Tyrant Sword Soul - Chapter 1240

Time passed slowly. In the twinkling of an eye, it was getting late and night was falling. During this period, some soldiers carefully walked into the room and asked to turn on the light, but Xin Chen refused.

The stars and moon set off outside, and the room was not dark. The dark blue of soul tears intersected with the red martial spirit guided by Xinyue, which also lit up the inner room.

The tears of the soul deserved their reputation. The powerful spiritual power contained in them fully supported them to transmit this power until the next morning. Until the sun had completely sprinkled on the room, Xin Yue gradually slowed down her movements.

As for the soul tears that originally flickered faintly, they are still in the current ink box, but they have become a little dull and have no luster.

When they saw that Xin Yue had recovered all the power of the array and leaned weakly on the bed board, they also knew that everything was over.

Xin Chen and bing’er quickly walked forward. First, they carefully threw Wang Yu down on the bed. Then they also walked to Xin Yue with concern and asked:

“Xiao Yue, are you okay?”

Xinyue’s ears are still permeated with fine beads of sweat. Obviously, yesterday’s power transmission has also caused great mental damage to her.

Her lips were pale and her face was very tired, but she struggled to open her eyes, waved her hand to Xinchen, and said weakly:

“The mental strength of each person is almost indoctrinated. I think I can wake up after a rest. At that time, please ask Mr. Guanyi for subsequent adjustment.”

Xingcai stepped forward and walked to Wang Yu, who was lying down. He tested his pulse and found that he was not as weak as he was a few days ago. He was surprised to look at the stars and nodded, but he didn’t speak.

Bing’er and her three eyes exchanged for a moment. Xin Yue was so tired that she fainted. If she moved, she would wake her up. Wang Yu had just carried out such a power transmission. It’s better to let them rest here together.

Moreover, the bed is big enough to support two people.

After their discussion, they covered Xinyue and Wang Yu with quilts. After finishing their things, they also went out silently and walked out of the door. Xinchen sent some people to guard the door and wait for them to wake up.

In the evening, the news that inspired the hearts of the whole ice city came, and Wang Yu, who had been unconscious for more than 20 days, finally woke up!

And Guan Yi, who showed him the injury, held Wang Yu’s hand excitedly when he saw that Wang Yu was weak but full of spirit, and even could chat freely with him.

“This is really a miracle. It is reasonable to say that on the Wufu continent, if someone damages his mental power and falls into a coma, he will be in such chaos for most of his life.”

Wang Yu’s lips were still pale, but he gently reminded him, and didn’t care about the impoliteness in his words.

Xinchen stood behind Guanyi and looked at Wang Yu with the same face of satisfaction. Several people said some words. Guanyi stopped in time and told Xinchen that Wang Yugang had just woke up and needed to rest for a period of time before he could carry out a lot of thinking and conversation activities.

Although Xin Chen still wanted to have a further strategic discussion with Wang Yu, he had to listen to the doctor. After giving Wang yuphen a few words to pay attention to his body, he also withdrew with one or two people.

The room was quiet for a moment. Wang Yu closed his eyes and leaned gently against the bed board. When he opened it again, he couldn’t help looking at the direction inside the bed, his eyes full of tenderness.

The woman in red Chinese clothes is covered with a thick white quilt. Her long soft hair is wet with sweat and pasted on both sides of her face. The corners of her mouth are gently lifted, which can be seen as a look of satisfaction.

“Wang Yun, you are so dangerous this time. We can’t contact you. Our mental strength is seriously frustrated. We almost thought we’d never see you again.”

The voice of the little soul was still ringing in my mind at the moment when I just woke up.

Then the sword emperor’s voice was a little nervous, but he still explained to himself why he was in such a serious coma this time.

The main reason is that the array deterrence of mixuetang is too powerful. Even with the help of the sword emperor, he successfully gets out of control, but the crushing of mental power is fatal.

“She is also very hard.”

Wang Yu’s slender white fingers gently brushed Xinyue’s face, and a calm voice of dragon candle came from his mind.

Just before Wang Yu was unconscious, Long Zhu pulled out of his body in time and transferred to Xin Yue. The reason why she thought of going to the underground mall to find soul tears to save Wang Yu was also because Long Zhu put forward suggestions.

“Thank you both this time. If it weren’t for you, maybe I wouldn’t wake up.”

Wang Yu took back his fingers on Xin Yue and refocused his eyes on the exquisite carvings on the top of the bed. He laughed at himself. After that, no one answered.

His original position of half lying in bed gradually turned into meditation.