The Howling Lion Sword is so powerful that it can hurt even the body of a great demon.
When the flaming blade cut into Liu Yuan's waist, it was like a hot knife cutting into butter.
Without any hindrance, it drags an arc of flaming sword light through the air.
As he passed by, Long Wenmu stood still, while Liu Yuan split into two parts from his waist and fell to the ground.
His face was still frozen with the smile he had when he succeeded, but in just a moment, his life was cut off.
In the emptiness, only the sound of rain can be heard.
Heavy rain poured down on the ground.
Inside the barrier, Ye Lan, Qing'er and others had their mouths half open, like sculptures.
Outside the barrier, the demon masters of the Yu family stared blankly.
After Yu Qiandai was rescued by his subordinates, he remained in the crowd with his mouth open and did not regain consciousness for a long time.
Long Wenmu stood on the blood-red ground holding a knife, his body as straight as a knife.
The nerves slowly relaxed, and the countless scars on his body continued to hurt. He gently closed his eyes, raised his head and fell down.
"Master!"
"Long Wenmu!"
"Master Long!"
All kinds of miscellaneous shouts came like a tsunami. Long Wenmu could feel many figures running towards him, and he was surrounded by crowds and voices.
Squinting his eyes to a slit, Long Wenmu smiled silently as he watched the rain clouds in the sky gradually thinning, with a little light after the rain showing through them.
…
Three full days have passed since the battle with Liu Yuan.
In Yu Mansion, Long Wenmu's room was always closed.
After the war, Ye Lan and others moved into the Yu Mansion at the invitation of Yu Qiandai. During the past three days, everyone spent the next three days waiting anxiously.
It was early morning, the sky was just right, and warm soft light was dotted in front of a closed door.
At the door of Long Wenmu's house, Ye Lan was sitting on the stone stairs, holding her chin with her hands. The dappled light cast by the leaves danced around her feet like an elf.
In the silence, footsteps were heard in the distance.
Yelan looked up and saw Yu Qiandai striding towards him.
"Miss Yelan got up so early." Yu Qiandai greeted with a smile.
After three days of repairs, Yu Qianyo's face was still pale. He was seriously injured during the battle with Liu Yuan, and this was not an injury that could be recovered overnight.
"Master Yu." Ye Lan also greeted softly.
Although the previous incident happened in the Yu Mansion, every injustice has its own owner and its debtor has its owner. Yu Qiandai once risked his life to help them, which can be regarded as a friendship.
"Excuse me... are Mr. Long awake today?" Yu Qiandai asked softly, looking at the door from time to time.
Ye Lan shook his head in frustration.
Yu Qiandai quickly understood and stopped asking any more questions.
Those who were lucky enough to witness that battle that day will probably never forget that scene in their lifetime.
Long Wenmu recovered his body and slashed Liu Yuan with his sword. His heroic gesture makes people awe when he thinks about it now.
Strange to say, after the battle, Long Wenmu himself was also scarred. However, under such circumstances, he dragged his seriously injured body to brew a potion for Qian Lingxue, and then fell asleep.
, which is nearly three days.
During this period, only Yelan went in to take care of him, while Yu Qiandai and others were waiting for news outside, and they didn't know what happened to Long Wenmu.
According to Yu Qiandai's own speculation, although Long Wenmu defeated Liu Yuan, it was a miserable victory. His injury was definitely not serious. It would take less than ten days and a half to fully recover. I'm afraid it would be impossible.
Nowadays, the name Long Wenmu makes all the demon masters in Yu Mansion respect and fear him.
Besides Long Wenmu, Qian Lingxue was also sleeping in the Yu Mansion.
When the battle ended that day, Long Wenmu didn't know where he got the strength to help Qian Lingxue prepare a potion. Qian Lingxue took the potion and her life was not in danger for the time being.
But in terms of situation, Qian Lingxue's situation should be worse than Long Wenmu's.
I don’t know how long I can maintain this kind of maintenance.
Yu Qiandai lingered at the door for a while, chatted casually with Yelan for a few words, and then prepared to leave temporarily.
At this moment, there was a sudden "crunching" sound.
Ye Lan and Yu Qiandai turned their heads at the same time, and saw that the door that had been closed for three days slowly opened.
"Master!" Ye Lan shouted in surprise when he saw Long Wenmu's face revealed behind the door.
"Master Long, you're awake!" Yu Qiandai was also shocked.
After three days, I finally saw Long Wenmu wake up.
Long Wenmu yawned and stretched himself to face the rising sun.
Suddenly, he felt a delicate body bump into his arms.
Long Wenmu lowered his head, smiled faintly, and rubbed Yelan's head.
Yelan's face looked haggard and his eyes were red, and Long Wenmu could see this.
"I'm not dead, why are you crying?" Long Wenmu grinned slightly and glanced out of the corner of his eye, "Although I am handsome and charming, girl, you should also check whether the occasion is good and there are outsiders here.
Woolen cloth."
Hearing this, Ye Lan quickly let go of Long Wenmu's hands, her face as red as a ripe apple.
Yu Qiandai quickly turned his head and pretended not to see it, feeling extremely embarrassed.
"The head of the Yu family is here too." Long Wenmu greeted Yu Qiandai.
Yu Qiandai quickly apologized and said: "Young Master Long has not woken up for several days, and Miss Yelan has been very anxious these days. I also told Miss Yelan that Mr. Long has his own destiny, and everything will be fine. Seeing Mr. Long wake up, I
I feel relieved."
"Thank you for taking the trouble." Long Wenmu said.
Yu Qiandai didn't expect Long Wenmu to be so polite: "Don't dare, Mr. Long has just woken up, why not rest more. Mr. Long's injury should not be healed yet. There are a lot of healing medicines in my Yu Mansion. I
Let someone send it here. If Mr. Long needs anything else, just tell me..."
He said it extremely sincerely. After all, no matter whether Long Wenmu was from Qingyun Castle or not, he could kill Liu Yuan. With this strength alone, he would be treated like a guest no matter where he went.
But Long Wenmu just shook his head lightly.
"My injury has healed, so don't worry about it. I see your injury is not healed either, so you can keep it for yourself." Long Wenmu patted Ye Lan on the head and strode out of the house.
Yu Qiandai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but be horrified.
alright?
Long Wenmu's injuries could not be healed in three days.
At that time, he lost his mind and had a head-on confrontation with Liu Yuan, and the injuries he received were definitely not minor.
However, after careful inspection, it was discovered that there seemed to be no traces of injury on Long Wenmu's body.
Yu Qiandai was a little dumbfounded.
No matter how amazing the demon master's recovery power is, he shouldn't be able to do such a thing.
But surprise is surprise, but it is not disbelief. Because this person cannot be measured in ordinary ways. After all, who has seen a person who has been corrupted by evil spirits and can return to normal?
"Where is Qian Lingxue?" Long Wenmu asked directly without any ink.
Yu Qiandai quickly replied: "Miss Qian Lingxue is not awake yet and has been placed in another place. I will take Mr. Long there."
Long Wenmu nodded and followed Yu Qiandai to another courtyard.
From a distance, I saw Qing'er sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, holding a teacup in her hands, her eyes wandering, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"Naughty girl, what are you thinking about?" Long Wenmu's voice woke Qing'er up from her deep thoughts.
"Why are you awake?" Qing'er jumped up like a rabbit when she saw the person coming. She couldn't find a place to put her hands, tightly holding the hem of her clothes.
"Why can't I wake up?" Long Wenmu shrugged and walked towards her.
"That's not what I meant. Are you okay?" Qing'er looked at Long Wenmu carefully.
Is this guy still a human being? He was so seriously injured three days ago, but now he can actually move around. And looking at him like this, he seems to be fine. This recovery ability is really amazing.
When he met Long Wenmu's eyes, he quickly turned his head to the side, his eyes a little evasive.
Qing'er held back countless questions to ask Long Wenmu, but when she saw the real owner, she felt inexplicably flustered and her cheeks felt inexplicably hot. She didn't seem to have this weird feeling when she saw him before.
Long Wenmu smiled noncommittally, his injuries were indeed completely healed.
In fact, he himself couldn't explain what was going on, but there seemed to be a strong sense of vitality in his body. If I had to say it, this feeling had been there since he recovered from the erosion state. He could recover so quickly, thanks to
This vitality.
"How is Qian Lingxue?" Long Wenmu asked.
Qing'er was stunned for a moment, and her thoughts were brought back on track.
Chonglong Wenmu winked and walked towards a certain room in the courtyard.
Because Qing'er took care of Qian Lingxue by herself, there were no other servants in the house.
He opened the door and walked in with Long Wenmu and Ye Lan, followed slowly by Yu Qiandai.
The room was filled with a medicinal fragrance, and on the incense bed, Qian Lingxue was sleeping with her eyes tightly closed.
"My lord, I haven't woken up since then." Qing'er whispered, as if she was afraid of disturbing someone with her loud voice.
Long Wenmu came to the bedside and looked at the woman who looked like snow.
Qian Lingxue's current complexion was really as white as snow, without any blood. Even her two lips that should have been rosy were so pale that people couldn't bear to look at them.
Long Wenmu grabbed Qian Lingxue's wrist and poured a ray of demonic energy into it.
"If you hadn't refined a medicine for me before falling asleep, I might not have been able to survive today." Qing'er said sadly.
Long Wenmu still vaguely remembered that he did use his last strength to refine medicine for Qian Lingxue before falling asleep. Because at the end of the war, Qian Lingxue's life was like a candle in the wind. If it were not for the help of
The medicine she took at that time forced her to breathe, and maybe she had already died.
However, Long Wenmu himself was at his limit at that time. With that kind of energy, all he could do was some basic emergency measures. Looking back now, that memory is extremely blurry.
Now it feels like Qian Lingxue's condition is extremely bad.
The vitality in the body is extremely weak, and the breath is extremely disordered.
If she didn't have the foundation of an Earth Demon Master, I really can't say what she would be like now.
This state is even worse than the situation after being attacked by the people from the Black Dragon Palace.
When Long Wenmu checked Qian Lingxue's condition, Yu Qiandai whispered: "There is nothing we can do about Miss Qian Lingxue's condition. I have asked doctors in Laokang City to help diagnose it, but there is nothing we can do about it.
."
Long Wenmu nodded. If ordinary doctors could do something about it, Qian Lingxue would not be in this situation.
"Master Yu, could you please go out for a moment?" Long Wenmu said.
Although Yu Qiandai didn't know the reason, he left the room respectfully.
The door was closed again, and Long Wenmu put a hand on Qian Lingxue's abdomen.
I've done this kind of thing once before, and I'm familiar with it.
When his demon power poured in, the projection of three demon marks appeared above Qian Lingxue's body.
When Long Wenmu looked at the brightest demon mark, his brows immediately furrowed.
The luster on the demonic mark has become more turbid than before.