The stiffness in his body grew stronger. Yi Yun's arms and legs could no longer move, and the feeling spread to his chest and head. He couldn't speak, his ears couldn't hear, and his vision was blurry.
He could only feel the tears dripping down his face. It was Jiang Xiaorou's tears.
She was desperately shouting something, but Yi Yun could only vaguely see her mouth moving. Her voice seemed to be stretched out, and he couldn't hear it clearly!
Yi Yun was extremely indignant. He used all his willpower to move his stiff tongue and said with difficulty, "Lian … Lian Chengyu …"
Yi Yun's voice was unclear, but Jiang Xiaorou could still distinguish it, "Lian Chengyu? Lian Chengyu harmed you? "
Yi Yun was completely speechless. He felt the stiff and cold corpse-like feeling spread to his chest, gathering towards his heart.
As long as his heart lost feeling and stopped beating, his life would be over!
Yi Yun felt like a dying fish. He couldn't move, couldn't breathe, and could only wait for death. But surprisingly, when the numbness spread to his chest, a cold feeling assaulted him.
This cold feeling was so clear and so familiar. It was like a clear spring, cleansing his body!
Purple Crystal!
Yi Yun was overjoyed. This feeling came from the Purple Crystal. He could still feel the Purple Crystal in his worst moments!
The stiff feeling should have spread all over his body, but when it reached his chest, it met its nemesis, the Purple Crystal. The Purple Crystal had always been in his clothes.
The moment the Purple Crystal was activated, Yi Yun felt a small whirlpool appear in his chest.
This small whirlpool was inconspicuous, but …
"Shua!"
With a light sound, without any struggle or suspense, Yi Yun felt his body lighten. All the energy in his meridians had been absorbed by the Purple Crystal, and the stiffness in his body disappeared.
Yi Yun's senses had completely recovered. He moved his arms and limbs, but there were no abnormalities. Due to the nervousness from before, he was covered in sweat.
I'm fine?
Yi Yun was in disbelief. After the Purple Crystal was activated, in less than a second, he was fine!
This …
Yi Yun touched the Purple Crystal on his chest and was dumbfounded. What kind of item was the Purple Crystal?
"Yun 'er, are you alright? Don't scare me!"
Jiang Xiaorou saw the stiff Yi Yun's body move, but he still looked silly. She was extremely anxious.
"I'm fine, Sis Xiaorou. I … I'm completely fine …" Yi Yun felt something amiss as he said those words. Just as he said the last few words, he suddenly felt his stomach churn.
"Blargh!"
Without any warning, Yi Yun felt an extreme sense of nausea as he opened his mouth to vomit.
In the past, when Yi Yun vomited, his stomach was empty, so he vomited out acid. But this time, it was different. He vomited out black blood clots, and there was a rancid smell!
This scared Jiang Xiaorou so much that her face turned pale. In this strange world, if a commoner vomited blood, it was basically the same as being sentenced to death.
Yi Yun did not stop vomiting. Not only did he vomit, his body was covered in a layer of stinky sweat. It was sticky, like black mud.
Seeing Yi Yun sweating and vomiting, Jiang Xiaorou could not care less about the stench in the room. She hurriedly wiped Yi Yun's mouth and patted his back.
"Yun 'er, Yun' er, don't scare me. What happened to you? What happened? "
Jiang Xiaorou's voice was trembling.
Yi Yun did not have the chance to answer. He had spat out all the black blood in his body, but strangely, he did not feel extremely weak. Instead, he felt much better. Other than his empty stomach and extreme hunger, Yi Yun's entire body was in excellent condition.
He was really hungry.
Yi Yun felt that even if a whole roasted lamb and a roasted pig were placed in front of him, he would eat them all.
"Sis … I'm fine. I'm just hungry, and … I want to take a bath."
That stinky sweat stuck to his body like a sticky mud shell. Needless to say, it was very uncomfortable.
"Yun 'er, you're hungry?"
Hearing Yi Yun's words, Jiang Xiaorou was overjoyed. In ancient times, a person's health was measured by their ability to eat.
Whether it was "Lian Po is old, can he still eat?" or Zhuge Liang's use of a "Kongming bowl" that looked extra-large on the outside but was actually flat on the inside and had a very small capacity to eat in order to intimidate his enemies, it all proved this point.
This standard of judgment was quite referential.
Jiang Xiaorou wiped the tears from her eyes and rushed to cook. While the porridge was cooking, she prepared a bath for Yi Yun and cleaned up the filth that Yi Yun had vomited.
Yi Yun took a comfortable bath. He felt refreshed like never before.
And strangely, after Yi Yun took a bath, he felt his eyes brighten up. He could even see the veins of leaves seven to eight meters away.
Oh?
Yi Yun was slightly stunned. Before he could think further, he heard Jiang Xiaorou shout, "The porridge is ready. Yun 'er, come and eat!"
"Alright!"
Yi Yun could smell the fragrance of the porridge.
Strangely enough, the coarse grain porridge that Yi Yun found hard to swallow in the past had a sweet and fragrant taste to it.
Yi Yun ate two big bowls of coarse grain porridge in one go. He felt the porridge completely digested in his stomach. After eating two bowls of coarse grain porridge, Yi Yun still felt hungry, but he had recovered a lot of energy. He felt like he was full of energy.
"Yun 'er, are you better?"
Beside Yi Yun, Jiang Xiaorou had not eaten a single bite. She had been looking at Yi Yun. Seeing Yi Yun's appetite, she had a glimmer of hope. Maybe Yun 'er had really recovered!
Although Jiang Xiaorou was not a doctor, she knew that treatment was about clearing the blood flow.
Thinking about it, although the scene of Yi Yun vomiting blood was terrifying, it was not fresh blood, but black blood.
Maybe it was the extravasated blood in Yi Yun's stomach. Vomiting blood might not be a bad thing.
And the layer of sweat on Yi Yun's body was extremely dirty. Vomiting blood and dirty sweat, could it be a blessing in disguise?
"Sis, I'm fine. I've never felt so good before …"
Before Yi Yun finished his sentence, he felt a soft body hug him tightly.
"It's good that you're fine. You scared me to death …" Jiang Xiaorou said softly. In this vast wilderness that was filled with killings, bullying and death, the two of them were family …
She hugged Yi Yun's body tightly, as if she was afraid that she would lose him if she let go.
After hugging for a while, Jiang Xiaorou wiped her tears and checked Yi Yun. After confirming that he was fine, she asked, "You said Lian Chengyu's name before. Was it Lian Chengyu who harmed you?"
Yi Yun hesitated for a while before nodding, "Sis Xiaorou, I think Lian Chengyu has ulterior motives towards you!"
Yi Yun's words made Jiang Xiaorou blush, "You're just a child. What nonsense are you talking about?"
It was a little strange for an eleven or twelve-year-old child to say that he had ulterior motives.
"This Lian Chengyu is too bad!"
Jiang Xiaorou gritted her teeth. Lian Chengyu had treated her brother in such a manner, but she could not do anything to Lian Chengyu. Lian Chengyu was too strong, and the entire warrior preparation camp listened to him.
"Peng!"
With a sudden boom, Jiang Xiaorou jumped in fright. Looking back, she saw the yard's door being kicked open. A burly man barged in. (New week, seeking recommendation votes. Yes, True Martial World is a new book. Currently in the process of running naked. Please support.)
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