A group of milky light formed by the strong light sanctuary wraps the whole person in the sword dust. As the milky white light turns into a trace of strange energy, it continues to enter the body of the sword dust.

The speed of visible to the naked eye healed.

Since it is daytime and the particularity of the bright Shengli, Jianchen is not afraid of the things that can control the light Shengli at all. Even if someone approaches here during his treatment

So as to terminate the control of the light of light.

Now the god of Jianchen has been enhanced much compared to before, so when controlling the light Shengli, not only does the time increase the time, but even the richness of the light Shengli is more than before.

After two and a half hours of healing, the injuries on his body finally healed completely.

However, some of the minor costs he paid, that is, the god who has not yet recovered, almost overdrawn again. The drowsy head made Jianchen not be able to raise a little spirit at all, and he couldn't wait to get into a seemingly.

Later, Jianchen began to recover again. It passed the day and night, and it was not until the next morning he woke up. However, Jian Chen did not get out of bed, and he was still lying on the bed.

After all, the middle -aged man who had rescued him had already seen the injuries on him, and then it took two days. If the middle -aged man knew that the injury on his body had been cured, it would definitely expose himself to himself

After all, even the best drugs, it is absolutely impossible for such a serious injury to recover in two days. And Jianchen now does not want to expose his identity of the Lord of the Bright Master, so for

Another important identity, he will try to keep secrets as much as possible, unless he has to be forced, otherwise, he will not expose it easily.

Because he is also very clear in his heart, with the special status of the light saint on the Tianyuan continent, once he leaked out, it was indispensable.

Lying on the bed, Jianchen silently restored the power of the holy in the body. In the past two days, his main medicine has spent the energy of healing. Until now, the power of the sanctuary in his body is empty, and the small small in Dantian in Dantian.

The light sword is also dull.

Soon, the time has reached noon. At this time, Jianchen can clearly smell a strand of the smell of the fragrance of the meal from outside the house.

"Squeak!" At this time, the door of the wooden room suddenly opened, and the middle -aged man who rescued Jianchen walked in lightly, and finally came to Jianchen's bed to stop.

Watching the sword dust lying on the bed still closed his eyes, the middle -aged man couldn't help but sigh slightly, murmured: "Hey, it's been in a coma for two days.

I still suffered such a serious injury. If I go on this way, I do n’t know how long you can support it. Unfortunately

The middle -aged man shook his head helplessly, and then turned around and walked outside the door.

"Uncle!" Suddenly, a slightly weak voice came from behind the middle -aged man. Hearing the sound, the middle -aged man's body was slightly stiff, and immediately turned to look at the sword dust lying on the bed.

Said happily: "Lady, you finally woke up. If you were in a coma for a few days, I was worried that you would never wake up."

After listening to this, Jian Chen's face showed a smile, and said, "Sorry, let the big tree worry."

"It's okay, you can wake up, at least it shows that your fortunes are saved. By the way, you have not eaten for two days, presumably you are hungry, I will give you some to get some of them to get some of them.

After eating. "As soon as the words were finished, the middle -aged man turned and walked out.

Soon, a bowl of hot rice and a few plates of fried meat were brought in by the middle -aged man, saying: "We are just a remote small mountain village.

The beast meat, now you are injured in your body, so I made some meat for you to make you good. "

"Thank you Uncle!" Said, Jianchen slowly got up from the bed.

When I saw the middle -aged man, he quickly said: "Hey, don't move, you are injured, so it is easy to involve the wound." Then, put the food in your hand on the side of the cabinet, quickly stepped over the sword

dust.

Jian Chen smiled slightly and said: "Although I have suffered some injuries, after these two days of recuperation, my injury has basically stabilized.

Seeing Jian Chen sitting slowly like a person who was okay, the middle -aged man couldn't help showing a touch of envy in his eyes, saying: "Lady, your strength should be pretty good, the back is so heavy, the back is so heavy,

The injury, then I can sit up in the past few days. "

After hearing the words, Jian Chen glanced deeply at the middle -aged man, smiling: "Uncle, it seems that you are not simple, presumably you have been on the Tianyuan continent."

"Oh!" The middle -aged man sighed, and the words of Jian Chen seemed to cause some sad things, showing a sorrow between his expression.

After a moment of silence, the middle -aged man said quietly: "Actually, more than ten years ago, I was also a mercenary, with the strength of a middle -level saint.

Once we met a robber on the way to escorting the goods, my destiny changed because of this. "

"The strength of that group of robbers is very strong. After some hardships, although we finally driven away the robbers, we also paid a very heavy price.

The people who were stronger than me were destroyed. Although I did not die, I also lost all my ability and became a waste person. Finally, I came to this small mountain village to live a lifeless life.

"

After listening to this, Jianchen was silent for a while. He could fully understand what the middle -aged man mood was. The mercenaries who walked south and north from the continent of Tianyuan were reduced to a waste man who could not move martial arts.

For men with powerful power and ambitious, it is definitely a kind of torture that is not as good as death.

Next, Jian Chen talked with the middle -aged man while eating rice, and after some conversations, Jianchen also knew the name of the middle -aged Han -Rosco.

Rosco has been in his forties this year. Since the sage broke into a waste, he has come to this small village alone. This is more than ten years and married

A girl in a village is a wife and gave birth to a child, one daughter, two children, and this year they are just ten years old.

Next, Jianchen lived temporarily at Rosco's house, but what he had been cured in his injury had not been said, and he kept himself in the room all day to make Rosco as much as possible when he was fine.

By disturbing yourself, then sit on the bed in the bed and continue to refine the power of the holy body.

Although it took a few days in Fengyang City to refine the power of the Holy Holy, but now Jianchen has not fully solved the sequelae of the sequelae of the use of magic nucleus to improve too fast.

In a blink of an eye, Jianchen lived here for half a month. In this half month, Roscow really respected Jian Chen's opinion.
Chapter completed!