It was the second day when Jun Wuye regained consciousness.


    He was in a coma all day.


    The injury is very serious this time.


    Fortunately, it didn''t hurt the source.


    When he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Xuelan and LAN LAN guarding by his side.


    Eyes looked at each other, Mu Xuelan''s face turned red and pinned his face aside.


    Jun Wuxie was stunned and felt a little confused.


    For no reason, this snow like woman blushed?


    He hurried to sit up and check his injury.


    Most of the physical injuries have been completely healed without leaving any scars.


    But there is still a strong pain in the back.


    Obviously, the wound cracked by the iron chain of the evil corpse king did not heal.


    There are dead Qi gathering but not dispersing. Only by expelling it can it be repaired.


    He looked at his internal organs and his internal organs, and they were all healed.


    "Lord mu, how long have I been in a coma?"


    He looked down the hill and then up the hill.


    I remember before the coma, the three saints and the three beast kings suddenly fled in panic. It seems that they saw something terrible.


    "Day and night."


    Mu Xuelan turned his back to him with a cold voice.


    Day and night?


    Jun Wuxie frowned slightly.


    If there are really terrible things dormant here, they stayed here for a day and spent a night, why didn''t anything happen?


    He stood up and felt a little cold.


    When I looked down, I was surprised that my clothes were broken into strips in the battle.


    It can almost cover the private part.


    "You wait for me here. I''ll get the spiritual pulp."


    As he spoke, his ragged clothes were shattered by him. He took out a set of green shirts and was ready to put them on.


    Who knows, Mu Xuelan suddenly turned around when he heard him say he was going to get spiritual marrow liquid.


    Suddenly, she was stunned, her face fell into the city, and the ice muscle quickly appeared Hongxia.


    "You... Obscene!"


    She bit her lip and hurriedly closed her eyes.


    Jun Wuxie was stunned.


    He didn''t expect Mu Xuelan to turn around suddenly.


    Hearing this, she couldn''t help laughing.


    He was going to put on his clothes at once, but now he stopped and came to her very naturally.


    "I said, Lord mu, lust robbed the secret place. On July 14th and 9th, do we still have secrets about each other''s bodies? You don''t have to react so violently?"


    Mu Xuelan thought he had put on his clothes. Hearing this, he was so angry that he suddenly opened his eyes.


    Suddenly, her beautiful eyes with evil spirit were replaced by shock and stagnation.


    Right in front of her, less than half a foot away!


    This man is not dressed!!


    When she was most ashamed and angry, she was sitting on the ground and the man was standing.


    "Ah!!"


    She responded with a cry.


    With a flash of cold light in her hand, a sword with ice blue light was added, and she cut off the place where she was ashamed and angry and made her live and die in the past 49 days.


    "I''m X!"


    Jun Wuxie was shocked to retreat for several meters and dressed up in an instant.


    "Mu Xuelan, are you too cruel?"


    His back was cold and he was in a cold sweat.


    Even if he is cut off, he can grow again when he steps into the realm of Saint with his powerful body.


    But for men, this kind of thing is absolutely unacceptable.


    Besides, it was the woman he had sex with.


    "Little licentious thief, you deserve it. If you do this again, I''ll castrate you!"


    Mu Xuelan grinds Bei''s teeth, and the cold light flashes in his ashamed and angry eyes.


    "You are so cruel." Jun Wuxie shook his head and said, "you''d better not figure it out. If you figure it out one day and are willing to be my woman, I will bear a grudge. I must teach you well at that time."


    "You are innocent, little adulterer, why don''t you die!"


    Mu Xuelan threw his sword at him with anger.


    The sword flashed ice blue and flew straight between his legs.


    Jun Wuye stretched out two fingers to clamp the sword and put away his teasing smile.


    He went up to her, put the sword next to her and said, "OK, stop it, wait here for me to come back."


    Mu Xuelan''s Qi suffocated his heart.


    Who is it?


    Does this guy really want to piss her off?


    Jun Wuxie didn''t care about her reaction and turned to the top of the mountain.


    As soon as he took a step, a snow-white and glittering plain hand grabbed his clothes tightly.


    "What''s the matter?"


    He turned and looked at Mu Xuelan in surprise.


    She said coldly, "you need to heal now, not take [spiritual marrow fluid]. It''s not too late to take it after the injury!"


    "How can I do that?" Jun Wuxie grabbed her hand, pulled his clothes out of her hand bit by bit, and said, "although the saints and animal kings have left, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not come back."


    "You don''t know how many saints have come from various forces. Although most of them were buried in the secret place of three disasters and seven robberies, there are definitely more than those who are alive. Once they meet and gather their hands, they are likely to return here."


    "If you don''t heal, take the soul amulet."


    "Are you kidding? Your soul is so weak now. Without the talisman, do you know you will die on this mountain?"


    "Then take me down the mountain."


    "What if those people return when I take the [spiritual marrow fluid]? Don''t you have to fall into their hands? When they use you to persecute me, we both have to finish the calves..."


    Speaking of this, he looked at Mu Xuelan with strange eyes: "do you have the heart to let me bear the pain of soul tearing?"


    "Be amorous!" Mu Xuelan gave him a cold look, turned his back to him and said coldly, "I wish you would die on the top of the mountain!"


    "I said, Lord mu, I just protected you twice. Don''t be moved by it, ha ha ha!"


    Jun Wuxie walked towards the top of the mountain with a smile.


    Mu Xue LAN Bei clenched her teeth and wanted to stamp her feet, but she was stunned as soon as her feet were lifted up.


    "How could I subconsciously make such a little girl''s delicate action?"


    Stunned by her reaction, she slowly put her feet down and was stunned for a moment.


    For a long time, she didn''t hear Jun Wuxie''s voice. She couldn''t help turning around and saw that Jun Wuxie had gone far.


    He has now reached the highest position he climbed yesterday.


    Here, his body shook a little and he was sweating profusely.


    The power of soul refining is like cutting the soul like a thousand knives and ten thousand feet, which is deeply painful.


    On the top of the mountain, there are only hundreds of meters.


    But with each step, the pain deepens.


    Five hundred meters.


    Four hundred meters.


    Three hundred meters.


    ……


    The distance was getting closer and closer, and his steps were getting harder and harder. Every step fell, and his body was convulsing and twitching.


    The whole head seemed to crack.


    Due to the reason of back to back, Mu Xuelan can''t see how scary he is at the moment.


    His facial features were badly twisted, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were almost protruding.


    Only 200 meters from the top of the mountain.


    He had been unable to stand upright because of unbearable pain, and his whole body was bent.


    But he still clenched his teeth and climbed up step by step.


    One meter shortens the distance.


    When he reached only 100 meters, he was completely unable to stand.


    The great pain almost twisted his five senses together.


    He lay on the ground, and there was not only the pain of cutting thousands of knives, but also the pain of burning flames in his soul.


    The two kinds of sharp pain entangled together, which made him uncontrollably roar in pain.


    He grabbed his scalp with one hand, and his five fingers were deeply embedded in the bluestone ladder, crawling up bit by bit.


    His head was so painful that blood seeped from every pore.


    Ears, eyes, nose and mouth are bleeding out.


    "Little whore, come back quickly!"


    Mu Xuelan''s voice trembled.


    She knows best how terrible the pain of soul tearing is.


    At that time, when she was about 500 meters away from the top of the mountain, that feeling made her feel very scary.


    Jun Wuxie, who doesn''t have a soul protecting talisman, is only about 100 meters away from the top of the mountain.


    The pain of soul refining is many times more terrible than when it is 500 meters from the top of the mountain.


    In the face of so many wheel battles between the beast king and the holy Pope, his body almost disintegrated when he fought, and he didn''t hum or fall.


    But now, it hurts so much that I can''t stand!


    ……


    However, Jun Wuxie ignored her and was still crawling towards the top of the mountain.


    As the distance decreases step by step.


    The blood vessels in his body burst because of the sharp pain, and every pore of his body sprayed blood, crawling all the way, leaving blood stains all the way.


    "It''s close. If you insist again, you''ll arrive..."


    Jun Wuxie bit his teeth, endured the pain of soul splitting, tearing and burning with unimaginable tenacity and will, and crawled with great difficulty.


    Thirty meters.


    Twenty meters.


    Ten meters.


    ……


    The closer you are to the stone trough containing [soul marrow liquid], the more terrible the power of soul refining is.


    The pores of his body burst out a large blood mist, which was terrible.


    The internal organs began to fail because of the severe pain beyond the limits of life.