"It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

"Just take a break."

Tang Yun wiped her red lips with a tissue, and then said softly.

Although Tang Yun said it lightly, as a person who has been serving Tang Yun, Meng Wanyu undoubtedly felt some clues about his teacher's physical condition even if Tang Yun didn't talk about it.

Therefore, out of concern for the teacher, Meng Wanyu said again: "If it weren't for the injury, teacher, would you be sick?"

"When I was a child, I felt tired and lost my appetite when I was sick."

"Or otherwise, I'll accompany you to the hospital for a look?"

Meng Wanyu asked in a low voice.

But when Tang Yun heard this, she was stunned.

"Get ill?"

This word has been unfamiliar to Tang Yun for too long.

It can be said that after Tang Yun practiced martial arts, the word life was almost forever cut from her dictionary.

After all, warriors have strong physical fitness and are basically inseparable from diseases.

Even if you are injured due to combat, most of them rely on your own breathing and healing, or look for doctors in the martial arts world who are specially used to treat warriors.

As for the hospitals in the secular world, they are not of much use to warriors.

Now, Meng Wanyu suddenly mentioned it, and Tang Yun naturally felt unfamiliar.

“No need.”

"I'll just take a break."

"You go down first. Without my orders, don't let anyone disturb me."

Tang Yun waved her hand and then stepped back from Meng Wanyu.

Obviously, Tang Yun didn't think that he would get sick even if he was a title-master.

Therefore, Meng Wanyu's suggestion was rejected.

However, Tang Yun had never expected that one day not long after, she would go to the hospital quietly.

Of course, these are all later stories.

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———

Time continues to pass.

Since the battle for Yuanling Fruit ended, the entire martial arts world has been quite calm.

Of course, the investigation into the massacre is still underway.

But there has been no progress.

Apart from the suspect Yin Tianwang Fen Tian, ​​the investigation teams of the countries still found no suspicious people.

However, the evidence we have now is not enough to confirm that it was done by King Yin Tian.

In short, this matter has not been achieved for a long time and has been dragged down like this.

As for the attack on Mount Chumen a few days ago, Chumen forced himself to suppress it with powerful means.

Such embarrassing things have not been spread.

Just like that, in a blink of an eye, another half a year.

Just when people in the world almost forgot that boy named Ye Fan.

In the hot summer, the distant western border.

Yellow sand in the desert, lonely smoke and sunset.

At the top of the Thousand Miles of Heaven, you can vaguely hear a few eagles cry.

Below is the same yellow sand all over the sky.

Behind is the vast river of the sky.

However, even on such a barren land, there is an oasis, embedded in it like an emerald.

At this moment, there was a place on the oasis that had been silent for more than half a year, and finally showed a little sharpness at this moment.

The silent sky suddenly blew up with a gust of cold wind.

The wind and sand are rolling up, and the grass leaves are strong.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, more and more powers of heaven and earth began to gather here.

Not far away, the beautiful and beautiful woman who was playing the piano and playing music on the lakeshore, turned quietly and looked at the bamboo house in the distance after feeling the strangeness.

On Ruyu's pretty face, a stunning smile slowly bloomed.

"Are you going to wake up finally?"

The faint laughter, with inexplicable joy, drifted far and far along the breeze.

Boom ~

The even more violent wind swelled up, bringing out a deafening sound boom.

The movement here woke up an old man who was sleeping soundly.

"kindness?"

"What's wrong?"

"what happens?"

"Is it an earthquake?"

Gaia rushed out of a huge rock like a wild dog that had been stepped on her tail.

He looked at the strange sky in front of him with a gloomy old face, and looked a little confused and a little panic.

"No, is this a sandstorm?"

"Damn!"

"This is all right, why did the sandstorm blow up?"

"I'm paralyzed, let's hide first."

"Where is Yueyao?"

"I'll go, you still have the heart to play the piano there."

"Hurry, find a place to hide."

"The sandstorm is coming."

Gaia Ji said anxiously, urging Yueyao to find a cave to escape.

However, Yue Yao was very calm, and there was always a smile on her delicate pretty face.

"It's not that the sandstorm is coming, it's a monster, and it's about to come out."

"What, monster?" Gaia was stunned, unable to understand Yue Yao's words.

But soon, Gaia seemed to realize something, and she suddenly shuddered in her mind, her old eyes staring loudly.

"You mean, the dragon came out?"

Gaia almost shouted this, then quickly turned around and looked in the direction of Ye Fan's retreat.

Sure enough, Gaia discovered that the hut where Ye Fan was located had become the center of the storm.

The endless power of heaven and earth is surging like a summon, surging towards it, gathering wildly.

Looking from a distance, there was a huge tornado.

The rich and pure terrifying power made Gaia feel frightened and trembled.

“Haha~”

"What a dragon master!"

....

"Mom, the Dragon Lord is finally about to wake up."

"I've been waiting for more than half a year~"

......

"I thought the Dragon Lord was dead after being in seclusion for so long, and I didn't come out again?"

“Haha~”

On the bank of the lake, Gaia laughed.
To be continued...