Jun Xiaobao didn't move when he suddenly felt a bulge in his sleeve.
A weak blue light rolled out from his sleeves, and his soft body jumped up and down dissatisfied, jumping on the table and gesturing, angrily expressing that he was starving to death, suffocated, bored to death...
Baozi glanced at the inner room, secretly said to the little thing in his sleeve, "Huahua, don't worry, we will never be bored again when my mother is here."
◆qian◇mo◆mo◆◆◇Original first release◇◆
Qiuling brought the medicine, reported to Tianliang that Jun Xiaobao had fallen asleep in the room, closed the door and walked out.
She walked forward, followed by others, and carried a big wicker chair behind her.
Tianliang was drinking medicine when he heard the noise. He looked up at the person and smiled, "Master Hua is back?"
She originally thought that Huayin would get angry, question him, point at her nose and vent her anger on him.
But she saw him striding over, grabbing her hand, and saying in a serious voice with a pale face: "Li Tianliang, you really want me to worry, don't you?"
Li Tianliang was caught off guard and did not resist. He grabbed the hand holding the medicine bowl and moved it, causing a few drops of medicine to spill on the table.
His hands are cold.
Tianliang's face changed slightly, "Huayin, what's wrong with you?"
Huayin's complexion was extremely pale, with an ugly blue-gray color between her eyebrows, and her thin lips seemed to be transparent. Even the hands holding Tianliang trembled slightly due to the tight grip.
"Huayin..."
Tianliang took off his hand, put the bowl down and stood up. Just as he was about to speak, he felt his hand heat up and spread a layer of bright red...
Huayin held up her chest and leaned against the corner of the table. A blush overflowed from the corner of her mouth. Her expression became weaker and weaker, and the blue blood vessels on her face were clearly visible and distinct.
"I'm fine."
He whispered, sat down next to the table, closed his eyes, and began to breathe.
Tianliang let go of him and didn't ask any more questions. He only saw that while he was sitting cross-legged, a light yellow light formed by wood-type martial energy appeared on his right hand. Starting from the palm of his hand, it gradually spread like a small fire starting a prairie fire, reaching up to his arm.
On his chest, the dim yellow light hurriedly enveloped him. The martial energy flowed and moved in the surrounding air. When the center point of particularly bright light reached his chest, it turned into a round light and gradually disappeared...
This is an ancient earth-type martial art, an advanced healing method that utilizes one's own martial energy.
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