Murong Yu regained consciousness when his body was entangled, but he was seriously injured and the wind was too strong to open his eyes.
I felt my body bump into something soft, and I couldn't help but open my eyes. What I saw was a slender, fair neck, followed by bright red lips and a fair, translucent chin.
Mu Qing seemed to sense something, looked up, and saw a sharp, handsome face with thin lips pressed tightly together, staring at him with slightly narrowed eyes...
Mu Qing panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down. Since it was inconvenient to speak while in the air, she could only give Murong Yu a friendly smile.
What Murong Yu saw was a frail young boy with tears in his eyes, smiling sweetly at him. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy. Before he could think any further, a wave of dizziness hit him, and he fainted again.
Mu Qing felt the head resting on his shoulder, its hot breath spraying onto his collarbone, and her face involuntarily flushed red, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.
Mu Qing forced herself to come back to her senses and focus on her current situation.
Sensing the increase in wood-elemental energy, and guessing that they were not far from the bottom of the cliff, Mu Qing increased the absorption of his special ability and used wood energy to slow down their descent. When they were about 100 meters from the bottom of the cliff, he activated his special ability, and the grass at the bottom of the cliff grew wildly, layer upon layer, ten meters high. When the two fell, they landed directly on the grass to cushion the impact, and did not suffer too much impact when they landed.
However, Mu Qing still felt pain all over her body. This was mainly because her body was too delicate. She knew without even looking that her back was covered in bruises.
The large amount of power I had previously used had almost depleted my reserves.
Feeling the burning heat from the person on her body, Mu Qing gently laid Murong Yuping down on the grass beside her.
The wood-based ability probed into his wrist and discovered that he had suffered internal injuries as well as numerous external wounds. He was currently unconscious and feverish, and would probably not have survived if he hadn't encountered him.
"Fine, let's see this through to the end..." Mu Qingxin thought to herself.
Avoiding the vegetation within a five-meter radius, he absorbed the surrounding wood energy, simultaneously channeling it into Murong Yu's body to heal his damaged heart meridians and internal injuries. However, the rate of absorption was far slower than the rate of output.
By the time Mu Qing's energy was exhausted, Murong Yu's internal injuries had been healed, his external injuries had recovered, his fever had subsided, and he was sleeping soundly with even breathing.
"Phew...so tired...so sleepy..." Mu Qing mumbled wearily before collapsing down next to Murong Yu and falling asleep.
With the moon high in the sky, a man in black and a boy in blue lay quietly in the grass by the lake at the bottom of the cliff. The tall grass concealed their figures.
The scattered green specks automatically merged into Mu Qing's body.
As dawn broke, a dense green light enveloped Mu Qing, and he broke through to the fourth level of his supernatural ability while he was asleep.
As soon as Murong Yu opened his eyes, he saw a large expanse of grass illuminated by green light.
A quarter of an hour later, the light and shadow dissipated, revealing the petite boy inside.
The boy slept peacefully, his breathing soft and shallow, his small chest rising and falling gently. His dark hair was spread out on the ground, and he wore a blue butterfly mask on his face. His eyelashes were long and curled, his nose was high and delicate, and his lips were moist, exuding an inexplicable mystery.
Murong Yu felt a little dazed and his heart was beating fast.
"Gurgle..." A rumbling sound came from his stomach, and Murong Yu realized that he hadn't eaten anything all day and was a little hungry.
He sat up. His clothes were wrinkled, and the bloodstains on them had dried. Murong Yu checked himself and found that his injuries had healed and his internal energy was showing signs of a breakthrough.
"Is it him?"
Murong Yu glanced at the young man beside him with a complicated expression.
There were only the two of them here. He was seriously injured yesterday, and even if the imperial physician or the divine physician from the Divine Doctor Valley had treated him, he wouldn't have recovered so quickly.
Moreover, having fallen from such a height, he thought he was going to die in this Valley of Broken Souls.
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