After being sent back by Zhao Mingyu last time, Yuan En Yehui has been guarding outside Tang Wulin's door. Although she is a person with a strong sense of contract, she had no choice but to leave last time.
"Bang!" Something seemed to fall from the next door of the yard!
"What's going on..." Yuan En Yehui went to the direction of the sound, but saw a shocking scene. The battle armor was all shattered and blood was flowing on the ground.
"Mingyu?" Yuan En Yehui shouted and helped him up.
"Wake up... Is there still a heartbeat?" Yuan En Yehui didn't care about the filth on Zhao Mingyu's body and put her ear against Zhao Mingyu's chest.
"Five seconds~"
"Ten seconds..."
Yuan En Yehui seemed to be petrified. They were together in the morning and could practice together tomorrow, but why... why was there no heartbeat...
Tears slid down from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably, falling like pearls...
"Boom..." The faint sound of a heartbeat came out.
"Still alive, it's great to be alive." Yuan En Yehui.
Tang Wulin had just finished absorbing the power of the medicine when she heard the sound of crying outside. She walked out curiously, only to feel her body soften and rushed over there.
"Mingyu?" If it weren't for the breath, I would not recognize this skinny guy who was not in human form.
"Yes, call Na'er." Tang Wulin took out his mobile phone in a panic and called Na'er.
"Sister Wulin, is there anything?" Na'er quickly answered the phone.
"Hurry up, call the Holy Spirit Douluo to save Mingyu... Na'er, we are in the work-study dormitory." Tang Wulin said with a sob.
"What? What happened to my brother!" Na'er hurriedly got up to call Yali.
Tang Wulin ignored Yuan En Yehui who was sitting in front of him, and stroked Zhao Mingyu's face with trembling fingers. The face was as creepy as a skeleton.
"He is still alive... He must be fine." Yuan En Yehui murmured.
"This is the breath of evil and darkness. Mingyu fought with something." Tang Wulin said.
Yuan En Ye Hui found the sword next to her thigh this time: "What kind of weapon is this..."
Zhao Mingyu was in a state of chaos now. He couldn't let himself faint, so he reached out and grabbed the last ray of light...
"Am I drowning? Am I in the place of life? What did I do just now?" Zhao Mingyu found that his memory was incomplete.
Bubbles came out of his mouth, and he remembered that he could breathe in the water. Without thinking too much, he swam towards the place where there was light. When his hand approached the light, his body trembled and he woke up.
"Mingyu!"
"Mingyu!"
Two girls called him, one after another, annoying him.
"Be quiet!" Zhao Mingyu muttered to himself.
"Mingyu?" The two girls showed a surprised expression.
"It's so noisy! Until now, you can't let me die quietly?" Zhao Mingyu's hand hit Tang Wulin's jade leg!
"What are you talking about, Mingyu!" Yuan En Ye Hui felt that something was wrong. Zhao Mingyu had no desire to live.
Tears fell on Zhao Mingyu's face, and their wishes had been conveyed to Zhao Mingyu's heart.
Zhao Mingyu slowly opened his eyes... "Don't cry..."
At this time, Yali had brought Na'er to the work-study dormitory. Na'er opened her red lips slightly and stayed where she was.
Yali released the praying angel, and the four-character battle armor emerged. The light green soul power was injected into Zhao Mingyu's body to heal him.
...
The broken battle armor fell one by one.
"Little Mingyu, his vitality was taken away, and then for some reason he sucked it back again, so he can still survive now." Yali thought.
Na'er walked over and asked how they found Zhao Mingyu.
The strong vitality was injected into Zhao Mingyu's body, and his body gradually became full. He was still very thin, but he looked much better than before.
Seeing that Zhao Mingyu had recovered well, the group also breathed a sigh of relief.
The yellow-green light surrounded Zhao Mingyu, and then Yali took him back to the Sea God Pavilion.
Tang Wulin recovered the battle armor and hurriedly followed.
The next day, early in the morning.
Zhao Mingyu came to his senses. What concerned him was who helped him change his clothes. He was puzzled...
He was the only one in the room. The walls were really white, and there was a pleasant smell.
Zhao Mingyu wanted to move around for his birthday, but he found that he was a cuckold and couldn't move at all. Yali had known that Zhao Mingyu was a restless person, so she had set restrictions. At least Zhao Mingyu had to lie down obediently in the next two days.
"Ah, it's so boring. Let's practice." Zhao Mingyu began to circulate his soul power. The soul power circulated along the meridians and was still very smooth.
Na'er gently opened the door and walked in quietly.
"It's Na'er..." Zhao Mingyu said.
Na'er put a chair at the head of Zhao Mingyu's bed and asked with concern: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
"Well, I'm almost well now." Zhao Mingyu replied.
At this time, Tang Wulin and Yuan En Ye Hui also came in and sat beside Zhao Mingyu. For some reason, his intuition told him that it was very dangerous now.
"Why did you all come to see me? I'm fine..." Zhao Mingyu said in confusion.
Tang Wulin became anxious when he said this, "At that time, you said you didn't want to live, how could I not worry."
"Ah, is it this time again? By the way, where is the Flame Demon Sword over there?" Zhao Mingyu asked.
"Here with me." Yuan En Ye Hui said.
"And what exactly did you go through? What kind of opponent hurt you like this?" Yuan En Ye Hui said worriedly.
"Mingyu, your battle armor is all broken and can no longer be used. You can only forge it all again. But only Soul Saints and Soul Douluos can have such strength..." Tang Wulin said his guess.
Na'er held Zhao Mingyu's left hand tightly with her hand, showing the same doubt, "Brother, why don't you just use space teleportation to run away."
Zhao Mingyu finally showed a bitter smile on his face.
"I lost this battle. If the opponent wasn't greedy, I might have been a dried corpse. Maybe it was because I was unwilling to give up that I fought him to the end!"
"The name of the demon is Louis, a very powerful monster. During the battle with him, his swift and strong attack cut off my martial soul. My mind was shaken, which made me lose my mind. Maybe it was right to run away at that time." Zhao Mingyu narrated calmly.
"How is it possible that the martial soul was broken? If the martial soul was broken, how did you kill him?" Yuan En Yehui said excitedly. She couldn't accept that Zhao Mingyu's holy sword would be cut off.
"Yuan En... take a deep breath..." Tang Wulin patted her back gently.
"Brother, that demon..." Na'er asked.
"Anyway, I took his sword and killed him in the end." Zhao Mingyu laughed a few times, and then suddenly coughed.
"Really, can't you speak softly!" Na'er input soul power to help Zhao Mingyu vent.
Naer took out the drip and said with a smile, "Brother, stretch out your hand!"
Zhao Mingyu's mouth twitched, and then he slowly stretched out his left hand.
After the drip, they said goodbye to Zhao Mingyu and let him rest and recover.