Today's battle almost caused him to die, and he also understood that he should not underestimate the invincible emperors who once suppressed an era.

He took a deep breath and sat cross-legged in the sky.

He began to regulate his breath.

Although he was reborn again, it would take a lot of time to recover from his peak.

...

I don't know how long it has passed.

Zhou Xuanji slowly opened his eyes, and what reflected his vision was a tender face, his little face was red, and a crystal liquid flowed out of his nose, very long and was about to drip into his mouth.

This is……

Zhou Xuanji thought in confusion.

Snot?

Damn it!

"ah--"

Zhou Xuanji was so scared that he turned his head quickly. He wanted to get up, but his body was so ripped that he couldn't move at all, so he could only barely move his neck.

The little boy squirted and sniffed his nose into his nose. He stood up in surprise and shouted, "The immortal is awake!"

He jumped out of the wooden house, leaving Zhou Xuanji to lie on the bed and doubt his life.

Memories emerged in his mind like a tide.

After a while.

He regained his mind and smiled bitterly on his face.

Almost fell!

Fortunately, Bai Hao has a good intention.

"Sword Spirit, how long have I been lying?"

Zhou Xuanji asked in his heart. He felt that most of the broken muscles and bones on his body had recovered, but he still needed to rest for a while.

"In more than a month, the Sword Lord has passed by thirty-seven years old."

"Oh? What did I draw?"

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Chapter completed!