Yan Ning is too tired.

When he was in the exile land, he was practicing for no moment.

Well...except when fighting against Luo Cangyu and the others in the landlord.

High-intensity cultivation, coupled with continuous battles, finally fighting Jiuyou again and taking everyone through the space channel. This series of pressures made Yan Ning physically and mentally exhausted.

Even though he had just broken through and was still in a coma, Yan Ning's eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and his muscles were tense like steel.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhuang Xiaoya lies beside Yan Ning, her body emits a light green light, and the room is filled with the breath of life. She gently helps Yan Ning massage and relax.

Under the comfort of his wife's warm voice, Yan Ning's tense nerves gradually relaxed, his brows gradually flattened, and his muscles became softer.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a baby who was dreaming.

On the windowsill, Miao Dabao was lying lazily, and he missed the comfortable sunshine in the human world.

Looking down, there were crowds of people outside Jingtao Valley, and from time to time, there were black-clothed demons riding monster mounts coming in and out. Their expressions were a little nervous and even a little panicked. Judging from the reactions of the monster mounts under them, they should have been rushing for a long time.

"The Blood Conference is indeed unusual!" Miao Dabao thought these guys were rushing to attend the Blood Conference, and he didn't know that something big happened to the demon clan.

There was noisy outside the house, but there was peace and peace inside.

Knock knock knock knock!

A sudden hurried knock on the door outside the first floor was heard, breaking the original tranquility. Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly frowned, and the light green light on her body gradually disappeared.

Changing into a cold temperament, Zhuang Xiaoya walked out of bed, put on her shoes, and then went downstairs to open the door, but saw a group of people standing outside the house. Except for the high priest, basically everyone who appeared around the altar that day came.

Everyone was led by Han Jie Jie, with Moody, Blood Whale, Jackdaw, and then Rosen, Xifeng, and Hanyue.

The high priest did not come, and he did not know what he was busy with.

"What are you here to do?" Zhuang Xiaoya asked.

Han Jiegu's face showed a look of embarrassment. They were of course here to visit Yan Ning, but Zhuang Xiaoya's tone did not seem to be particularly welcoming to them.

Strictly speaking, Zhuang Xiaoya's current status in Jingtao Valley is the same as Han Jiebo, and even a little higher. Especially after Yan Ning brought Han Yue back, Han Jiebo had no intention of looking down on Zhuang Xiaoya and Yan Ning.

"Let's see how Yan Ning is." Moody said with a smile. After all, he met Zhuang Xiaoya earlier and his relationship would be closer.

"Has Yan Ning woke up?" Xifeng said with concern.

Zhuang Xiaoya shook her head: "Not yet, but I'm healing his wounds. If you want, you can try it downstairs."

Everyone had no objection after hearing this. Although something big happened outside, they couldn't control it for a while, and even if they all took action, the impact would not be great.

It's also good to wait here and avoid the limelight.

Zhuang Xiaoya let go of her body and let everyone walk into the living room. The modern decoration of the human world surprised and curious. Han Yue looked around and couldn't help but say, "Is this the design of your world? It looks so beautiful! Xifeng, our house will also be decorated in this way in the future!"

Quefeng smiled awkwardly: "Cough cough, Senior Han is still here..."

"Just chat, just think I don't exist." Han Jiegu rolled his eyes and loved his daughter infinitely. In addition, Quefeng is not bad in nature and has good talent. Han Jiegu has automatically regarded Quefeng as his own son.

As for the matter between Han Yue and Que Feng, Han Jiejie was not ready to object. As long as Han Yue liked it, even if he was a beggar beggar, Han Jiejie still had a way to train him into a super expert, such as wealth and honor, and Han Jiejiejiejie had some.

"You guys rest downstairs. There is tea on the table. I will go up to accompany Yan Ning first."

After Zhuang Xiaoya finished speaking, she went upstairs directly, leaving everyone downstairs, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Moody knew Zhuang Xiaoya better, so he coughed twice and said, "Xiaoya is usually relatively harmonious, maybe because she met Yan Ning."

"My sister-in-law is colder than I thought." Que Feng smiled.

Han Yue understood Zhuang Xiaoya very much: "I guess it was Sister Xiaoya who was angry with you. Yan Ning finally came to the Extreme Demon Purgatory, but you gave him all kinds of problems, causing him to enter the exile place, and he died for a lifetime. When they met yesterday, Yan Ning was covered in wounds and fainted on the altar. How could Sister Xiaoya not be angry with you?"

Of course Han Yue was talking about Moody and the others. Han Jie backbone smiled and said, "But if Yan Ning doesn't go to the exile land, can you come back?"

"Are these two different things?" Han Yue pouted.

Women do understand women better, especially Han Yue is now in love and understands Zhuang Xiaoya’s thoughts very well.

In fact, just as Han Yue said, Zhuang Xiaoya was a little angry. When she was healing Yan Ning's injuries, she realized that Yan Ning's seemingly majestic body had already been full of holes.

Zhuang Xiaoya practiced the laws of life and was able to dialyze the body. Even if the injuries that had been recovered, Zhuang Xiaoya could investigate clearly and imagine what kind of injuries Yan Ning suffered at that time, so she was so angry.

Back upstairs, and pushed open the door, Zhuang Xiaoya saw that there was no one on the bed, and the cup she lifted was filled with warmth.

By the window, Yan Ning was sitting on a chair, chatting with Miao Dabao. The faint sunlight made Miao Dabao's hair a little dreamy.

"Xiaoya, are you back?" Yan Ning turned around and smiled at Zhuang Xiaoya.

Zhuang Xiaoya was stunned at first, then smiled, nodded to Yan Ning, sat next to Yan Ning, silently leaning on his body, his right ear tightly pressed against Yan Ning's chest, listening to Yan Ning's heartbeat.

"How is your injury?" Zhuang Xiaoya asked.

Yan Ning grinned, looking like a child showing off: "Of course it's okay, isn't you help me recover from my injuries?"

Zhuang Xiaoya reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Yan Ning's waist: "I'm still showing off!"

"Ouch!" Yan Ning almost jumped up from the chair, "Is there anyone who treats the injured like this?"

Zhuang Xiaoya said angrily: "You are not allowed to go anywhere today, so stay at home and wait until your injury is healed."

"What should I do at the Blood Conference?" Yan Ning said nervously.

"The Blood Conference will not officially open two days later."
Chapter completed!