Mo Chen blurted out without thinking: "I will protect you from now on,"
Mu Ran was slightly stunned, and Shu Er showed a very bright smile: "Mo Chen, thank you. You are really a very good person."
Mo Chen was silent and did not speak.
Suddenly, the figure disappeared in place and returned to the ring space.
Mu Ran stroked his chest, feeling much better.
I feel a little happy.
In this way, he should be able to draw a lot of spells, right?
Mochen, who lives in the mustard space, looks at the gentle young man on the stool.
He really wanted to, really wanted to use the elixir to heal Ranran's body and his eyes.
However, he couldn't.
Mo Chen's frozen eyes drooped and he sighed.
Such a tenacious person would definitely not let him heal his injury directly, would he?
Mo Chen sighed in his heart, looking at the pills that belonged to him all over the room.
All kinds of elixirs are available.
There are also the most top-level heavenly elixir.
There is also a heavenly elixir to treat Mu Ran's poisoned eyes.
Not only that, but also a full wall.
However, Mo Chen looked at the elixir on the wall, and finally closed the door and sealed it.
Of course, he will definitely not want his elixir.
Still, it's better to just keep it like this.
Mo Chen made up his mind.
As everyone knows, if Mu Ran knew what he was thinking, he might cry to death.
Fortunately, Mu Ran didn't know about it.
I am also very silly and happy that my health has improved a little.
Mu Ran pondered: The elixir that Mo Chen gave him seemed to be very powerful, but it made his body feel better so easily. Tsk, this pill must be very rare.
Mo¡¤Daohu Dahu¡¤Chen: For the sake of Ranran, he can't say it.
Mu Ran was still rejoicing about his physical condition, and in the darkness, Huo Ling gradually appeared.
The fire spirit with the lion's flame hair is like a cute doll.
He said in a rough childish voice: [Master, is the power just now yours? ]
Mu Ran was stunned for a moment, and frowned: [Xiao Huo, the power just nowisn't yours? ]
Huo Ling's round eyes showed a hint of embarrassment: [No, it's not I'm not that strong yet. ]
Mu Ran looked inwardly at Dantian.
The round red golden dantian exudes a faint light, like a burning golden fireball.
This is his dantian.
Isn't it the dantian with the power of Xiaohuo?
That is to say, this dantianis it because of his soul that it became like this after he came?
Mu Ran was a little excited.
If this is the case, then how strong should his strength be, plus the power of Xiaohuo?
Mu Ran's excited body trembled.
He was so excited that he coughed twice.
Mu Ran quickly took out the handkerchief from the space, covered his lips and coughed lowly.
forgotten.
No matter how powerful he is, so what?
Isn't it true that you can only draw one spell at most in a day?
It is still a spell that can make others disappear directly.
awful.
Mu Ran wept sadly.
There was a sound outside the door.
Hasty footsteps sounded like someone running towards where he was.
Mu Ran raised his head vigilantly, sensing the person coming.
The door was pushed open, and Fu Yan paused with a happy smile on his face.
His pupils were slightly shocked and looked at his friend.
A question mark appeared in my mind.
How do you feel that your friends have become different?
Even though the friends in the past were so fragile that people subconsciously treated him a little more tenderly, butthe friends now are more smeared, inexplicably amazed and pity. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com