Three days later, 30,000 cultivators from the royal family came to the 50,000 cultivators from Li Xuanyuan met outside Zhuque City, and the attack on Zhuque City was imminent.
In the past three days, Li Jiayi has been guarding Lin Sheng, feeding Xiaobai a large amount of spiritual fruits every day to let it heal Lin Sheng.
On the first day, Lin Sheng's damaged dantian gradually recovered.
On the second day, Lin Sheng's internal injuries gradually recovered.
On the third day, Lin Sheng's external injuries were healed, and the broken tendons were miraculously connected.
Judging from this recovery situation, Lin Sheng not only saved his life, but also recovered his health, but there was one thing that made Li Jiayi worry.
That is, since Lin Sheng fainted in sorrow three days ago, he has not woken up again. In other words, although Lin Sheng's injuries have recovered, he may become a vegetable.
"Xiaobai, Lin Sheng's injuries have healed! Cast the spell quickly and let him wake up!" Li Jiayi begged to Xiaobai.
"Jiji..." Xiaobai shrugged and spread his paws helplessly, saying that he was helpless.
"Are you hungry? I have a lot of spiritual fruits you like to eat here! Eat it quickly, wake it up after eating it!" Li Jiayi said unwillingly, and then quickly took out a large number of spiritual fruits from the Qiankun Bottle.
"Jiji..." Xiaobai spread his claws again, then he crawled into Lin Sheng's chest and went to sleep.
"Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Lin Sheng, you must wake up! You still owe me a wedding! If you don't wake up for the rest of your life, wouldn't I have to serve you for the rest of your life? Wake up! Wake up..." Li Jiayi said and started crying again. Lin Sheng's appearance made Li Jiayi almost mentally ill.
At the same time, Nangong Yahun also came to Li Xuanyuan's camp.
"What? Yanran is dead?" Nangong Yahun was stunned when he heard the bad news.
"Your Majesty, people cannot be resurrected. Please feel sorry for your grief!" Li Xuanyuan said with a sad expression.
"Where is Lin Sheng? How did this bastard take care of my daughter!" Nangong Yahun suddenly became angry.
"They met Zong Fang's clone on the way back. Although Lin Sheng saved his life, he is now a useless person and is still in a coma." Li Xuanyuan sighed and said.
"Zong Fang!" Nangong Yahun crushed the quilt in his hand angrily, wishing he could eat his flesh and drink his blood to relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Where is my daughter now?" Nangong Yahun asked sadly, his emotional loss as if he had suddenly grown aged several dozen years.
"I have ordered someone to sort out her remains and put them in her mouth to ensure that her body is intact."
"It's a blessing that Master Li is here, I want to go and see her." Nangong Ya said in a distracted manner. The pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person is something that ordinary people cannot understand.
Afterwards, Li Xuanyuan took Nangong Yahun to see Nangong Yanran's body.
After seeing her beloved daughter lying in the coffin, Nangong Yahun could no longer help but feel sad and lay on the coffin and burst into tears.
"Daughter! Why did you leave so early? My father is sorry for you. My father shouldn't let you wander outside! My daughter..." Nangong Yahun cried while holding the coffin, and Li Xuanyuan next to him also wiped the corners of his wet eyes.
After a while, Li Xuanyuan stepped forward and persuaded: "Your Majesty, let me be sad! The princess has a spirit in the sky and doesn't want to see your sad appearance."
"President Li, I want to ask you something." Nangong Yahun wiped his tears and said to Li Xuanyuan.
"The emperor has any instructions, just say what he wants. What do you say? "Li Xuanyuan responded quickly.
"I want to keep Yanran's body. I wonder if Master Li is willing to give up his love and let Han Yushi keep her body from rotting?" Nangong Yahun asked with a sob.
"This..." Li Xuanyuan hesitated a little embarrassedly. After all, this cold jade is a treasure passed down from generation to generation in Kunlun Mountain.
"I have never asked anyone in my life, I have asked you!"
"This... OK! I promise you that, now the enemy is in front of you, the emperor must not miss the big thing because of grief!" Li Xuanyuan gritted his teeth and decided to agree to Nangong Yahun. He, who is also a father, couldn't bear to watch this scene.
"Don't worry! I will definitely crush the sect's bones and raise them ashes!" Nangong Yahun said, wiping his tears.
...
At the same time, inside Lin Sheng's tent.
Because of her long-term care for Lin Sheng, Li Jiayi is now exhausted and falls asleep on the head of Lin Sheng's bed.
At this moment, the Panlong stick next to the bed suddenly emitted a golden light, and the golden light entered Lin Sheng's head for a stick of incense.
Gradually, Lin Sheng gradually became conscious and had a strong desire to wake up.
Opening his eyes, the white area that appeared in front of Lin Sheng’s eyes. The monotonous white had no other colors except white.
"Where am I?" Lin Sheng murmured to himself after looking at the surrounding environment.
"You little brat, you have a very good life!" Just as Lin Sheng was confused, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ears.
"Hmm? Old Jin?" Lin Sheng shouted in surprise, then turned around and looked at the place where the sound came.
A middle-aged man with a fairy bone appeared in front of Lin Sheng.
"Are you Mr. Jin?" Lin Sheng asked curiously.
"Nonsense! Of course it's me! How about it? Does seeing a man like this charming, I feel a strong sense of inferiority complex?" Jin Biao smiled.
"I feel inferior to your sister! Why am I here?" Lin Sheng asked in confusion.
"Damn! You guy walked in front of the gate of hell and still spoke so badly. I lost so much energy for your little lover." Jin Biao punched Lin Sheng in the chest and scolded him with a smile.
"Wait a minute, it's a bit messy! Smooth it first!" Lin Sheng shook his head and patted his head, then asked, "Where are we now?"
"Of course it's in the Panlong stick!"
"Panlong Stick? How did I come in?" Lin Sheng asked.
"You didn't come in. I saw that you were unconscious all the time, so I used fairy art to awaken your soul and temporarily put your soul into the stick. I'll let you out later!" Jin Biao explained.
"So that's it! Although I don't understand what you said very well, I seem to be very powerful!" Lin Sheng nodded thoughtfully and said.
"Your body has been cured by that little white man. As long as I release your soul, you will wake up! Boy, you owe me a favor!"
"Thank you Mr. Jin for saving your life!" Lin Sheng quickly bowed to Jin Biao. After being in contact with Jin Biao for so long, it was the first time he had a face-to-face conversation with him. He felt a strange feeling.
"Don't be busy thanking me first! There is another good news to tell you! Please be grateful to me after listening!" Jin Biao said with a smile.
"Oh? By the way! What happened to you just said about the little lover?" Lin Sheng asked in confusion.
"This is exactly what I want to tell you. I can't bear to see you so sad! So I asked you to come in and see someone!" Jin Biao smiled at Lin Sheng, and then shouted into the void: "Girl, come out!"
The next moment, a transparent woman appeared in front of Lin Sheng's eyes, which turned out to be Nangong Yanran.
"Ran'er!" Lin Sheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and hugged her and said with joy: "Ran'er, it's great that you are not dead! I thought I would never see you in my life!"
"My husband, don't be too sad. Actually, I'm dead! This is just my soul." Nangong Yanran said sadly.
"Hmm?" Lin Sheng was slightly stunned, then let go of Nangong Yanran and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"
"I can't explain this clearly..." Nangong Yanran said in confusion.
"Forget it, let me explain to you!" Jin Biao on the side couldn't help but speak, thinking that my energy is so strong! Alas... this is all fate...
Words to readers:
Today is the birthday of Jin Biao. Everyone wishes him a happy birthday!