Chapter 77

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This is Chu Wanning's "Flower Soul Sacrifice Technique"!

He realized that he might have... got into trouble...

Chu Wanning's Lingliu is a combination of metal and wood, and Jinlingliu is like "Heavenly Question", majoring in attack and defense. The wood spirit flow is used for healing.

The flower soul sacrifice technique is one of them. Chu Wanning can mobilize the spirit of hundreds of flowers to heal the wound. However, during the process of performing the spell, no one else should intrude into the magic circle, otherwise the spirits of the plants and trees would dissipate, not only would not be able to heal, but would aggravate the injury. If it is serious, Chu Wanning's spiritual core is very likely to be eaten up by the spirit of Baihua.

Fortunately, in his previous life, Mo Ran had dabbled in the flower soul sacrifice technique, and immediately cut the mess and cut off the spiritual flow. Chu Wanning, who had lost the support of the magic circle, fell limp at the moment, and was firmly supported by Mo Ran.

The unconscious master's face was pale, his lips were blue, and his body was as cold as ice.

Mo Ran carried him ashore, and before he had time to look at him, he half-carried and half-dragged Chu Wanning back to the bedroom and put him on the bed.

"Master? Master!"

Called several times, Chu Wanning didn't even tremble his eyelashes, except for his slightly undulating chest, he looked like he was dead.

Such Chu Wanning reminds Mo Ran of his previous life.

Inexplicably, I felt that my throat was astringent and my heart was flustered.

In the previous life, there were two people who died in Mo Ran's arms.

Teacher ignorant. Chu Wanning.

The two of them, one is his long-cherished lover, and the other is his old enemy who has been entangled with him all his life.

After the teacher left, there was no more rain in the world.

What about Chu Wanning?

Mo Ran doesn't know, he only remembers that day, he guarded the person in his arms, bit by bit, cold, without crying or laughing, joy and sadness became out of reach.

After Chu WanNing left, Mo Weiyu no longer knew what the world was.

The candles were bright, illuminating the upper body of Chu Wanning Chi Luǒ.

The clothes Yuheng wears in Wanye on weekdays are very tight, the lapels are folded tightly and high, and the girdle is wrapped three times, which is upright and abstinent.

Therefore, no one has ever seen how his body was injured after two hundred sticks...

Although he was punished in the Disciplinary Court that day, Mo Ran saw the stick injury on Chu Wanning's back with his own eyes. At that time, he only knew that it was bloody and bloody, which was extremely tragic. But then he saw Chu Wanning dangling around like a normal person, thinking that he probably didn't hurt his bones.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that Chu Wanning's injury was far more serious than he had imagined.

The five openings left by the ghost master of ceremonies have all been opened, and the bones can be clearly seen in the deepest part.

Chu Wanning probably didn't ask anyone to help change the medicine. He did it by himself. The ointment was unevenly applied, and some places that could not be reached were inflamed and festered.

Not to mention the streaks of blue and purple stick marks. Covering the entire back, there is almost no complete flesh and blood, and with the backlash of the magic circle just now, at this moment, Chu Wanning's wounds are all torn, blood is flowing, and soon the quilt under him is dyed mottled.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mo Ran wouldn't believe that the person who insisted on wiping the bridge pillars and opening a huge rain barrier for the disciples would be the one in front of him - this serious injury that can be classified as "old, disabled, sick and weak" wound number.

If it wasn't for Chu Wanning who had lost consciousness, Mo Ran really wanted to grab his collar and ask——

Chu Wanning, do you have a self-esteem disease?

Keep your head down and be soft, who will stop you? Why do you have to be so stubborn, you are such an adult, why don't you know how to take care of yourself and treat yourself better?

Why don't you want to ask others to help you with the medicine?

Why would you rather let two mechmen help you perform the healing circle than ask others for help?

Chu Wanning, are you stupid! !

Are you stubborn?

While cursing secretly, he quickly tapped the bleeding stop. Then call hot water and wipe the blood on the back for Chu Wanning...

The sharp knife is quenched to cut off the completely rotten flesh.

For the first time, Chu Wanning groaned in pain, and his body bounced subconsciously. Mo Ran held him down, and said in a bad mood: "What are you humming! Do you owe? Fuck? Then hum, I will stab your chest with a knife, and it won't hurt when you die. It's over!"

It is only at this time that Mo Ran can reveal his fierce nature and shout at him like he did in his previous life.

But there are too many white and rotten wounds, and they are cleaned up bit by bit, and Chu Wanning has been panting in a low voice.

Even if this person is in a coma, he will try his best to suppress and bear it, and will not cry out for pain, but his whole body is covered in cold sweat, and his body that has just been wiped clean is soaked in sweat again.

After working for more than half an hour, the medicine was finally applied and the wound was wrapped up.

Mo Ran put on obscene clothes for Chu Wanning, and brought a thick quilt to cover the hot Shizun, and then heaved a sigh of relief. Recalling that the medicine Mrs. Wang prepared was still sealed in the oil paper bag, she poured boiling water into a bowl of medicine juice and brought it to Chu Wanning's bedside.

"Come on, drink the medicine."

He picked up the sleeping man with one hand, let him lean on his shoulder, scooped up the medicine juice with the other hand, chuī chuī, and tried to sip it himself first.

Mo Ran frowned immediately, and his face twisted into bun folds: "Damn it, is it so bitter?" But it was still cold, and it was fed to Chu Wanning.

As a result, just half a spoonful was fed, Chu Wanning couldn't stand it, and coughed and spit out the medicine juice

When it came out, most of it was splashed on the ink-burning clothes.

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