Competing with the Revered Demon Lord Everyday

Ning Pingyuan said: "Go back, come back to me in three days."

Mu Yu'an's stomachache was unbearable, and he got up with difficulty, his forehead was slightly sweating, and he gave him a bitter look before stumbling back.

Yun Ping was still in the kitchen at this moment, and he was the only one left in the small garden. He locked the door, moved a chair to block it with great difficulty, then quickly tore off his clothes, and immediately fell on the bed.

His body was unbearably hot, and it didn't take long for him to sweat all over. He simply took off his clothes and tossed and turned, but he still didn't feel much coolness.

I don't know how long it took before the heat in my body gradually subsided.However, soon he began to feel the cold again, and after putting on his clothes, he wrapped the thick quilt tightly, shivering all over his body.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, his consciousness gradually became blurred, but the feeling of his body became clearer and clearer.There seemed to be tens of thousands of ants crawling and biting on his body, devouring his body bit by bit. He gritted his teeth and beat his body, his eyes were strangely red, and he growled in pain.

In the end, he couldn't hold on and fell into a long sleep...

"What happened to that girl Yuanyuan? Why hasn't she come back?"

"I went to ask someone, but no one has seen her, only His Majesty knows her whereabouts, but I dare not inquire rashly."

"It's been almost three days, Your Majesty really skinned her, right?"

"Probably not, why did Your Majesty attack an unknown person?"

Mu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and he could still clearly hear the conversation between Yun Ping and Mo Laohei in his ears.He rolled his eyes, and his body didn't feel the uncomfortable feeling before. He lifted the quilt, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, he suddenly discovered something unusual.

He turned around and found that his whole body was much lighter.

Then he took out a small copper mirror and took a look at it. The makeup on his face was already worn out due to sweating.After he wiped it clean, he looked at himself dully, it was obviously still his own face, why did he feel better?

But now is not the time for narcissism, he hastily dug out his rouge and gouache, wiped it blindly, and then opened the door, but there was no one outside.

Strange, he clearly heard the voices of Yun Ping and Mo Laohei?

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the courtyard. As soon as Yun Ping and Mo Laohei entered the gate, they saw him standing there and hurriedly stepped forward to look at him.Yun Ping said: "Are you okay? Where did you die these two days?"

Mu Yuan was also very strange, scratched

Head: "There seems to be nothing wrong."

Mo Laohei asked, "Where have you been these few days?"

"I've been here all this time, but I fell asleep, maybe you didn't notice it." Mu Yu'an said, he glanced at the sky, suddenly remembered the devil's order, and looked at them, "I'm asleep How many days?!"

"I don't know how long you slept, anyway, the last time I saw you was three days ago." Yun Ping said.

"Then I won't tell you, I have to find the devil." Mu Yuan ran out, and he still wanted to ask the devil for clarification.

And Mo Laohei looked at the direction where he was leaving, and said, "Do you feel that she seems to have changed a bit?"

Yun Ping turned to look at him, nodded and said: "Yes, the steps are much lighter, and the body seems to be..."

While running, Mu Yu'an pondered over this matter, until he stood outside the Haoqiong Palace, did he realize that he didn't spend much effort running all the way?I usually feel tired after walking so far.

He took a deep breath, walked in, Ning Pingyuan sat on the main seat in the hall, he knelt down and said, "Your Majesty."

Ning Pingyuan said: "It's an hour earlier than expected, how do you feel?"

"It's not good, it's so uncomfortable." Mu Yu'an complained, and thought for a while, "But now I don't feel uncomfortable, but it's also very relaxing, just like taking a big health care. My lord, what are you giving me? what medicine?"

"Bai Nan brought it back a few days ago, Xisui Pill."

"Xishui Dan?" Mu Yu'an's eyes widened, "...What do you mean?"

Ning Pingyuan got up and walked in front of him, lowering his eyes slightly: "I will cleanse your meridians and unblock your meridians, and reshape your spiritual roots. Now, you can practice exercises."

Hearing this, Mu Yu'an's hands trembled slightly, and he said in disbelief, "Isn't it? I, a cripple, can still be saved? But I don't want to practice, I just want to be a cripple."

"Since you are a person with a different spiritual root, you should have this kind of awareness, not to mention being my personal maid, how can you be just a mortal?"

Ning Pingyuan walked up to him and injected a stream of energy into his body: "This is my spiritual energy. It will collide with your own spiritual energy. Whether it will merge or repel each other, the final result will depend on your luck."

Suddenly, Mu Yu'an felt two streams of gas fighting in his body, his body was weak, his face was pale, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, he smiled suddenly, and looked up at him: "Are you using me as an experiment? I don't want to You succeeded!"

As he spoke, he slammed into the pillar next to him with all his might.

However, in the next second, he was stopped by someone, and Ning Pingyuan held his hand tightly.

arm, said coldly: "In the Haoqiong Palace, no blood shall be seen."

"Fuck you!" He gritted his teeth and said, "Then tell me, how can I see blood!"

As soon as the words fell, he felt as if his internal organs had been picked up by someone, he trembled all over, and fell to the ground and rolled.

When Jiao Pengyi heard the movement, he rushed to the door when he saw this scene and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, this is..."

"Go back, don't allow anyone to approach this place." After saying that, Ning Pingyuan waved his hand, and the door slammed shut.

Holding on to the last ounce of consciousness, Mu Yuan tugged on his clothes, and patiently said in a low voice: "Help me...help...please."

After a long while, the clothes in his hand were ripped apart forcefully, he shook his empty hand, his perception of the surroundings gradually disappeared, and just when he was desperate, he was picked up by someone.

Maybe it was because of the similar breath, the frantic agitation in his body quieted down for a while, he seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and hugged the other party's neck tightly without any scruples.

Ning Pingyuan paused, frowned lightly, and continued to walk, only to hear the other party leaning limply on his neck, snorting across his cheeks, and murmured in a low voice, "Thank you."