Murong Wu gave the injection, but Murong Chen still showed no sign of waking up, but the leakage of his essence had stopped.
Murong Feng hugged Chen and sealed his breath.
Seeing that he still hadn't woken up, his eyes were filled with madness.
"Chen" Murong Feng roared, and his arms that he didn't dare to use force tightened tightly, locking him tightly with eyes filled with absolute madness.
When Murong Wu saw that something was not good, the silver needle in her hand flew directly to the acupuncture point on Murong Chen's shoulder.
His tightened arms only felt a stinging pain, and then they went limp.
He no longer had any strength.
He glared at Murong Wu with fierce eyes.
The reality of Murong Chen's accident was about to swallow his sanity.
Murong Wu glanced at him and said nothing, but the movements of her hands became faster.
Her eyes darkened and she prepared for the worst.
Silver needles were flying, and in the blink of an eye, there were a few more on Murong Chen.
Murong Chen couldn't wake up.
In the dream, he was so angry that he couldn't concentrate on his thoughts and woke up from it.
Xiaoxiao was also jumping around anxiously.
The color of his soul was a bit dark, and it was getting darker.
Xiaoxiao felt the changes in itself sensitively, and screamed in her heart that it was not good, its energy was almost exhausted.
If this continued, it was definitely the one who had to explain this first.
Just when Murong Chen was about to be swallowed up by hatred, "Chen" Murong Feng's voice suddenly came to mind.
With great fear and great despair, the voice rushed straight into Murong Chen's ears.
This is Murong Feng's voice.
He will never admit it wrong again.
Murong Chen's body trembled, Feng, he heard it.
Regardless of shame, taboos, or anything else, he just wants Feng to be safe and be fine.
Now, the voice of the wind was filled with great pain and despair, and the voice penetrated directly into his heart.
"Wind" Murong Chen said to himself.
The sound of the wind made him feel distressed.
How could he let him feel uncomfortable?
How could he let it go?
His body gradually began to gain strength.
Although it was only a little, he still felt it.
He used all his strength to push away the weakness that was imprisoning him.
He wanted to see the wind.
Thoughts, thoughts gradually began to firm up, and the original shameless feeling dissipated when hearing Murong Feng's voice on the verge of collapse, and the embarrassment and hatred of being exposed were all transformed into the motivation to see Murong Feng.
Murong Feng in front of him looked at Murong Chen's changes, his empty eyes were even more unfocused, and his body was flickering like a small one.
His thoughts became firm again, and suddenly a white light suddenly appeared in front of Murong Chen's eyes, which surrounded him heavily.
The dazzling white light made him instinctively close his eyes, and the feeling of powerlessness in his body began to disappear.
Fake Murong Feng looked at this series of events and closed his eyes.
His whole figure seemed to have lost some support and slowly fell backwards.
His body gradually became transparent and he could not see his figure clearly.
His breath was hollow, as if Dying person.
Murong Chen didn't see his change.
The white light in front of his eyes completely enveloped him, and his body began to hurt.
The severe pain made him groan.
When Murong Wu inserted the last needle, she suddenly heard a muffled sound in her ears.
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The sound was very weak, but she could still hear it.
There was a trace of joy in her eyes.
Her eldest brother had woken up.
Murong Feng was on the verge of collapse when he suddenly saw Murong Chen move his hands.
The bloodthirsty look in his eyes was slightly weakened.
There was caution and uncertainty on his always proud face, and he looked at Murong unblinkingly.
Dust, for fear that the only hope would be shattered.
"Uh" There was a muffled groan in his ears again.
This time Murong Feng was sure that it was Chen who had woken up, and his eyes were filled with light again.
No one spoke, and there was silence all around.
Three pairs of eyes were staring at Murong Chen, not daring to miss any details, just waiting for him to wake up.
The eyelids seem to weigh a thousand pounds.
After the white light passed, Murong Chen fell into darkness again, and his eyelids were so heavy that he could not open them.
Murong Chen tried his best to open his eyes and understand the current situation, but his body was too weak and he had no strength at all.
Finally, after several attempts, a glimmer of light leaked into his eyes.
Murong Chen took advantage of the victory to pursue, and suddenly opened his eyes.
Finally, two nervous faces came into his eyes.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Recommend friends Wenwen Author: Jiulihe Wenwen: The Invincible Monk Reborn in the City Content introduction: God is jealous of my talents and will destroy my soul with nineteen heavenly tribulations; The earth is jealous of my talents, and buries my body in an abyss of a hundred feet; Taoist Guangchuan, who used to cultivate the world of immortals, was wiped out by a catastrophe.
A wisp of his soul escaped through space and escaped to the earth.
His soul took away his body and became an ordinary girl.
A new world, a new beginning.
She stood with her hands behind her hands and smiled calmly.
The road is long, why be afraid of the long road ahead of life and death, why be afraid of the distance My wish: to swim in the North Sea in the morning and see the blue sky at dusk.
Riding on the clouds, riding on the sun and moon, Judgment of life and death, palm flourishes and dries up
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