"I can't lose it, but I'm happy to serve." Anyway, Xuanyuanzun won't wake up in a while, his body is getting better, is he afraid that he won't see him?

. . . . . . . . .

When Xuanyuanzun woke up, it was already noon the next day.

The warm and mellow sunlight came in from the window and laid flat on his body, and the person who was drying was very comfortable.

There was a bang in his ear, his eyes cracked, and he looked hard. [

There were several figures swaying back and forth at the head of the bed, but he couldn't concentrate and identify who he was.

Only one thought came to my heart.

He seemed to be alive again.

Unconsciously, he slept again, and when he woke up, the situation became better. At least he could clearly see the surrounding scenery and feel the severe pain from the body.

"Wake up?" Xuanyuan came together, shaking his palm in front of Xuanyuanzun's eyes.

"Remote?" He strangled a syllable with difficulty, but because of the tremor of the vocal cords, he wounded, and when he hurt, he gasped.

What the chick did to him.

It was difficult to split him in half with a knife in the middle.

"Ling Tong has cured you. If you have any questions, wait until your energy is restored. Now, take a good rest." Xuanyuan Yao helped him raise the quilt.

Xuanyuanzun was reluctant and had no choice.

Looking around, he didn't see He Huan's figure.

Xuanyuan Yao guessed what he meant, and answered in good faith, "Little sister and spirit boy... You know, as a doctor, but the concept is not compatible, since yesterday, she has been poisoned and can't move. Lying in the partial room." Sitting too long, uncomfortable, Emperor Long Zhe stood up and stretched out a big lazy waist. "The spirit boy was also exhausted, he was awake, and no one could help He Huan detoxify. Take care and wait for the spirit boy to wake up, it's easy to handle."