Chapter 1083 (2/2)

”But you know, if I don't say that, you may have been eaten by Warcraft now.”

Mu Yunling curled his mouth, and the voice sounded very crooked: ”because our Shenyu tribe is fighting with the nearby Yue tribe, we don't know what everyone is from. If I rashly take you back to the tribe, you will be killed by random sticks.”

Shangguan's heart moved. That's why. No wonder muyunling would say that. Suddenly, his heart relaxed a lot.

But the doubt came again. In this case, I'm afraid I can't wash myself when I jump into the swamp.

Behind him, Mu Yunling took out a bottle from his clothes, put it on the ground with a clatter, and untied the Shangguan's hands.

After a long silence, he finally said: ”this is the Huishen pill I stole from my father. It's for your healing. This pill is very precious. There are only two pills left. My father hurt you. I'll apologize to you. Take care of yourself. I'll explain it to my father clearly, so you don't have to worry. I'll see you tomorrow.”

Said, behind dada dada footsteps sound up, and then gradually smaller, and finally completely disappeared.

Shangguan vomited, and finally opened his eyes. There was no hatred in his eyes: ”I see. If only you had explained it to me earlier.”

Then he sat up and took the small porcelain bottle from behind.

Open, a strong fragrance of medicine overflowed from the bottle, immediately let Shangguan brain a burst of fresh, even the chest injury feel a lot less pain.

It's really a good thing!

In front of his eyes, Shangguan poured out the pill, raised his hand and fed it into his mouth. He raised his head and swallowed it.Suddenly, straight down from the throat, gradually melting into a warm current, all the way to the lower abdomen.

……

Three days passed quickly. In the early morning of that day, Yunwu woke up from the cultivation state.

After entering the realm of Wuzong, the improvement of strength is slower, and it is often impossible to make much progress in the whole day of cultivation.

But the cultivation is not urgent, only a little accumulation.

Yunwu opens the window and looks at the street outside. A large number of strong people keep pouring out of the city. There is only one direction for them - the Summoner's tomb.

Long Qingxie, will you show up?

Cloud dance silently thought of in the heart, faintly, unexpectedly some look forward to the next treasure fight.

The door of the room was knocked and Yunwu whispered ”come in”.

”Little dance, little dance, are you ready?” Wood Xiuming a face excited rushed into the room, followed by Lin Yuntong, two people a front and a back into the room of cloud dance.

Mu Xiuming came to Yunwu and looked out of the window like her. He saw the sea of people rushing out of the city. The noise resounded in every corner of Huoshi town.

Mu Xiuming's hearing is excellent. From time to time, one or two words pop out and come into his ears. When he mentions ”Summoner”, everyone's face is full of longing and yearning.

Mu Xiuming grinned, ”I don't know what their reaction would be if they knew that a Summoner would appear today?”

”This time, several Wuzong went, as we all know. I'm afraid that there will be more powerful people

Lin Yuntong also went to the bedside, heard someone talk about the strength of the several city masters, can't help saying.