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, The evil king chasing his wife: The good-for-nothing miss! If anything happens in the future, she won't feel guilty, she is like Su Luo, she lives clearly, and no one owes her favors.

With imperial medical skills, the treatment will be much slower.

Finally, Nai Hetian opened his eyes, but his face was pale and he looked very weak.

"Master? Master!"

Zhao Mohan almost cried with joy!

Now he deeply felt that in this terrifying place of blood-colored slaughter of gods, if they were not protected by strong men, they would be like little ants crawling on the ground, and would be trampled to death by undead skeletons at any time.

Nai Hetian opened his eyes with obvious weakness.

"Master is awake! Master!" Zhao Mohan almost burst into tears with excitement.

Nai Hetian glanced at Zhao Mohan, his eyes moved slowly, and finally fell on Su Luo.

Su Luo said to him seriously: "Your internal injuries are serious, and I won't be able to heal them in a while, so you have to heal them yourself."

Nai Hetian stared at Su Luo: "Are you silver-plated acupuncture points?"

Su Luo nodded.

Nai Hetian's voice was soft but powerful: "Thank you."

Su Luo said: "You're welcome."

The succinct conversation between the two surprised Zhao Mohan who was on the side.

Zhao Mohan originally thought that Tan Xue worked so hard to get close to her master because she wanted to learn from her master! But it doesn't look like it now, her attitude is more rigid than he imagined, there is no such thing as humility in the legend

And the master is not surprised, he actually thinks this is a matter of course?

Seeing Nai Hetian closing her eyes to heal her injuries, Su Luo turned to Master Mang.

Compared with Nai Hetian, Master Mang's injuries seemed to be more serious.

"Master Mang, Master Mang seems to be running out of breath." Zhao Mohan was crying, looking very depressed.

Without the escort of a master, Zhao Mohan really couldn't get out of ten miles in this undead world.

Nai Hetian also looked at Mr. Mang, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Master Mang is still very capable of fighting.

Who knows, Su Luo waved his hand and said: "He looks serious, but he's actually easy to treat."

Nai Hetian nodded, but shook his head again.

Zhao Mohan stared at Su Luo and said, "Easy to cure? How can it be easy to cure? Our Lord Mang is all black."

Indeed, Master Mang at this moment looks completely black, not only his skin is dark, but his blood vessels are even darker, it looks terrifying.

Su Luo didn't even look at Zhao Mohan, but directly started to use the purification technique, hitting Mr. Mang with white lights one after another.

"Hey, you"

Zhao Mohan stared at Su Luo in amazement, and he was in a state of disbelief: "You actually use the purification technique? When did you learn it?"

Zhao Mohan suddenly stopped his voice.

She didn't know the great light technique before. Isn't this what Master taught me now? She used it now, and now

Master used the purification technique before, so did she also learn it at that time? What the hell is this monster! The more Zhao Mohan thought about it, the more he felt that he was just a stick, how could he be so stupid.

Nai Hetian saw that the undead toxin from Master Mang's body was removed little by little, so he couldn't help but nodded secretly, closed his eyes and went to practice.

Seeing that Nai Hetian didn't pay attention to this place, Su Luo quietly put these undead poisons into the soul-cultivating stone in the space.

In fact, where is the undead toxin? These black ones are all the soul seeds of the undead, and they are all treasures for refining souls, so Su Luo is not willing to waste them.