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In the space, the gorgeous boundary is gradually dim. The bell is quietly leaning on the edge of the stone, and Xuanhao beside him is lying on the grass, paralyzed and motionless.

He is now so painful that he is sweating and shivering. He wanted to knock himself unconscious, so that he would not have to endure such pain, but now he has no strength to do it. He can only look at the sky in the space with his eyes vacant, and his face is loveless.

He didn't know when the bell would wake up and he didn't know what to do now. Pain to a certain extent, not only to the pain numbness, even thinking has been numb. Xuanhao is like a broken rag doll now. He was pulled over by others and was indifferent to it in the past.

In the whole space, there is no one who can help Xuanhao get through the difficulty.

The more and more silence in the space, as if there is no living creature, the air also seems to solidify, time stops at this moment.

I don't know how long, the bell's finger moved, especially slight.

Xuanhao was dying at his side, and the pain of his lack of consciousness seemed to drown him. The self-healing ability of divine consciousness is not as good as the recovery of spiritual power. The slow speed can be compared with that of a snail. When a person recovers completely, the person must die of pain first.

Xuanhao is half awake now. He seems to have been walking on the huangquan road. His black clothes are soaked with cold sweat. Xuanhao is dehydrated. On the bare arms, there were fine beads of sweat, forming first-class and first-class sweat flowing to the ground, soaking a large piece of grass.

Zhong Ming lay quietly beside Xuanhao, his fingers suddenly clasped, and then opened his cold and deep black eyes. His eyes were sharp and cold, as if with cold killing intent.

He opened his eyes, fixed to look at a point in the air, as if that place occupied the enemy of his life, his eyes can be frozen out of ice.

"Hiss --" the chime slowed down for a long time, then he gathered up his momentum, took a deep breath and relaxed his body.

He has been in a tight state since he woke up, and his fear of the unknown makes him extremely cautious.

Zhong Ming took a few deep breaths before slowly finding his own state.

For a long time, he did not have this feeling of controlling his body. He was trapped in the depths of some unknown things, and he could not resist at all, because it seemed that it had infiltrated into his veins unconsciously, making him unable to breathe, unable to think, slow to act, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

He still doesn't know how he wakes up. However, he looks down at Xuanhao and guesses it.

Huang Ling couldn't have this ability, and xiaodouding couldn't wake up to help him. Xuanhao was lying beside him with a tired look. It seemed that Xuanhao had saved himself from madness.

Zhong Ming's eyes are slightly soft, and he looks at Xuanhao, who is sweating all over his body. This dragon, though, has no white contract of its own. Indeed, it has the ability that it does not know.

However, Zhong Ming soon noticed something wrong with Xuanhao. Now Xuanhao's lips are no longer red, but pale. His brows are wrinkled and his peach blossom eyes are smiling. At the moment, he is also slightly closed.

This kind of state is definitely not tired out of force, tired out of force at most is lying on the ground asleep, but it is definitely not such a painful posture as now.

Zhong Ming locked his eyebrows tightly. His eyes were dark and deep, and he looked at Xuanhao with the cold and scrutinizing eyes.

Zhong Ming raised his hand and held Xuanhao's wrist. According to his pulse diagnosis and treatment, Xuanhao's body did not have any problems. What is the reason why he is so miserable now?

Zhong Ming's eyes were suddenly dignified. He sat cross legged and looked at the surrounding environment. Now it should be in the space. The bell is very familiar. The air is suffused with light red, and the spirit grass is surrounded by the fluctuation of spiritual power.

He quickly cross his knees to recover his spiritual power and his divine consciousness. At the same time, he sent a message to Huang Ling asking her what happened after he fell into a coma.

In fact, middle-aged people are not sure what happened after he fell asleep, so that he chose a single number to find himself, bring himself into space, wake himself up, and finally tired himself to death.

His speed is extremely fast, and his aura is very abundant in the space, so the speed of the bell to recover the spiritual power is very fast, but the recovery of divine consciousness still needs time. So even if the bell is really anxious, it will not go anywhere soon.

But the bell didn't panic. He took pills and recovered quickly without practicing. Anyway, there were plenty of lingcao in Lingwang kingdom. He was not afraid of his limited stock.

At the thought of Lingwang Kingdom, Zhong Ming has a little headache. When I was in a coma, I didn't know how long I had been in this strange space, and I didn't know how much time I had left the kingdom of spirit.The bell instantly felt his head two big, gas will be the pill bite gurgle straight ring.

Huang Ling gave him a response. Zhong Ming listened to her in the bottom of her heart, slightly restrained his temper.

He knew what he had made. That huge mushroom cloud

The bell was speechless. He didn't know that he had such a great ability. He really had the strength to use it. It's embarrassing. Fortunately, little Huang Ling didn't see too much news, so she was sent into the space by Xuanhao. Otherwise, I'm afraid he would see more stupid things he did behind him. Even if he didn't think much about it, Xuanhao would be uncomfortable.

Thinking of Xuanhao, Zhong Ming quickly recovers his divine consciousness, and then probes into his body to look around.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with his body, and there is no hidden injury. His meridians are very strong. The magic works slowly and orderly in his body. The black and red exudes a chilling breath.

Zhong Ming no longer waited, but quickly entered Xuanhao's sea of knowledge, which repeatedly hindered him.

He doesn't care about himself now. Every time he goes into the sea, there's nothing good about him. Xuanhao's painful appearance really worries him a little. He has to go in and have a look.

In his knowledge of the sea, the black and blue sea was covered with waves. Xuanhao's villain sat cross legged on the Linghai, and a trace of black fog kept converging upward under the Linghai. However, the speed was really impetuous even when the bell tolled.

As we all know, the cultivation of divine consciousness is countless times slower than that of spiritual power. The bell immediately noticed the abnormality, and the spirit flew on the black and blue spirit sea.

After that, the whole space of the dark sun is exposed. There were only a few stars hanging in the sky, and there was no obvious light source. The bell gave a angry look at the dark space, and then flew to Xuanhao's spirit body to observe it carefully.

His current situation is that he can't bear the pain. It seems that he is almost unconscious, but his body has no scar, not even a dark wound. In Zhong Ming's opinion, this must be the problem of his knowledge of the sea.

However, the reality is the same, his consciousness is not wrong, but his divine consciousness is missing.

Zhong Ming comes closer to see that Xuanhao's villain is quite similar to himself, a miniature version of the handsome young man. However, at the moment, even the villain's face is full of visible pain, and the eyebrows are depressing and frowning.

The bell looked down and saw that his legs were half missing.

Zhong Ming took a breath of cool air, such a big defect! He must not die of pain! How long has he been like this?

Xuanhao is really about to die of pain. His current situation is that half of his legs have stepped into the netherworld. If he tolerates it for a short time, he will see the king of hell directly. The pain that is comparable to the tearing of the soul is more unbearable than that of the original God being broken.

Zhong Ming quickly withdrew from Xuanhao's knowledge of the sea and recovered all the divine knowledge.

Zhong Ming poured all the pills out of the bag in a hurry. He was a little calm and wanted to know where the pills were. He quickly poured them out and opened Xuanhao's mouth to take them all.

Xuanhao's pain did not abate. His brows were still tightly wrinkled together, and his lips were pale. But the sweat was no longer on my forehead, and the bell was a little relieved. He also found a pile of pills to help the effect play more smoothly, and he also fed Xuanhao.

All pills have erysipelas. However, in Xuanhao's current situation, Zhong Ming can't take care of that much. It's no big deal that Zhong Ming will clear the erysipelas for him after the storm. The important thing is that Xuanhao can hold on now, and don't be hurt to death.

Zhong Ming is really worried. Although the auxiliary pill works, it's also special. It can't work for long. It's just a primary pill. However, Xuanhao can't wait for alchemy. Zhong Ming can only do his best to help Xuanhao tide over the difficulties.

Zhong Ming stares at Xuanhao all the time. When his brow is slightly relaxed, he takes a breath again. However, his eyebrows are tightly wrinkled.

Xuanhao's face is very ruddy now, instead of being pale before. As if the beauty of a long illness was suddenly molested blush that kind of speed, there is no reason.

Xuanhao's cold sweat has been exhausted, but now the whole has become a red fresh shrimp.

The heart that Zhong Ming just pressed was lifted up in an instant. Is this over?

He is now staring at Xuanhao with his eyes tightly. He doesn't dare to rest for a moment. However, there is something wrong with Xuanhao. As expected, it was too early to rest assured. Now he felt that he was about to be exhausted. He just woke up and spent half a day without getting a rest. As a result, Xuanhao was in trouble again. He had just settled down, and there was another accident

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