Pastoral pamper: Cultivating the field, cultivating immortals, giving birth to cubs

Chapter 117 June
Wu Yin was uttered abruptly by himself, his little face flushed with shame.Eyeballs turned to Mu Nuan'an who had her eyes closed, and she was relieved to find that she was concentrating on feeling her pulse and didn't notice anything strange about her.

But his eyes were glued to Mu Nuan'an's face.

"What's wrong, is there something on my face?"

As soon as Mu Nuanan opened her eyes, she saw Wuyin staring at her face frankly, and touching her smooth little face in doubt.Eh?nothing much.

"Ah? No..." Wu Yin's face was hot, and he quickly denied it.

Mu Nuan'an felt that Wuyin was weird, but she couldn't say it was weird, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

"The recovery is not bad. It is a miracle that you can recover from such an injury."

"Except for the severe damage to the tendons and veins, the internal organs are well cultivated. It seems that the efforts of the past few months have not been in vain?"

"What did my sister say? How many months?"

"Oh, by the way, forgot to mention. You've been sleeping for six months."

"What! Six months?"

"Well. You know now how badly you were hurt?"

Wuyin lowered his furry head, wondering what he was thinking.

"Okay, the past is in the past. Let's face the present well? Humans should live in the present moment."

Wuyin raised her head and looked suspiciously at the little white hand stretched out in front of her eyes, as if she didn't understand what her sister meant.

Mu Nuan'an nodded towards her with a smile, her backlit face looked like a little angel who fell from the sky, as if she had a magical power that made people believe in her from the bottom of her heart.

Dang Wuyin put his skinny little hand on Rou Yi.

Well...it's warm and comfortable...

Mu Nuan'an clenched that slightly piercing little hand behind her back, pulled her and ran outside.

Before going out, he specially put on her boots and fastened the cloak for her.

The winter is cold, and there is light snow floating outside the house.

The nine-curved corridor is filled with the shadows of young girls playing and running.The girl's crisp laughter echoed.

Can't dissipate for a long time...

This winter, it seems to be vivid because of the girl.

Chasing and fighting from time to time adds a beautiful landscape to this boring winter.

Things go back to before June.

Wuyin was seriously injured, but since Mu Nuan'an decided to save her, she would not give up easily.

The girl, who was as fragile as a piece of paper, held that breath because of a mysterious force.

As the days got longer, the girl's physical condition became worse and worse.

Mu Nuan'an looked at the girl in front of her whose physical condition was getting worse, her heart sank little by little.

For this reason, I read a lot of classics left by the master, and finally found an alchemy formula in an alchemy book.

Although it could not save her life, it could temporarily slow down her injuries.

The situation is urgent, Mu Nuan'an immediately set off to Boulder City, intending to buy the alchemy furnace and the required medicinal materials.

Her body was suspended by the pill left by Mu Nuan'an.

However, her body was too fragile, so Mu Nuan'an had no choice but to use the low-level elixir she bought in Boulder City last time to supply her physical needs.

How weak is her body?so to speak?She divided it into three days for a low-grade medicine of the first rank, three times a day, and had to drink it with water.

After leaving behind the pills needed for a month, Mu Nuan'an went to Boulder City alone.

Naturally, this time there is Xiao Yueyue in the space to accompany her.

Non-stop all the way, Yujian flying, exhausted spiritual power, let Xiao Yueyue come out to guard, and return to the space to recover.

　It's time to play the game, sin
　　
　
(End of this chapter)