Zhao Mingyu connected to Avalon through the soul power stored in the soul guide, and teleported to the magic workshop!
Zhao Mingyu stumbled and fell to his knees as soon as he landed. His soul power reversed and his blood flowed backwards...
"What happened to me? Why is my body out of control? Could it be that just a glance from that king made my origin vibrate? Damn, if this continues..."
Zhao Mingyu's eyes were about to burst and he spit a mouthful of blood on the ground. Cracks appeared on his body. The boy looked no different from a hanged ghost at this time. Bleeding from all seven orifices could not describe the miserable scene at this time...
"Cough... cough cough!" As the violent cough sounded, Zhao Mingyu's capillaries ruptured first, and the bad soul power was uncontrollably destroying everywhere.
"Uh, hiccup!" The alveoli and internal organs were vomited out.
Zhao Mingyu shook his head to keep himself awake. What he saw was like a Gaussian blur. His body twitched and the boy fell backwards uncontrollably.
"Bang!" The sound of falling was heard.
Blood gushed out along the cracks on Zhao Mingyu's body, instantly dyeing the white clothes blood red, with a salty smell. The boy's eyes widened, his pupils dilated, and his emerald eyes were dim!
The blood on the ground formed a circle, and Zhao Mingyu lay on his own blood.
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"Ha...hahaha...hahahaha!" Intermittent laughter with gurgling sounds came from the magic workshop.
Zhao Mingyu did not regret his choice just now, he was right.
Most of the blood in his body had already flowed away. At this time, the dragon heart actually began to beat rapidly, dispersing the manic soul power scattered in Zhao Mingyu's body. The surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy also surrounded Zhao Mingyu, at least Zhao Mingyu's life was saved.
Zhao Mingyu's origin was hit hard again, and this time he almost died...
As time passed, the blood had dried up, the magic workshop was in a mess, and Yuan En Yehui's communicator rang.
Zhao Mingyu vaguely remembered that it was a teaching day, and subconsciously used magic. With the soul guide battery taking on the soul power of transmission, he pulled Yuan En Yehui into Avalon.
Dormitory.
Yuan En Yehui was packing something there. Because the weather was hot now, she didn't wear much, a short skirt and a large vest. Because she bent down to pack her things, her white thighs were exposed.
She found that the starlight had begun to surround her, and she came to Avalon in a flash of space.
"Mingyu? I didn't contact him, how did you teleport here?" Yuan En Yehui followed the route in her memory and went to the magic workshop.
After knocking on the door and finding no response, Yuan En Yehui opened the door hesitantly, her pretty face was pale, her body was shaking, and she looked at Zhao Mingyu lying in the dried blood amber.
Without caring about anything, she hurried over. Fortunately, Zhao Mingyu was still breathing.
"What should I do? I don't know how to treat it." Yuan En Yehui was anxious.
"Be quiet." Zhao Mingyu's voice came out.
"Mingyu, are you awake?" Yuan En Yehui gently placed his hand on Zhao Mingyu's chest.
"What happened?" Yuan En Yehui asked anxiously.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that I would almost fall in the hands of the evil soul master. It turns out that there is something wrong with my body, so I can't fight casually... What happened to Wu Lin?" Zhao Mingyu said a lot in a weak tone.
"Don't talk anymore, Wu Lin is in retreat to break through." Yuan En Yehui couldn't bear to hear that weak voice. Zhao Mingyu showed such a vulnerable side for the first time.
"It's okay, I recovered quickly after waking up." Zhao Mingyu's breath stabilized directly.
"I'm going to take a shower first, it's too uncomfortable." Zhao Mingyu stood up and went to the bathroom.
"Is it really okay?" Yuan En Yehui hurriedly supported him and walked to the bathroom.
"Just think of it as a medicinal bath, hehe." Zhao Mingyu closed the door.
Yuan En Yehui also took the opportunity to clean the blood, "This is the internal organ fragments... Mingyu?"
The girl gritted her teeth, and finally breathed a sigh of relief helplessly and sat on the chair.
"What kind of enemy did Mingyu encounter? He was so badly injured..." Yuan En Yehui frowned.
As the bathroom door opened, Zhao Mingyu, whose face was still a little pale, sat next to Yuan En Yehui.
"Alas, I almost died. I don't know how many times fate will favor me..." Zhao Mingyu said.
"...Can you please stop saying such depressing words? Mingyu, you have to live well." Yuan En Yehui's voice trembled.
"Yes, I also want to see this beautiful world again. I can't give you anything today. I will send you out later." Zhao Mingyu smiled.
"No, let me take care of you for a while. What should I do if something happens to your body these days?" Yuan En Yehui refused.
"Evil soul master, another evil soul master!" Yuan En Yehui kept thinking in his heart.
"I've been unconscious for almost five days. In another three to five days, my injuries will be almost healed, and there will be things to do again. I'm really a busy person... cough, cough, cough!" Zhao Mingyu coughed violently before he finished speaking, as if he was going to cough out his internal organs, accompanied by pain in his bones!
Yuan En Yehui was frightened and a little overwhelmed. When he reacted, he found that he could not do anything and could only watch quietly.
Yuan En Yehui found a towel and wiped the blood off Zhao Mingyu's hands and mouth.
"For rinsing your mouth." Yuan En Yehui handed the cup to Zhao Mingyu.
"So thoughtful?" Zhao Mingyu picked up the cup and rinsed his mouth, then lay down like Ge You.
Yuan En Yehui felt a pain in his heart, and seeing Zhao Mingyu lying there powerlessly, he picked him up and put him on the bed.
"Thank you." Zhao Mingyu said subconsciously.
Yuan En Yehui was still able to speak when he saw the light surrounding Zhao Mingyu.
"Is this Mingyu's self-repair... self-healing ability?" Yuan En Yehui murmured.
Yuan En Yehui saw Zhao Mingyu's expression relax, and his heart was at ease, thinking that everything was fine.
As night fell, there was the chirping of insects outside the room. Yuan En Yehui lay on the bed and began to rest without being able to resist the sleepiness.
The starlight from the deep and deep starry sky healed Zhao Mingyu's injuries until the sun came the next day.
Zhao Mingyu opened his eyes and found that the girl's cheek was resting on her arms, and her long eyelashes were trembling slightly.
"You look cute even though you fell asleep. Shouldn't you be a queen?" Zhao Mingyu was actually complaining about this, instead of imagining the fantasy of being in the same room with a beautiful girl...
Zhao Mingyu used his soul power and spent the whole night healing his injuries, and the healing effect was very good.
At this time, Yuan En Yehui slowly opened her eyes, and Zhao Mingyu blinked and looked at her when he saw that she woke up.
"How did you sleep?" Zhao Mingyu asked.
"Alas, I fell asleep like this." Yuan En Yehui looked at Zhao Mingyu and a blush flashed on his face.
"Thank you for taking care of me, haha." Zhao Mingyu laughed.
"I'll teach you the next step when I have time in a few days. I'll send you back now." Zhao Mingyu got off the bed.
"Ah, I'll stay for a while. I'm not sure you're completely healed now." Yuan En Yehui said seriously.
"Well, I'll watch you practice and give you language guidance! I can't be idle." Zhao Mingyu agreed.
"Ah..." Yuan En Yehui was thinking about taking care of Zhao Mingyu in this way to increase his favorability, instead of practicing.
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