In a silver-white shop, the boy was fainted on a rectangular silver metal platform with a slightly frown.

He was covered in blood, ragged clothes, and there was still red blood on the corners of his mouth. There was always a hint of worry and pain on his tender and green face.

Feng Miaomiao stood aside, staring at a faint sapphire ring emitting a lustrous light in her hand, and fell deeply into deep thought.

The shop is very quiet, and you can hear the young young groan and heartbeat. Perhaps there are also the intermittent words "Wanyue"...

After a long time, Feng Miaomiao came back to his senses and brought "Lan Yi" back to Yun Yi's fingers quietly.

With a slight scan of spiritual consciousness, his expression became solemn.

Yun Yi suffered very serious injuries. The continuous battles of the past two days have caused him to be covered in bruises. The internal injuries are so serious that it is irrescue if placed on ordinary people. Even a warrior with a higher level of cultivation than him will die if he suffers this level of injury.

The reason why Yun Yi has not died at the moment is entirely because the pure spiritual power in his body is rich in the extremely strong life essence, which is hanging his life. This power is the combined power of Yun Yi after practicing the Holy Cloud Tempering and the Spirit Ascension. It is the most pure power in his body, and its importance can be equal to the power of the original.

In addition, he was also broken several ribs and his arms had bone fractures of varying degrees. This is the end of a bloody battle with the powerful people in the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm with the cultivation level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Even if some prides of heaven can fight across levels, there will be a limit. This span usually does not exceed the third grade. Yun Yi is better, directly fighting against the eighth grade! Although there is a lot of water in it, it is enough to be proud. At least he can look down on the geniuses in the world and lead the way!

"It's really hard to mess..."

Feng Miaomiao walked away with his curly hair that almost covered half of his face, shook his head and sighed.

He was silently paying attention to all the process of Yun Yi fighting with the man in purple and black robe just now.

Although I was surprised that Yun Yi could burst out with such a strong combat power, I couldn't help but feel relieved when I thought of the beautiful figure. I felt it was very reasonable. After all, it was that person's younger brother...

Treating Yun Yi's injuries is naturally a piece of cake for him. It just takes a lot of money, which makes him feel a little painful. But he can't help but die. And if he doesn't use this method to save him, I'm afraid if he sees that person again in the future, he will definitely not be able to take it away...

"Boy, you have to remember it. Today, it's your brother Feng, I will save you personally."

Feng Miaomiao gritted her teeth and showed her free and easy face. He whispered to Yun Yi, and then gently tapped the rectangular silver-white metal platform in front of him.

This is the metal table that can be opened when storing steel cracks before. However, at this time Yun Yi was lying above it, making it no longer look like a coffin, but like a bed in a clinic that treats patients.

As Feng Miaomiao's white, slender and distinctive fingers hit the spotless smooth and smooth tabletop, a crisp sound came from the metal Taichung with an extremely strange sound.

I saw that the place where Yun Yi was actually sunk instantly. At this moment, the silver-white metal platform seemed to have turned into a coffin, and Yun Yi was just right in it.

"Oh, forgot..."

Feng Miaomiao seemed to suddenly remember something, gently pressed her forehead, screamed strangely, and a strong wind suddenly condensed in her hand.

Swish!

With his sleeves waved, the invisible strong wind instantly penetrated into the silver-white metal platform.

Immediately afterwards, all the clothes on Yun Yi's body, including the dark red cloak, were shattered in an instant.

Then the steadi wind carried a pile of rags and a blue-light ring floating out of the silver-white rectangular metal Taichung.

Feng Miaomiao reached out and grabbed it gently, and Lan Yi slowly landed in his hand. As for the other rags, they fell accurately into the garbage dump outside the store when they opened through the window.

This move to control objects in the air is not as simple as using spiritual power to condense a ball of strong wind. Instead, it requires the control of spiritual power to reach the level of enlightenment, and at the same time, the requirements for the power of the soul are also extremely high.

Many long-standing masters in the world can't do things, but they seem so relaxed and free in Feng Miaomiao's hands.

Playing with Lan Yi in his hand, Feng Miaomiao couldn't help but sigh: "Exquisite!"

At this time, Yun Yi was already covered in a panic and lying in silver-white metal Taichung without any concealment.

Wow!

As Feng Miaomiao's spiritual thoughts moved, a sound of water suddenly sounded. I saw a translucent, slightly silvery liquid seeping out of the bottom of the silver-white metal Taichung.

The liquid looked very sticky, and in the blink of an eye, Yun Yi's body was submerged.

When the liquid reached Yun Yi's nose, a small bubble appeared on the liquid surface.

Feng Miaomiao was playing with Lan Yi in her hand while quietly staring at Yun Yi in the silver-white metal platform, as if she was not worried that the other party would suffocate in the translucent silver liquid.

After the liquid completely wiped Yun Yi, the liquid stopped increasing as Feng Miaomiao's fingers touched the edge of the silver-white metal table.

Chih!

A transparent light film covered the metal table at the next moment, and at the same time, a magical wave of energy emanated from this silver-white metal table.

Feng Miaomiao's expression became a little solemn in an instant. She made a seal with one hand and shot a silver-white spiritual seal with dazzling light towards the light film.

call out!

The moment the spiritual seal sank into the light film, a fierce sound of water began to sound out from the silver-white metal Taichung.

Immediately afterwards, the entire silver-white metal platform began to emit a bright light of inspiration. Yun Yi was quietly lying in the translucent silver liquid that began to rotate and flow due to an invisible force, and his eyebrows were stretching unconsciously.

As the sound of water flowed, the light film covering the above began to flash colorful energy ripples.

Wow!

A series of dazzling colorful energy flowed out quietly from the bottom of the silver-white metal platform, making the translucent silver liquid become colorful in an instant.

At this moment, Yun Yi was lying in the liquid melted by a rainbow, wrapped in a mysterious and dazzling colorful energy.

As the liquid flowed, this colorful energy continued to pour into Yun Yi's body through the pores.

This magical colorful energy is healing Yun Yi's injuries and healing some skin trauma on Yun Yi's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In addition, this force wandered in every corner of Yun Yi's body, invisibly tempering and forging his body, and subtly cleared the blood accumulated in his body.

Feng Miaomiao sat on a silver-white metal rocking chair rising from the ground at some point, quietly looking at the metal platform with a bright light in front of her, and involuntarily, the beautiful figure appeared in her mind again.

In the past few days, his mood has always been affected and disrupted by that beautiful figure. This made him helpless, but he also knew that it was inevitable.

The ring in his hand contained the residual breath of that person, and the young man in the silver-white metal Taichung in front of him had a deep blood relationship with that person, and his words and deeds even had the shadow of that person. How could he calm down?

The woman who was most important and brilliant in his life changed his life invisibly, making him no longer him, or perhaps, allowing him to find the real him.

...

Time quietly passes by the wind and missed thoughts.

In a blink of an eye, two hours passed.

The liquid in the silver-white metal platform finally stopped flowing, the colorful energy was no longer dazzling, and the boy was no longer weak.

At this time, his body was filled with magnificent colorful energy, constantly tempering his body. His previous internal injuries had long been healed, and the broken bones had recovered as before, and were even more tenacious.

And those skin trauma, or even scabs, were cured completely. It was so magical and so weird.

Those who can achieve this level in just two hours will not exceed one-handed number in Yongliang Kingdom.

The boy's smooth and strong body even grew a little bit slender and strong under the nourishment of this mysterious liquid and five-color energy. At least now, you can see solid and angular muscles through the light film.

When the liquid in the silver-white metal platform flowed out from the bottom, the boy slowly opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!