You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Do you know how much effort I have put in these years, but it's useless, useless, and useless."

"I don't know what to do, I really don't know what to do, and now, you're awake."

"For this moment, I've waited too long, too long."

Zhuge Yun burst into tears, not caring about his image at all. If he hadn't had obsessions in his heart for hundreds of thousands of years, he would have collapsed long ago.

At this moment, all the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were vented in an instant.

However, at this time, Zhuge Yun seemed to feel something on his head. He slowly raised his head and saw Nangong Lan put her hand on his head, smiling with a forced expression.

She used all her strength to control this body just to comfort Zhuge Yun.

And Zhuge Yun grabbed Nangong Yunlan's hand and put it on his chest.

"Yun'er, how are you? Do you feel any discomfort?"

Zhuge Yun said anxiously, while Nangong Yunlan shook her head vigorously, with a few tears in the corners of her eyes.

"It's good that there is none, it's good that there is none."

"Yun'er, don't move, rest first, and save your strength."

After Zhuge Yun finished speaking, he sat down next to Nangong Yunlan, holding Nangong Yunlan's hands tightly with both hands, without any relaxation, as if he could never find them again if he relaxed.

"Tell... tell... a... story to... you."

Nangong Yunlan's lips moved slightly, and he uttered a few words with great difficulty, while Zhuge Yun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and began to tell stories with sobs.

Yun'er used to like him telling stories the most. Every time he came back from his adventures, he would tell stories to coax Yun'er to sleep.

When Yun'er was unconscious before, he would tell stories every night, but later, he stopped telling stories because he was discouraged.

And today, he was naturally very happy to hear Yun'er's request again.

"There was a small mountain in the past. There was a temple on the mountain. The temple was not big, but it looked gentle. In the temple, there lived an old monk and three young monks."

"Every day, the old monk would preach to the three young monks. The three young monks were not very old, and they listened to him in a half-understanding manner..."

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed, and Ye Lin opened his eyes, and Liu Bai also opened his eyes.

"Huh, after half a month, I have finally recovered a little."

Looking at the piles of spiritual stones around him, Ye Lin's breath was shocked, and all these spiritual stones turned into powder, and disappeared with the wind.

"It seems that it succeeded."

Liu Bai said with a smile, and at this time, there were footsteps behind him.

Ye Lin stood up and turned around to see Zhuge Yun walking slowly towards this side with a woman in a white dress. The woman in the white dress had a smile on her face and was extremely beautiful. Zhuge Yun was full of vitality, and there was no trace of the previous dead air.

The current Zhuge Yun is completely different from the previous Zhuge Yun.

Zhuge Yun used to be lifeless, unwilling to communicate with others, and isolated from the outside world, as if he was about to be buried.

But now Zhuge Yun is full of vitality, full of vitality and drive, as if he was alive again.

"Yun'er, this is Ye Lin, my disciple. Without him, I might not have succeeded in saving you until now."

"And this is the disciple of the Holy Lord, the Holy Son of the Cangqiong Holy Land, the next Holy Lord. In order to save you, he also spent a lot of money."

Zhuge Yun smiled and introduced to Nangong Yunlan beside him.