"Elder Ao, it's all right." Mu Hanyan opened the door and said to Ao Fangchen who was waiting outside.

"Alright? So fast!" Ao Fangchen said in surprise.

You must know that in order to treat Han Yutang's injuries, he and Jin Qisheng and others tried their best, but after so many days, they only cured Han Yutang's muscles and bones, but there was no way to deal with his angry injuries. Although he didn't doubt Mu Hanyan's words, but when he wanted to come, even if the two of her could really treat Han Yutang, it would take at least ten days and a half intermittently. He didn't expect it to be only a quarter of an hour. She just said it.

"All done?" Ao Fangchen asked subconsciously.

"It's all done," Mu Hanyan replied.

Hearing Mu Hanyan's affirmative answer, Ao Fangchen rushed into the quiet room.

"Ah... it hurts me, it hurts me!" Han Yutang woke up just then, before opening his eyes, he screamed like a pig.

"Yutang!" Ao Fangchen exclaimed.

Only then did Han Yutang open his eyes, and the screams stopped abruptly, first with a look of confusion, and then with surprises.

"I'm healed, my injuries are all healed." Feeling the energy slowly condensing in the sea of ​​anger, Han Yutang laughed and cried again, just like crazy.

"Yutang, are you okay?" Seeing his crazy appearance, Ao Fangchen was a little worried and asked cautiously.

"Master, I am healed, my injuries are all healed, ooh..." Han Yutang hugged Ao Fangchen and wept with joy.

"That's good, that's good." Ao Fangchen quickly explored it with divine intent. Sure enough, his broken sea of ​​Qi has been restored to its previous level, even wider and stronger than before. It's really good. No matter what, Ao Fangchen cried with joy as he patted Han Yutang on the back.

"Young Master Mu, Miss Ye, thank you for your kind help to treat Yutang's injuries. This great kindness, my master and apprentice are unforgettable!" After a long time, Ao Fangchen's mood calmed down, and she was bothered by Mu Hanyan. He bowed to thank him, and then kicked Han Yutang hard, "What are you doing in a daze? Don't hurry up and thank Young Master Mu."

Knowing that Han Yutang's injuries have healed, this foot is much heavier than before.

"Thank you, thank you very much." Han Yutang cracked his teeth with pain, but he quickly got up and thanked Mu Hanyan and the two.

"Well, you are welcome, this is what I promised." Mu Hanyan said in return. My heart is secretly funny, if I let them know about Ye Yanran's murderous hand on Han Yutang just now, I don't know if they would be grateful.

"By the way, you are about to go to Beiyuan Wuyuan, I will give this to you." Ao Fangchen said, took out a golden short bow and handed it to Mu Hanyan's hand.

"This is..." Mu Hanyan's heart was shocked. As soon as she took the golden short bow, she felt the unique breath of the artifact, but it was obviously damaged severely. Even the place where the name was originally engraved was scarred and unclear, so she did not feel much power.

"This is what I found after many hardships when I was practicing in Beiyuan Wuyuan. It is also an artifact, but the damage is too heavy to repair. I named it Lingxin Bow.

There were originally three short arrows left on this bow. I used one to survive when I was in Beiyuan Wuyuan. A few days ago, Yutang wasted one in the Holy Soul Fantasy Realm. Only this last one is left. Don't waste it when it is closed. Ao Fangchen said solemnly as he took out the last golden short arrow and handed it to Mu Hanyan.

"Thanks a lot." Mu Hanyan didn't say anything to him either, and took the short arrow.

Only then did she know that it turned out that the arrow that Han Yutang shot in the Saint Soul Illusion was this short bow. Although it didn't feel as powerful at the time, it was so fast and accurate that even Lao Lin Niu was unable to guard against it.

It's no wonder that Ao Fangchen didn't explain to her how to use this bow and what's so strange, anyway, she had already seen it with her own eyes, so why bother to explain.

Mu Hanyan felt that the power of this bow was far more than that simple. It was just that Han Yutang's strength was too poor to be used. In his own hands, the power would definitely increase several times.

Of course she would not refuse such a life-saving baby.

"Elder Ao, Junior Brother Han, let's say goodbye first." Mu Hanyan packed her bow and arrows and said. Although Ye Lantian had led people to find the whereabouts of Huayue and others, she didn't need to worry about her, but she still wanted to know the news for the first time, and after leaving Shenlaofeng with Aofangchen, Han Yutang, and her apprentice.

"Now you should believe what I said, remember, you would rather offend Lord Holy Master than offend Mu Hanyan." Looking at their distant figures, Ao Fangchen reminded Han Yutang again.

"Yeah." Han Yutang replied absently.

"If you're a teacher, don't you take it seriously?" Ao Fangchen couldn't help but raised his slap again when he saw him wandering into the sky again.

"I remembered it. Don't hit the head. If you hit it again, you will be really stupid." Han Yutang hurriedly protected his head and said with a puzzled face, "It's weird. I just had a nightmare and dreamed of the whole body. The bones have been interrupted by others, how come I still feel sore, as if I just fell apart."

"Oh, there is such a thing? In fact, you would be stupid if you don't hit you." Ao Fangchen felt a little strange as he didn't look like nonsense, and he reached out his hand and showed his spirit, but after careful inspection, there was no Found something strange. The last half sentence was Ao Fangchen's sincere words, he really felt that his apprentice was stupid.

"Thinking about it all day long without learning and skillless, and having a dream has to think about it for a long time. It seems that the suffering these days are not enough!" Ao Fangchen said with a long sigh.

"Master, what did you say?" Han Yutang looked at Master stupidly.

"I said, if you recover from your injury, hurry up and practice. From today onwards, I will guard your practice. If you can't be promoted to the Sword Master within ten years, I will break your leg!" Ao Fangchen slapped it again. On his head.

"No, Master!" Han Yutang let out a scream.

Is it so easy to cultivate a Sword Saint? Except for those saints, how many people in the Saint Court can be promoted to Sword Saint before the age of thirty? If he fails to meet Master’s requirements, he doesn’t know if his leg will be broken, but he knows one thing, that is, his good days are over, and waiting for him will be another nightmare. ...

Walking toward the back mountain dingy, Han Yutang couldn't help muttering to himself: "It's weird, isn't it just a nightmare? Why is the whole body sore like just falling apart..."

Immediately after returning to Holy Sword Peak, Mu Hanyan saw Ye Lanyan with a solemn expression.

"Lan Yan, have you found Huayue and the others?" Seeing the rare solemnity on Ye Lanyan's face, Mu Hanyan asked with a thud in his heart, grabbing his arm.

"No, if they didn't guess wrong, they probably went to Beiyuan Wuyuan." Ye Lanwan said.