Luo Beiyu shook his hands, his face full of shock.

It's really... completely healed! The bones are shattered and the tendons are broken. Even gods can't cure it!

Could it be that he is dead now?

It's a ghost state, so you can't feel any pain?

Luo Beiyu was in a daze when he saw the door to the room being pushed open and a small figure walked in with his hands behind his back.

Seeing his intact appearance, his big eyes flashed.

"Little Senior Brother!!" Luo Beiyu screamed, and then showed incredible pain, "Little Senior Brother, are you also dead? It was King Jin who killed you, right? Ahhhh, that damned one

Bastard, even if I become a ghost, I will never let him go!"

As soon as he finished shouting, he met Xiaobao's eyes that looked like an idiot.

Although, Luo Beiyu has long been accustomed to his junior senior brother's disdain for him.

But I always feel that the contempt this time is particularly strong and dazzling.

Xiaobao walked up to him expressionlessly and said crisply: "You're not dead!"

"Not dead?" Luo Beiyu was stunned, "That's not right! How could I be in such an intact state if I'm not dead? Brother, please don't lie to me. I must have died and turned into a ghost.

You won’t feel the bone-crushing pain at all.”

"Idiot!" Xiaobao finally couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

At this moment, another figure also walked in from outside the door.

When Luo Beiyu saw the beautiful girl coming in, his eye circles suddenly turned red, "Ah ah ah, that King Jin who killed a thousand swords even killed you, Master! I must drag him to the eighteenth level of hell!"

"

Snap——!

A slap hit him on the head.

Then a voice that sounded like a smile but not a smile came into his ears, "I think I shouldn't treat your injuries first, but your brain first. Otherwise, if you tell anyone in the future, my Jun Muyan's apprentice will be stupid."

, what kind of dignity do I have?"

Luo Beiyu was stunned by this slap.

He looked up at Muyan and then at Xiaobao.

What Muyan just said slowly echoed in his ears.

——I shouldn't treat your injury first.

Luo Beiyu's eyes suddenly widened, "Master, Master, Master?! You cured me? You mean I'm still alive now, not a ghost?! Am I dreaming now?"

Muyan slowly stretched out her long, snow-white fingers.

He grabbed one of Luo Beiyu's cheeks and pulled it hard to the side.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch...it hurts, it hurts...the liger is crying for its life...the liger, let go..."

Muyan slowly let go of her hand, half-smiling but not smiling: "Do you still think you are dreaming?"

Luo Beiyu covered half of his red cheeks and shook his head with tears in his eyes, "I'm not dead! I'm not dead! Master cured me!"

Immediately, he realized something.

"But, Master, the bones in my arms are broken, and the tendons are broken or even broken. How did you heal me?"

"Also, why do I feel that my strength has improved, and now I don't seem to be at the elementary level of the Earth level anymore."

"By the way, where is Bai Yichen? He was injured more seriously than me. Master, did you save her too?"

"Master, you are really amazing. Others say you stole your life from the King of Hell, but I still don't believe it. Now my disciple really believes it."

After confirming that he was still alive, Luo Beiyu's words popped out loudly.

The corner of Muyan's mouth twitched, thinking that it would be better for this noisy guy to stay in the [Realm of Stars] forever.
Chapter completed!