Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 128

Zhao Mingyu connected to Avalon through the soul power stored in the soul guide, and the space was teleported to the magic workshop!
Zhao Mingyu, who had just landed on the ground, staggered and fell to his knees, his soul power reversed, and his blood flowed backward...

"What's wrong with me? Why is my body out of control? Could it be that just the king's gesture made my origin vibrate? Oh no, if this continues..."

Zhao Mingyu spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground with his eyes wide open, and cracks appeared in his body. At this time, the young man looked no different from a hanged ghost, bleeding from all his orifices could not describe the tragic image at this time...

"Cough...cough cough!" With the sound of a violent cough, Zhao Mingyu's capillaries burst first, and his terrible soul power was destroyed everywhere uncontrollably.

"Uh, 哕!" The alveoli and visceral fragments were spat out.

Zhao Mingyu shook his head to keep himself awake. What he saw with his eyes was like Gaussian blur, his body twitched, and the boy fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Bang!" The sound of falling came out.

Blood spurted out along the cracks on Zhao Mingyu's body, instantly dyed the white clothes blood red, with a salty smell, the boy's eyes widened, his pupils dilated, and his green eyes were dull and dull!
The blood on the ground formed a circle, and Zhao Mingyu lay on top of his own blood.

...

"Ha...haha...hahahaha!" Intermittent laughter with grunts sounded from the magic workshop.

Zhao Mingyu didn't regret his choice just now, he was right.

Most of the blood in his body had already drained away. At this time, the dragon's heart actually started beating fast, dispelling the manic soul power scattered in Zhao Mingyu's body, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura also surrounded Zhao Mingyu, at least hanging Zhao Mingyu's dog's life.

Zhao Mingyu's origin was hit hard again, and this time he almost died...

With the passage of time, the blood had dried up, the magic workshop was in a mess, and Yuanen Yehui's communicator rang.

Zhao Mingyu vaguely remembered that it was the day of teaching, and subconsciously used magic. With the soul guide battery bearing the soul power of the transmission, Yuanen Yehui was pulled into Avalon.

dorm room.

Yuan En Ye Hui was packing something there, because the weather is hotter now, she doesn't wear much, short skirts, and a big vest.Because she was bending over to pack her things, a section of her white thigh was exposed.

Finding that starlight had begun to surround her, she came to Avalon in a flash of space.

"Mingyu? You obviously didn't get in touch, why did you teleport it here?" Yuan En Ye Hui followed the route in his memory towards the magic workshop.

Knocking on the door and finding no response, Yuan En Ye Hui opened the door hesitantly. His pretty face was pale and his delicate body was trembling. He looked at Zhao Mingyu who was lying in the dried blood.

Not caring about anything, she ran over in a hurry, but fortunately Zhao Mingyu still had breath.

"What should I do? I don't know how to heal." Yuan En Ye Hui was in a hurry.

"Be quiet." Zhao Mingyu's voice came out.

"Mingyu, are you awake?" Yuan En Ye Hui gently placed his hand on Zhao Mingyu's heart.

"What happened?" Yuan En Ye Hui asked anxiously.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that I almost overturned in the hands of the evil soul master. Sure enough, I have physical problems, so I can't fight casually... What happened to Wulin?" Zhao Mingyu said a lot in a weak tone.

"Stop talking, Wu Lin is making a breakthrough in seclusion." Yuan En Ye Hui couldn't hear that weak voice, it was the first time Zhao Mingyu showed such a fragile side.

"It's okay, I recovered very quickly after waking up." Zhao Mingyu's breath immediately stabilized.

"I'm going to take a shower first, it's too uncomfortable." Zhao Mingyu stood up and was about to go to the bathroom.

"Is it really all right?" Yuan En Ye Hui quickly supported him and walked to the bathroom.

"Just pretend I'm taking a medicinal bath, haha." Zhao Mingyu closed the door.

Yuanen Yehui also took the opportunity to clean the blood, "Is this a piece of internal organs... Mingyu?"

The girl gritted her teeth tightly, and finally let out a helpless sigh of relief, and sat on the chair.

"What kind of enemy did Mingyu meet and suffer such serious injuries..." Yuanen Yehui frowned.

As the bathroom door opened, Zhao Mingyu, who was still pale, sat next to Yuanen Yehui.

"Hey, I almost died. I don't know how many times I will be favored by me. Fate..." Zhao Mingyu said.

"...Can you stop saying such depressing words, Mingyu, you have to live well." Yuan En Ye Hui's tone trembled.

"Yeah, I also want to see this beautiful world. I can't give you anything today. I'll take you out later." Zhao Mingyu smiled.

"No, let me take care of you for a while. In the past few days, something happened to your body again." Yuan En Ye Hui refused.

"Evil soul master, another evil soul master!" Yuan En Ye Hui kept thinking in his heart.

"I've been in a coma for about five days. In another three or five days, my injuries will be almost healed, and I have something to do. I'm really in a hurry... Cough, cough!" Zhao Mingyu said before he finished speaking. He coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up his internal organs, accompanied by pain in his inner bones!
Yuan En Ye Hui was frightened and a little overwhelmed. When he realized that he couldn't do anything, he could only watch quietly.

Yuanen Yehui found a towel and wiped off the blood on Zhao Mingyu's hands and mouth.

"For gargling." Yuanen Yehui handed the cup to Zhao Mingyu.

"Are you so thoughtful?" Zhao Mingyu picked up the cup and rinsed his mouth, and Ge You just lay down.

Yuan En Ye Hui felt a pain in his heart. Seeing Zhao Mingyu lying powerlessly, he was picked up and put on the bed.

"Thank you." Zhao Mingyu said subconsciously.

Yuan En Ye Hui was still able to speak when he saw light surrounding Zhao Mingyu.

"Is this Mingyu's self-healing... self-healing ability?" Yuanen Yehui murmured.

Seeing Zhao Mingyu's expression relaxed, Yuanen Yehui felt at ease, and felt that everything was fine.

As night fell, the chirping of insects came from outside the room. Yuanen Yehui lay on the bed and couldn't resist the sleepiness and began to rest.

The starlight from the deep and deep starry sky healed Zhao Mingyu's injuries until the sun came the next day.

When Zhao Mingyu opened his eyes, he found that the girl's cheeks were resting on her arms, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly.

"Asleep, it looks cute, shouldn't you be like Yujie?" Zhao Mingyu was actually complaining about this, instead of thinking about the fantasy of being in the same room with a beautiful girl...

Zhao Mingyu used his soul power to heal his injuries all night last night, and the healing effect was excellent.

At this moment, Yuanen Yehui slowly opened his eyes, and Zhao Mingyu blinked at her when she woke up.

"How was your sleep?" Zhao Mingyu asked.

"Oh, I fell asleep like this." Yuanen Yehui looked at Zhao Mingyu with a look of shame on his face.

"Thank you for taking care of me, haha." Zhao Mingyu laughed.

"I'll teach you the next step when I have time in a few days. I'll send you back now." Zhao Mingyu got out of bed.

"Ah, I'll stay for a while. I'm not sure you're fully recovered yet." Yuan En Ye Hui said seriously.

"Well, I'll watch you practice, and I'll guide you with language! You can't be idle." Zhao Mingyu agreed.

"Ah..." Yuan En Ye Hui thought about taking care of Zhao Mingyu in this way, increasing his goodwill, not cultivating.

...

Playing games across the board!

(End of this chapter)