After a life-long private appointment with the former Domon Lord

Chapter 16

Chapter 16 Late

    Gui Lan's chest heaved violently. Perhaps it was the flashback before he died, but he actually felt that his warm blood was still flowing slowly in the broken and broken meridians.

    His body was so cold and his blood was so hot that he almost shivered.

    Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang.

    In the silent dark room, the sound of a powerful heartbeat became clearer and clearer.

    The boy's originally closed eyelids were lifted, and his pupils were filled with bewilderment and bewilderment.

    Seeing his appearance, Mu Wushuang poured some magic power into his heart.

    After a short investigation just now, she has roughly understood Gui Lan's injury.

    He was not injured by a foreign object, but forced to run the magic power, which caused the meridians to rupture, and even the skin oozes blood.

    During the process of losing magic power to Gui Lan, Mu Wushuang's only feeling was that he was really tenacious.

    The rupture of the meridian is a very serious injury, and it is also an important reshaping link to become a magic cultivator.

    People with broken meridians are close to death. But if he survives, he will be reshaped, and his meridians will be wider and tougher than ordinary people.

    This is the case with look-backs.

    Gui Lan recovered quickly, and Mu Wushuang had no doubt that even without her, Gui Lan would stand up again within two hours and be alive and kicking.

    It just so happened that she bumped into him when he was still at his weakest. It was like a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.

    To be honest, seeing Gui Lan lying in front of her dying, Mu Wushuang really wanted to kill him.

    But she still hasn't figured out a lot of things, it would be a pity if Gui Lan died.

    Coincidentally, the relationship between her and Gui Lan was also in dire straits, and she just took this opportunity to relax.

    Mu Wushuang tried his best to put on a look of pity, and pressed his fingertips harder on Guilan's heart to input magic power.

    But she never thought that the moment she exerted force with her fingertips, her wrist was grabbed by the boy below her.

    The redness in the corners of Gui Lan's eyes was still red, and the blood stains on his lips were shocking, but his eyes were extremely dark: "Don't lose."

    Mu Wushuang raised her head, showing what she thought was the most affectionate expression: "But your injury..."

    Gui Lan frowned: "What's wrong with your voice? It's so high-pitched, it's ugly."

    Mu Wushuang coughed slightly in embarrassment. The scale is not well controlled, and the sound is a bit too contrived.

    She cleared her throat, calmly pinched off the magic power of her fingertips and closed her hands: "Since you don't want me to treat you, then that's all."

    At this moment, Mu Wushuang felt that she was simply a young acting genius.

    Facing Gui Lan's gloomy eyes, Mu Wushuang had already figured out how to touch Gui Lan's heart, and how to thank her in a low voice.

    She waited calmly for a long time, but suddenly heard Gui Lan say: "It's late."

    Mu Wushuang looked at him with an inexplicable expression.

    In the next second, her eyebrows moved.

    A burning pain suddenly struck between her brows, Mu Wushuang bit her lip, remembering the imprint of the Phoenix Immortal she saw in the mirror the day before yesterday.

    Well, it really has something to do with Gui Lan, the little devil.

    This time, the imprint flickering side effect came more quickly, Mu Wushuang's eyes were blurred, dizzy, and even the five senses became extremely chaotic, with pictures and synaesthesia flashing across his heart.

    In the jumping mind, the only thought that Mu Wushuang can be sure of is - these are clearly not things that belong to her memory.