Wu Haojun carried Wu Yan back to his room and gently placed her on the bed.
Wu Haojun couldn't figure it out. He always felt that the world he traveled to was different from the one he remembered!
It felt more like having a nightmare, and then the scene in the dream became reality.
Wu Haojun retracted his thoughts, rubbed Wu Yan's still swollen cheeks, and said softly: "Does it still hurt?"
Wu Yan wiped away her tears and smiled lightly: "It doesn't hurt anymore! Brother, dad killed my mother and wants to kill us all. Why is he so heartless?"
Wu Haojun shook his head and said: "It's for the Jiuzhou Divine Cauldron and the secrets in the Divine Cauldron. Dad... he can do anything! It's my fault that I didn't protect you!"
Wu Yan leaned in Wu Haojun's arms, her eyes moistened: "Yan'er is useless, she will hurt her brother."
Wu Haojun smiled faintly and rubbed Wu Yan's little head: "Silly girl, it is only natural for a brother to take care of his sister. Besides, your brother and I are so powerful, there is nothing to be afraid of!"
Wu Yan smiled sadly and said seriously: "Brother, when you teach me martial arts in the future, I will also take care of you!"
Wu Haojun smiled and gently scratched Wu Yan's nose: "Okay, you need to heal your injury first!"
Wu Yan nodded, leaned lightly on Wu Haojun's shoulder, and fell asleep unconsciously.
Wu Haojun helped Wu Yan to the bed, covered her with a quilt, sat on a chair nearby, and gently lifted up his clothes.
On his chest, there is a black and purple palm print!
In order to find the whereabouts of the Nine Provinces Divine Cauldron, Wu Haojun fought a bloody battle with everyone from the Broken Blade Sect!
Seriously injured, he was hit in the chest by a mysterious master and fell off a cliff.
After that incident, the whereabouts of the divine tripod fell into the hands of Wu Jianxiong of the Divine Sword Sect.
Wu Haojun has been unconscious since he was rescued. Wu Jianxiong began to favor Huang Minyi and his son, hoping to find the whereabouts of the Jiuzhou Divine Cauldron through the things brought back from the Divine Sword Sect.
Wu Haojun glanced at Wu Yan on the bed.
She was pale, covered with two quilts, and her hands and feet were still cold.
This little girl was weak and was attacked by the cold. If he had not worked hard for Wu Jianxiong and made countless contributions, and the Shenjian Sect continued to provide her with medicinal meals and elixirs, she would have passed away long ago.
Wu Haojun clenched his fists. Now that he and his father have broken up, will he provide elixirs to Wu Yan in the future?
Moreover, Wu Yan's condition has become more and more serious.
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If you want a complete cure, you can only get the miraculous medicine of Danfu.
And the people in the Alchemy Mansion are so high up there that they are even more profound in alchemy. How can the root cause of this disease be easily cured?
Originally, we could rely on Wu Jianxiong's connections, but now it is almost impossible to cure the root cause of the disease!
Thinking of this, Wu Haojun turned to look at Wu Yan, who was already sleeping soundly on the bed.
"No matter what the cost, I will definitely cure your disease!"
After a moment, I seemed to think of something.
Wu Haojun looked at the faint lines on his arms.
The lines that appear and disappear at this time seem to be related to the Jiuzhou Divine Cauldron.
There was nothing in the big bronze cauldron left by Broken Blade Sect. If Wu Jianxiong knew that the spiritual energy in the divine cauldron had been absorbed by him, I am afraid that the two brothers and sisters would have died in the secret room today!
Wu Haojun was already injured. He slapped Wu Jianxiong in the secret room, and the wound hurt even more.
At this moment, the lines on Wu Haojun's arms began to glow, and suddenly a light and shadow enveloped him inside.
A moment.
Wu Haojun felt like he was in an endless universe.
Not far in front of him, there was a magnificent palace floating in the air.
The palace is thirty-three stories high, shining with golden light and extremely majestic, just floating there.
Wu Haojun suppressed the shock in his heart and looked in the direction of the palace.
On the door at the entrance, there are two large golden characters: "Heaven".
Looking at the towering palace in front of him, Wu Haojun was extremely shocked.
This scene far exceeded his imagination.
Soon, he calmed himself down and walked towards the palace step by step.
However, the palace seems to be moving too.
No matter how he walked, he could never get close to the palace.
So close.
But it's far away.
At this time, a line of text appeared on the palace door.
"The Tiangong elixir pen writes heavenly orders on the top, and changes the book of life and death on the bottom! It controls all things, creates the world with one stroke, and changes life and death with one stroke!"
Tiangong elixir pen?"
Wu Haojun frowned slightly and looked above the palace gate.
Sure enough, when he saw something that looked like a writing brush, he subconsciously went over to get it.
However, he had just taken two steps when an invisible force pushed him back.
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go.
There is no way to move forward at all!
Wu Haojun was stunned!
This pen feels very different.
But how to get this pen?
Wu Haojun glanced around, as if he was still suspended in the endless universe, and seemed to be just outside the gate of the palace.
For a moment, he felt that the pen was within reach.
Then, the whole person became confused and lost consciousness.
When I woke up again, it was already noon the next day.
The black and purple palm print on my chest is still aching.
Is it a dream again...
Wu Haojun felt that everything last night was like a dream, but very real.
During his coma, he had been to this place more than once.
Maybe that place just now belongs to the spiritual world.
"Brother, are you awake?"
Wu Yan pushed the door open, walked to Wu Haojun with her head lowered, stretched out her hand and handed him a dirty steamed bun, and said softly: "Brother, eat something."
Wu Haojun grabbed Wu Yan's little hand and said softly: "What's wrong? Lift your head."
Wu Yan twisted her body, somewhat reluctantly.
Wu Haojun clearly felt the little hand held by him twitch.
If you look closely, you can see there are several scars on the wrist.
It was obvious that he had just been injured.
Wu Haojun's expression changed slightly. He lifted Wu Yan's head and saw that her little face was also red and swollen from being beaten.
"what happened!"
Wu Haojun's eyes instantly turned cold.
Wu Yan quickly retracted her hand and shook her head: "It's okay, I accidentally fell..."
Wu Haojun pulled Wu Yan back to him, "To be honest, is someone bullying you? Tell me, I will make the decision for you."
Wu Yan's nose felt sore and tears immediately flowed out.
"I went to the kitchen to look for food, and I met Manager Bai. He asked the cook to bring me some sizzling leftovers. No one wanted the food to feed the pigs. I was angry, so I argued with him, and he said he wanted it.
Food was fine, but I had to be his wife... I scolded him, and he beat me. Later, when they weren't paying attention, I stole two steamed buns back, and one fell off on the way."
Wu Haojun's face was cold and he clenched his hands.
"That's too much!"
After saying that, he took Wu Yan and went straight to the kitchen.