Chapter five hundred and twentieth death mirror one
Since Mo Yu was driven out of the house by Mo Yue, Mo Yu has been sitting in the yard, with the table full of utensils, as if it had been a complicated refining.
"Clang."
Mo Yu stood up instantly, and before he could clean up the mess on the table, he picked up a small magnetic bottle and rushed into the house.
At this time, Mo Yue was sitting beside the bed, covering her shoulders in great pain. Under the bed were some pieces of porcelain bottles. Perhaps the sound just now came from these broken porcelain bottles.
Mo Yue's eyes were not good. Although her lips were white, she still tried hard to pretend that she was not bad. "What are you doing when you come in?"
"This heavenly thunder is different from the heavenly thunder you encountered before. Xiang Sijin cannot be cured, and ordinary elixirs cannot offset the heavenly thunder residual breath that exists in your body. You should not force your efforts to dissipate the heavenly thunder residual breath, otherwise it will be more injured, and your mind and breath will be unstable, and you will often be accompanied by thunder and breathing symptoms in the future."
"Even so, what's the matter with you?"
"There is no condition in the mirror of rebirth to refine the stable breath pill. You can use this medicine to protect your heart and breath first." Mo Yu put the porcelain-colored bottle on the table, then left the door. When he left, he closed the wooden door, as if he was afraid of the cool breeze outside the house, which made Mo Yue feel unhappy.
Mo Yue withdrew her gaze and continued to close her eyes to regulate her breathing. The thunder breath in her body kept colliding with her original breath. The pain was abnormal. Mo Yue held back the pain and forced herself to suppress the thunder breathing. However, not only did it have no effect as Mo Yu said, but it also gave birth to her injuries. Mo Yue covered her chest and vomited blood.
After this tossing, Mo Yue seemed a little overwhelmed. She took several deep breaths and her eyes fell on the porcelain-colored bottle on the table. "It seems that I will still respond to your thoughts after all."
Thinking of this, there was a hint of ridicule. Mo Yue used the magic energy to grab the porcelain-colored bottle on the table into her hand, opened it, and drank it all in one go. After drinking it, she couldn't help but frown slightly. The taste was very unique, clear and sweet, and warm in the mouth. It was very different from the elixirs made by Nan Jue on weekdays.
Mo Yue was just curious for a moment and did not take this curiosity in her heart for how long. She just felt that her body was much more comfortable than before, so she began to close her eyes and regulate her breathing, and no longer thought about anything else.
At this moment, Mo Yu was still standing outside the door, feeling that Mo Yue's breath was much calmer than before, and his worried expression eased a little, but he still had not moved at all. He looked at the door with deep eyes, as if he could melt the wooden door and look directly at Mo Yue's every move.
Mo Yue took medicine given by Mo Yu regularly and at regular intervals every day, and her body gradually improved. Although the pain of Tianlei was still inside her body, it was not a big deal.
"Squeak." Mo Yue pushed open the door.
"The Emperor is guarding the door every day, may he be afraid that I will run away?"
Mo Yue walked around Mo Yu, sat at the table, then waved it, took out the tea set, and began to cook tea as if nothing had happened.
Seeing that Mo Yue was already safe, Mo Yu finally let go of her heart. She sat opposite Mo Yue without saying a word, and quietly watched Mo Yue cook tea.
Mo Yue poured a cup of the cooked tea in front of Mo Yu, "I came out of the realm of vain and liked this bitter tea the most. It reminded me all the time that life is so bitter, but I am suffering to the core."
Mo Yu picked up the teacup and his hands trembled a little. He looked at the tea, the dark color, as if it was a slut. He drank the tea in one gulp, without even frowning, "If you feel bitter, I will suffer more."
Chapter completed!