are no longer in the Divine Sword Sect, let me tell you that I saved you last time and wasted a lot of resources in the sect. I don't know how much you are worth, and the reward will be given to you." ha."

"Well, it will be called to your account when I get home."

"Happy man!" Mu Yu gave a thumbs up, "I checked the medicine just now, and the price is [-] star coins, and if you include the cost of your bandage, you can pay me [-] less at that time."

Seeing his calculations so clearly, Zong Lan felt a little uncomfortable, and pointed at the young man in front of him, "Then what about the fee for helping you save him?"

"..." Mu Yu thought for a while, "We'll wait until he wakes up, and he won't take my share!"

Thanks to Mr. Lan's reminder, he almost saved people for free.

Zong Lan: "..."

"I'm unsealing the seal now. He has the ability of the water system, which is just in line with mine. Unfortunately, he lost too much mental power due to his serious injuries. When the time comes, please use your mental power to protect his consciousness so that it doesn't collapse completely."

The vitality of the body can still be restored, but if the consciousness collapses first, it will be completely irrecoverable.

Zong Lan sat beside Mu Yu, "Yes."

"Then I'll start." Mu Yu's expression froze, and he pressed the newly formed formation to the young man's eyebrows.

In the next second, the boy's already pale complexion turned pale, and Mu Yu seized the opportunity to release the spiritual power of the water system in his body, pouring it into the meridians along the center of his eyebrows.

Sensing the weak consciousness fluctuation, Zong Lan raised his eyes and used his mental power to wrap the boy's remaining consciousness.

I saw that the gray mental power that was about to collapse slowly stopped spreading under the light golden power, and then slowly became stronger.

Mu Yu gritted his teeth, squeezed out every ray of spiritual power in the meridians, and pressed them all into the young man's eyebrows.

Being promoted to the Nascent Soul stage would have broadened the meridians, and the spiritual sea has also grown several times, but everything happened in time for today, and he hadn't enjoyed the thrill of the majestic spiritual power, so he was squeezed a few times first.

Unlucky.

Fighting for the last trace of spiritual power, Mu Yu made seals with trembling fingers, sealing all the water attribute power in the boy's body just now.

At the same time, the consciousness of the boy stabilized, Zong Lan withdrew his mental power, and helped Mu Yu who was about to fall.

"Damn this kid..." Mu Yu supported Zong Lan's hand and sat up, "You'll get extra money when you wake up!"

Sensing the young man's mental fluctuations that were several times stronger, Mu Yu was a little stunned, and then looked at Zong Lan in surprise, "Mr. Lan, your mental power is so pure."

Previously, he had only contacted Mr. Lan twice when his mental strength was severely injured, but he did not expect that the power of complete recovery would be so powerful, and he could help the boy's consciousness recover to such a degree in an instant.

The purity of this mental power, even his divine sense is enough to do it.

It seems that Mr. Lan is talented in mental power.

The abilities in this world are divided into many genres, and it was the same in the world of cultivating immortals in the past.He is a sword cultivator, and his divine sense is strong because his realm has been promoted to Mahayana, but just like the practice of swordsmanship, there are very few people who are born with strong spiritual power. This is the way of practice. Although it is more difficult than ordinary monks, the strength will also be strong Terrible.

It seems that Mr. Lan is one of those few mental power flow.

"Your wound has opened again." Zong Lan pulled him up, "Apply the medicine again."

"Oh good."

Seeing that the boy was rescued and came back, although he was still bruised, but his life was saved, Mu Yu relaxed.

"Lie down." Zong Lan picked up the medicine and turned around.

Mu Yu obediently lay on the bed, caught a trace of the spiritual power released by Mr. Lan, and looked slightly stunned.

This feels... so familiar.

Zong Lan sighed, looked at Mu Yu's bloody back again, and frowned.

The cold touch is attached to the back, and the pain is also more itchy at the same time.

But at this moment, Mu Yu has no time to take care of those, his expression becomes serious, and he carefully ponders Mr. Lan's mental strength.

It was different from the two times he had been in contact with him before. His aura changed a lot after his mental power was fully recovered. No wonder he didn't recognize it during the day.

But... why did he make a move?

The person in front of him was silent, and his back trembled slightly due to the pain. Zong Lan frowned and finished applying the medicine, "Don't move around, if the injury gets worse, you will be beyond salvation."

"Mr. Lan..." Mu Yu's voice became low, with a hint of puzzlement in his tone.

"Huh?" Zong Lan turned around to release the medicine.

Mu Yu got up, grabbed his arm, and carefully sensed the spiritual power in his body.

That's right, it's the breath.

Zong Lan was taken aback by this sudden movement, "?"

"Mr. Lan, why are you making a move?"

"what?"

The expression in Mu Yu's eyes darkened, "The person who blocked me on the playground this afternoon, is it you?"

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