Chapter eight hundred and eighty sixth unruly Leng Ying
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were extremely solemn. Just now he used the power of the Holy Talisman of Ice to explore Ruan Lingyu's whole body, through her meridians all the way to her lower abdomen Dantian, and then he discovered a scene that shocked him.
Because, Ruan Lingyu's entire Dantian actually contained not Yuan Power, but endless cold air, and this cold air was terrifying. Ruan Lingyu's Dantian was frozen by this terrifying cold air.
The connection between the Dantian and the meridians at both ends is even blocked by ice, preventing the vitality in the meridians from flowing into the Dantian. This is the ultimate reason why Ruan Lingyu cannot practice.
"Miss Lingyu! Your Dantian..." Zhuo Wen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Ruan Lingyu showed a bitter smile on her lips and said: "You have also seen that my Dantian is filled with endless strange cold air. This cold air is very powerful and has frozen the meridians around the Dantian, making it impossible for me to practice."
"This cold air was accumulated in my Dantian after a serious illness when I was ten years old. My father invited many strong men in Yancheng to see it, but they were all helpless."
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen looked thoughtful. Zhuo Wen had never heard of such a thing as cold energy accumulating in his dantian.
Generally speaking, the dantian is the most important place for a warrior, but it is also an extremely fragile place. The cold air in Ruan Lingyu's dantian is extremely terrifying, far more powerful than the extreme cold in Zhuo Wen's body, but still not as good as the heavenly level.
The cold air should be a kind of cold air between the earth level and the heaven level.
The destructive power of this cold air should be extremely terrifying. Not to mention the fragile Dantian in the human body, even if the outside of the human body is eroded by this cold air, it may be fatal.
But Ruan Lingyu seems to be okay now. The terrifying cold air in her dantian seems to be controlled by someone. Although it is attached to Ruan Lingyu's dantian, it does not have the slightest trace of typhoid fever in Ruan Lingyu.
"Miss Lingyu! Was the cold energy in your Dantian so strong from the beginning?" Zhuo Wen always felt that the cold energy in Ruan Lingyu's Dantian seemed to have its own life and was growing.
Ruan Lingyu shook her head and said: "When I was ten years old, this cold air was not very strong and could only barely seal my Dantian meridians. Now seven years have passed, and this cold air has become stronger and stronger as time goes by.
Strong, and my body is getting worse every year."
He frowned slightly, this cold air was so weird. Listening to what Ruan Lingyu said, Zhuo Wen always felt that the cold air seemed to be strengthening himself with the help of Ruan Lingyu's body. This feeling was very strange.
"If Xiao Hei is here, maybe he can see the origin of this cold air!"
After thinking about it, Zhuo Wen still couldn't figure out the origin of the cold air in Ruan Lingyu's body, and he couldn't help but miss the days when Xiao Hei existed. After all, Xiao Hei had lived many times longer than Zhuo Wen, and he must know a lot.
"You loser, how dare you treat Lingyu lightly and seek death!"
Just when Zhuo Wen was deep in thought, a shout came from the box next door, and then Leng Ying was standing at the door at some unknown time. She happened to see Zhuo Wen holding Ruan Lingyu's right hand, her beautiful eyes stood upright, and she couldn't help but say
struck out with his right palm.
Zhuo Wen did not expect that Leng Ying would suddenly appear, and he would attack without any explanation. For a moment, he was caught off guard, and Leng Ying took advantage of the opportunity and hit him in the chest.
Kick, kick, kick!
With a muffled groan, Zhuo Wen took three steps back and almost exited the carriage. The energy and blood in his body was rolling, and the injuries in his body were almost triggered by this blow. Zhuo Wen was so horrified that he quickly used his energy to suppress the injuries in his body.
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Leng Ying came to Ruan Lingyu, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhuo Wen, but there was a hint of shock, because when she hit Zhuo Wen's chest just now, she found that this man's body was as hard as steel, and he was hard-pressed by her.
Actually, he only took three steps back.
You must know that she, Leng Ying, is a warrior of the third level of the Emperor's Realm, and the young man in front of her is only one level of the Emperor's Realm. There is a gap between two realms. Her full blow from Leng Ying only made Zhuo Wen retreat.
Three steps, obviously this result made Leng Ying a little dissatisfied.
"Originally, I thought you were just an ungrateful and shameless person, but now it seems that you are still a scum who has no sense of justice. You saw that Lingyu has no cultivation, and you actually dared to openly treat her with contempt."
Leng Ying's beautiful eyes were cold, and when she was about to drive Zhuo Wen out again, Ruan Lingyu stopped in front of Leng Ying.
"Sister Leng Ying, you misunderstood! Zhuo Wen just checked the coldness in my body." Ruan Lingyu explained anxiously.
"Lingyu! Don't be deceived by this guy. The master of the house has asked so many experts to check the cold energy in your body, but they can't find any problems. How can he, a waste in the first level of Emperor Ji Realm, see it?
?I think he clearly wants to take advantage of you."
Leng Ying shook her head, staring at Zhuo Wen behind Ruan Lingyu with extremely unkind eyes, her eyes full of threats and warnings.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen also completely suppressed the injuries in his body, staring coldly at Leng Ying. Leng Ying targeted him several times, which made Zhuo Wen extremely disgusted with him. If he hadn't been injured now,
He will never show mercy to Leng Ying.
"Lingyu, get out of the way! We will never let this kind of scoundrel stay here."
Leng Ying made a move with her right hand, trying to push Ruan Lingyu away, but the latter was extremely stubborn and stopped in front of Leng Ying, saying: "I will not allow you to touch Mr. Zhuo, unless you also deal with me."
"you!"
Leng Ying's beautiful eyes widened, looking at the stubborn Ruan Lingyu in front of her, she had no choice but to give up, glanced at Zhuo Wen coldly, and said: "Boy, you'd better be self-aware, don't think that you are just a waste and want to climb up to the daughter of our Ruan family.
, tell you, that’s impossible.”
After saying these words coldly, Leng Ying re-entered the box next door, leaving only Zhuo Wen and Ruan Lingyu standing there.
"Mr. Zhuo! I'm sorry. I don't think Sister Leng Ying did it on purpose. She also cares about me very much. Don't take it too seriously." Ruan Lingyu apologized to Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen waved his hands and said nothing. Leng Ying targeted him everywhere. Even if Zhuo Wen had a good temper, he was still a little angry in his heart, but now in front of Ruan Lingyu, Zhuo Wen couldn't show it.
"Miss Lingyu! The cold air in your body is very strange. I found that the cold air seems to be alive, and it is constantly growing and growing." Suddenly, Zhuo Wen said to Ruan Lingyu with a solemn expression.
"Did you see it?"
Ruan Lingyu was startled, and then a hint of bitterness appeared on her pretty face. As the person involved, she was naturally very familiar with the cold air in her Dantian. Over the past seven years, she was almost familiar with the operating rules of this strange cold air. She was familiar with the characteristics of the cold air.
It is a deep experience.
"Mr. Zhuo! Do you have a solution?" Ruan Lingyu looked at Zhuo Wen with some hope.
Zhuo Wen smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Sorry! Miss Lingyu, although I can detect the extraordinary coldness in your body, I can't solve it at the moment."
"It can't be solved now? Can it be solved in the future?" Ruan Lingyu turned her beautiful eyes and suddenly asked with some surprise.
Zhuo Wen nodded and said: "Now you have also seen that I was seriously injured in my lower body and my strength was severely damaged. If I were at my peak, I would be able to try to help you expel the coldness in your body."
Zhuo Wen didn't say this casually. Back then, he used the fused seven-color phoenix to suppress the heaven-level cold energy in Mu Chenxue's body.
Although the cold air in Ruan Lingyu's body was strong, it was a bit insignificant compared to the cold air in Mu Chenxue's body. If Zhuo Wen recovered his strength, he would be able to fuse a powerful flame to try to offset the cold air in Ruan Lingyu's body.
Hearing this, Ruan Lingyu did not doubt Zhuo Wen's words. She could feel the sincerity in the eyes of the young man in front of her. She knew that Zhuo Wen would not lie to her about this, and she could indeed feel the pain Zhuo Wen suffered.
The injuries were quite serious.
The young man in front of her was not as simple as just a round of the Emperor's Realm. When Ruan Lingyu saw the unconscious Zhuo Wen for the first time, she could feel that the young man in front of her was by no means an ordinary person.
Although Ruan Lingyu herself has no cultivation, her intuition has always been accurate.
"Master Zhuo! I'm looking forward to your recovery of strength and helping me expel the cold energy from my body." Ruan Lingyu said with a smile.
Looking at Ruan Lingyu's charming smile, Zhuo Wen said in surprise: "Miss Lingyu! Do you really believe what I say?"
Ruan Lingyu's cheeks were slightly red and she said softly: "I can intuitively feel that you don't seem to be a liar!"
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen also looked depressed and touched his nose. Could it be that Zhuo Wen believed in him just based on intuition? This made Zhuo Wen quite embarrassed. After all, it was still unknown whether he could expel the coldness in Ruan Lingyu's body.
However, Ruan Lingyu's ability to trust him so much made Zhuo Wen feel more favorable towards her. If Zhuo Wen's strength could really be fully restored, Zhuo Wen would not mind helping Ruan Lingyu expel the cold.
The two chatted for a while. Ruan Lingyu felt a little sleepy, so she entered another box to rest, while Zhuo Wen sat cross-legged silently in the box at the outermost edge of the living room, his eyes twinkling.
Now, Zhuo Wen's condition is not very good. The sea of consciousness was destroyed by Qing Emperor and is almost in ruins. His mental power cannot be used at all. It may be extremely difficult to restore the sea of consciousness.
Because he was seriously injured, the energy in his body has been reduced to the level of only one round of the Emperor's Realm. Moreover, the injury is very serious and may explode at any time, making it difficult for Zhuo Wen to even exert the strength of one round of the Emperor's Realm.
"The first priority now is to stabilize the injuries in my body first. Only in this way will it not affect the performance of my own strength."
With his eyes flickering, Zhuo Wen knew that the injury that troubled him most now was the injury in his body. Fortunately, he carried the heart of Netherworld King. If he was given a few days, he should be able to completely stabilize the injury in his body.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen also silently recuperated and began to suppress the injuries in his body...