However, in less than half a second, the immortal's head was chopped off by Prajna's hand knife, and he lost his breath at that time.

That's a fairy! How strong is Prajna's strength!

It seems that she really has the strength to protect him, saying that she can't leave is not all an excuse.

Although Prajna serves Ye Xuan with all her heart, Ye Xuan doesn't really want to make herself a waste.

Even when Spirit Power was in pain, he never stopped for a moment.

Even in illusion, he is not reconciled to being an immobile waste!

"Isn't that okay with us?

What's the use of those fairy grasses, the process of regenerating a severed limb is very painful!"

"I'll do everything for you, why don't you just lie on the bed?"

Banruo helped Ye Xuan back to the bed, said 180 words distressed and helpless.

This is the last two months when Ye Xuan fell off the bed nearly ten thousand times.

On average, it will fall once every time a stick of incense sticks.

Ye Xuan's cold expression didn't fluctuate at all, he just said indifferently: "I'm going to find spiritual herbs."

"With your speed, can you get to the door before dark?"

Ye Xuan glanced at her: "If you don't get in the way, maybe you can."

in the way?

In Ye Xuan's eyes, Banruo's hard work in taking care of her is just a hindrance?

After Ye Xuan finished speaking, he rubbed against the bed again in a strange posture.

However, Banruo was not angry, she sighed (cabd) and said, "Stop rubbing, I'll get you the medicine."

A light flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes: "Really?"

Banruo nodded: "Yeah."

After speaking, she tucked Ye Xuan in the quilt and left.

Prajna left for more than seven days. During this time, Ye Xuan was alone, unable to do anything except run the stagnant and clogged Spirit Power.

He passed out from the pain countless times, and after waking up, he started to run Spirit Power again.

The quilt was soaked by his cold sweat and then dried, and then wet again. When Prajna came back, the quilt had become hard and covered Ye Xuan's body like a thin board.

Coincidentally, during the few days when Prajna was not around, no one came to attack Ye Xuan.

After all, Banruo came back with what Ye Xuan needed. With Banruo's care, the life of Ye Xuan, who had a bad life in the past few days, finally became better again.

Prajna said: "How about it, can't you do without my care?"

Ye Xuan stared at the plants of fairy grass and medicinal herbs with bare eyes, and said with a smile: "When my limbs regenerate, I can do anything!"

"Hmph! Elm head!"

Banruo snorted coldly, then turned and left.

Ye Xuan looked at her back with some apology, and then kept comforting himself: "It's just a phantom, just a phantom."

It has been more than three months since he entered the illusion, and the Spirit Power stagnation at the severed limb has basically been completely transformed by him into the power that can be freely dissociated in his body.

Fortunately, there is still a burning flame in his body. The flame is very small, but its strength is not weak at all.

It is precisely because of Lixin Shengyan to refine and forge some silted Spirit Power that he was able to solve the huge amount of silted Spirit Power so quickly without anyone helping to unblock it.

Even though he doesn't feel discomfort and pain when using Spirit Power for a while, it is still difficult for him to control Spirit Power.

Without hands and feet, it is really not very skilled.

He used the Spirit Power to take a teacup carelessly, and a few seconds later, the teacup shattered to the ground with a "clang".

Prajna heard the voice and hurried over. .

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