Zhao Yun wandered around the gate of hell, so she was the same.

After melting the fairy dew, at least there is no need to worry about life.

As long as there is life, everything is possible. This god is not a decoration.

Zhao Yun was still in a coma, but his pale face had a touch of ruddy color, and the already annihilated breath gradually became more symmetrical with his breathing.

Look at the fairy dew, which is still falling drop by drop. With each drop incorporated, Zhao Yun's aura becomes thicker. Except for the arm that was knocked off, there are no more scars on his body.

Not only are there no scars, there is also a blessing.

Immortal dew blended in and nourished his body. His limbs, bones, internal organs, and meridians were all dyed with luster. Wisps of life energy wandered in his body, brushing away his fatigue and hidden wounds, waiting to flow into his Dantian.

Self-generated true energy, even though he is in a coma, his qi and blood are surging, and his vitality is strong.

"wake up."

Moon God casually flicked his hand, knocking Zhao Yun's consciousness.

Well...!

While sleeping, Zhao Yun let out a low groan and opened his eyes. His eyes were no longer hazy and confused, and became clear and bright, and much deeper than before.

"Am I...still alive?"

He murmured these words again and looked at his body blankly. There was no more pain and no scars.

While he was looking at it, a drop of fairy dew fell into his hand, shining with crystal clear fairy light. It melted into the palm of his hand, and then transformed into his body, like a clear spring, flowing throughout his body, shocking his spirit.

"this....."

Zhao Yun subconsciously raised his head and saw that the fairy dew was dripping from above.

As soon as you look into the eyes, you can see a withered flower, which looks like a lotus, but has flowers but no leaves. In other words, the leaves have completely withered and been weathered by the years.

"The Living Lotus." The Moon God whispered, telling the name of the flower, "This thing does not exist in the mortal world. The reason why it grows here is that a seed was left in the world. But in the mortal world,

The spiritual power was unable to help it grow, so it withered. The so-called fairy dew is just dew stained on the petals."

"Just dew, can it have such magical power?"

Zhao Yun was shocked. If it were a real living lotus, it would be so incredible.

"It's not very useful to immortals. It's just that you are a mortal, and with just a trace of immortal power, you can turn decay into magic."

"When you encounter this fairy, you really shouldn't die." Zhao Yun took a deep breath. He should be lucky that no one came down for a walk, otherwise, he would not have to swallow it.

"Quickly take the small gourd and catch the fairy dew." Moon Goddess spoke leisurely.

"Come."

Zhao Yun scolded lightly and made a seal with one hand. He knew where the purple gold gourd was because it had his sword brand on it.

The sword control technique can not only control the sword, but also control the small gourd. It is good to have the brand and the hand skills. When he fought with the old man before, he could control every flying knife. This is also the reason.

The small gourd flew over and fell into his hand.

Unfortunately, there were only three drops of fairy dew left, and he carefully put it into the gourd. When he looked inside the gourd, the clouds and mist became more lingering, and the spiritual power became more surging. One sip of it had a healing effect, but

, the fairy dew is dissolved, and the magical power is greatly reduced, which is far less beneficial than a drop.

"Is it gone?"

Zhao Yun raised his eyes and saw that there was no fairy dew on the withered living lotus. The withered flowers had lost the last trace of their fairy power. They fell into pieces and flew with a gust of breeze. Before they fell to the ground, they had already melted.

Made a wisp of fly ash.

Zhao Yun stood up and looked at the ground.

When he didn't come, drops of fairy dew fell on the ground.

Maybe it can be collected.

"Wulongyuan is cold and cold, it is extremely yin, and the immortal dew is invisible when it enters the ground." Moon God said leisurely.

"If we knew there was such a fairy, we should have come to Wulongyuan earlier." Zhao Yun felt a pain in his body, but then he thought about it, if he had come earlier, he might have lived or died? Maybe, he would be alone after entering the underground palace.

The old man was given seconds.

Thinking of the one-armed old man, he raised his head, his deep eyes flashed with an icy cold light, and were stained with a touch of blood. He would definitely fight to the death and take the old man's head to pay homage to his mother's spirit in heaven.

At this moment, the identity of the one-armed old man should be clearly revealed.

The one he killed that day was definitely not a lone wolf walking at night.

The real lone wolf that walks at night must be the one-armed old man in the underground palace. Otherwise, it would not be so difficult to catch, and it would be impossible to steal so many properties. And the lost rare treasure is definitely the work of the one-armed old man.

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Speaking of one-armed, he glanced at his left shoulder.

Only one arm remains.

Now, he seems to be one-armed. The legendary boy with missing arms and legs has been tested by himself.
Chapter completed!