Princess Against the World

"Soup?!" Mo Xuanchen frowned.

He hasn't drunk this bitter thing for a long time! !

"Yu'er...don't have any pills?!"

"The elixir exists because it can be more conveniently fused with herbs, so that it can exert its maximum medicinal properties, and it is also good at preserving! Not all herbs can be used to refine elixir! What you drink is logan leaves , lich fruit, thyme and thorn needles boiled for three hours! This decoction is called Immortal Water, that is to say, it has a magical speed of healing wounds!"

Ling Luoyu stubbornly signaled Mo Xuanchen to drink it.

"These kinds of herbs can only exert their medicinal properties in water, you will know after drinking them!"

Mo Xuanchen had no choice but to frown, and drank the medicinal soup bitterly.

The entrance of the elixir was like a cold spring entering his body, which shocked him and made him feel refreshed.

Ling Luoyu picked up Rulan with her fingers, and touched the back of Mo Xuanchen's neck, using the power of the primordial spirit of chaos, to lock the medicinal properties of the fairy water, and guide them into the wound on Mo Xuanchen's back.

A numb and itchy feeling came from the wound, making him tremble uncontrollably.

"Don't move, the wound is healing!"

The wound was slowly growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As time passed by, Ling Luoyu's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his face was slightly pale.

This is an invisible game!

She needs to catalyze the release of the medicinal properties of the fairy water with the power of the chaotic primordial spirit, and enhance their medicinal properties, so as to speed up the healing of the wound.

Those who can severely injure Mo Xuanchen will definitely not let it go!

If this person followed the trail, it might be another fierce battle.

Ling Luoyu needs him to deal with it in the best condition!

When the last bit of wound healed, Ling Luoyu's whole body seemed to have collapsed, and she fell limply to the ground.

"Feather!"

Ling Luoyu fell into a warm embrace.

Seeing the person in his arms sweating profusely, Mo Xuanchen's heart ached.

"Why are you so stupid? My little wound is nothing! Why do you have to tire yourself out like this?!"

Ling Luoyu shook her head slightly, and looked into his eyes intently.

"I want you to live!!"

Mo Xuanchen's heart ached violently!

He understands! !

He tightened his arms, hugged her tightly, and kissed her forehead.

"Stupid thing!"

Ling Luoyu grinned and murmured, "I'm going to sleep for a while..."

This consumption of profound energy caused her to exhaust almost all of her chaotic primordial spirits, which was more laborious than any fighting battle.

Leaning on his chest, Ling Luoyu fell into a deep sleep.

In the quiet bamboo house, Mo Xuanchen sat on the ground, holding Ling Luoyu in his arms, motionless.

He was afraid that if he moved, he would startle her.

Holding her, looking at her pale face, Mo Xuanchen's eyes were full of doting, his lips pressed against her forehead, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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Confused, Ling Luoyu felt the faint breathing on his forehead, and with a thought, he woke up instantly.

Mo Xuanchen still maintained the posture of hugging her, half leaning against the bamboo bed.

In an instant, Ling Luoyu suddenly wanted to grow old with him like this forever.

Regardless of the Manghuang clan, regardless of the ancient city of the Mohist family, regardless of everything else, there are only the two of them, only each other, and they will stay together peacefully until old age.

Lifting her head slightly, she looked at his flawless profile, couldn't help but slightly pouted her lips, and kissed his chin lightly.

This evildoer, sleeping so charmingly, invites people to commit crimes! !