Lin Shaomin wiped a tear on his face and said with surprise: “Brother, are you saying you're okay? Has the Great God cured you? ”

Lin Shaohuang nodded his head: “When Dantian remodeled, I... I knew I was healing... but I was too sore to say it. Now... now that I remodeled the meridians, it didn't hurt that much, I just... had the strength to speak. ”

Lin Father Lin Mother was already dead. When she heard her son speak, she was delighted.

Mother Lin grabbed Lin's hand and couldn't help but cry out: “Son, you scared my mother! ”

Father Lin hastily said: "Don't move. Haven't you heard Shao Xing say that the menstrual pulse has not been remodeled yet? ”

Lin Shaohun painstakingly turned over to hold Lin Father Lin's hand and said softly: “Father and mother, don't blame Sister. She... she believed that the Monarch God was right... that... the Holy Aunt defamed and humiliated Sister, I... I didn't want her to cure me... fortunately... fortunately, there was a Monarch God..."

The people in the midnight hall didn't even notice the change on the Lin side.

Everyone is immersed in the worship and awe of the Palace.

With the Lin family as the forebearer, the reputation of the Mule Palace was pushed to its peak.

Yashuang Five listened to the thousands of monks in the Qing Dynasty Hall shouting “Long live Mu Le Pavilion”, and their faces showed satisfaction.

Yet, just then, a high voice rose from the sky.

That was the performance of .

Voices are often graceful and not bright.

But this music overshadowed the voices of everyone.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to the past unconsciously.

The next moment, a teenager with blood on his chest pulled up and jumped three feet high.

I don't know when I have an extra three-foot green peak sword in my hand, a sword flower dancing in the sky.

Juvenile swordsmanship is not excellent, but swordlight flashes spiritual power all around, but cannot speak of purity and beauty.

It was as if the sword had become part of his body.

“So... isn't that Lin's boy? Didn't he get cured? ”

“Am I wrong? Why do I think his sword and spirit are stronger than they were before? ”

Lin Shao-chung flipped a heel in the middle of the sky and finally landed in front of Mu Yan. On one knee he cried out: “Thank you for saving my life! ”

Mu Yan's fingertips gently dialed the strings on and smiled slightly: “It is also your own mind that is patient enough to survive the pain of Dantian remodeling. ”

Her control of 4;;

The Nine Pints appliance is also far less than the ancient relics.

So in healing Lin Shaoxiang, she also spent a lot of time and almost lost a fortune.

Luckily, Lin Young-hyung, though young, was extremely patient in his mind. He actually survived the torment of Dantian fragmentation and overlap with his will.

No wonder when he was a little boy, he was able to hit the peak of Golden Dan to fix it.

Lin showed a silly smile when he heard Mu Yan's praise.

Muang reached out his hand: "Come here. I'll get you a pulse. ”

Lin Shao Chung hurried forward.

The young girl put her slender fingers like jade on his wheat skin, a heart beating like a drum, and her face rose red.

Mu Yan did not find the mind of the teenager at all. Wen smiled: "The disease has healed, you can practise it without any fear. ”

“Many thanks to the Lord. ”