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

"Just take a rest."

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

Although Tang Yun said it lightly, as someone who has always been by Tang Yun's side, Meng Wanyu undoubtedly felt some clues about her teacher's physical condition even if Tang Yun didn't mention it.

Therefore, out of concern for the teacher, Meng Wanyu said again: "If you were not injured, teacher, would you be sick?"

"When I was young, when I was sick, I would feel tired and lose my appetite."

"How about I accompany you to the hospital?"

Meng Wanyu asked in a low voice.

When Tang Yun heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Get ill?"

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

It can be said that after Tang Yun started practicing martial arts, the word life was almost permanently removed from her dictionary.

After all, warriors have strong bodies and are basically insulated from diseases.

Even if they are injured in battle, they usually rely on their own breathing control to heal themselves, or they can find doctors in the martial arts world who specialize in treating warriors.

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

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

"No need."

"I'll just take a rest."

"You go down first. Don't let anyone disturb me without my order."

Tang Yun waved her hand and then dismissed Meng Wanyu.

Obviously, Tang Yun didn't think that even though she was a grand master, she would still get sick.

Therefore, Meng Wanyu’s suggestion was rejected.

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

Of course, these are all things for later.

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Time continues to pass.

Since the Yuan Lingguo dispute ended, the entire martial arts world has been relatively peaceful.

Of course, the investigation into that massacre is still ongoing.

However, there has been no progress.

Except for the suspect Yintian Wang Fentian, the investigation teams from various countries still did not find any suspicious people.

However, the evidence currently available alone is not enough to confirm that it was King Yintian Fentian who did it.

In short, this matter has been dragged on without any results.

As for the attack on Trumen Mountain a few days ago, Trumen used force to suppress it.

This embarrassing thing has not been spread.

Just like that, in the blink of an eye, another half year has passed.

Just when the world had almost forgotten the young man named Ye Fan.

Hot summer, the far-flung land of Western Frontier.

The yellow sand of the desert, the solitary smoke and the setting sun.

At the top of the Tianhe River, you can vaguely hear a few eagle calls.

Below, there is a sky full of uniform yellow sand.

Behind, is the vast expanse of the Milky Way.

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

At this time, there was a place above the oasis that had been silent for more than half a year. Finally, at this time, it showed a little edge.

The sky was silent, and suddenly a cold wind blew.

The wind and sand are blowing up, and the grass blades are blown by the wind.

With a radius of thousands of miles, more and more power from heaven and earth began to gather towards this place.

Not far away, a fair and beautiful woman was playing music on the bank of the lake. After feeling something strange, she quietly turned around and looked at the bamboo house in the distance.

On Ruyu's pretty face, there was a charming smile that slowly bloomed.

"Finally, are you going to wake up?"

The shallow laughter, with inexplicable joy, floated very far along the breeze.

Boom~

More violent winds whipped up, bringing with them bursts of deafening sonic booms.

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

"kindness?"

"What's wrong?"

"what happens?"

"Could it be an earthquake?"

Like a wild dog whose tail was stepped on, Gaia jumped out of a boulder.

He had a gloomy old face, looking at the strange sky in front of him that was covered by wind and clouds. He looked a little confused and a little panicked.

"No, this is a sandstorm?"

"Fuck!"

"It's so good, why is there a sandstorm?"

"It's better to hide first if you are paralyzed."

"Where's Yueyao?"

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

"Quick, find a place to hide."

"A sandstorm is coming."

Gaiaji said anxiously, urging Yueyao to find a cave to take shelter.

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

"It's not a sandstorm coming, it's a monster coming out."

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

But soon, Gaia seemed to realize something, her mind suddenly jolted, and her old eyes widened.

"You mean, the Dragon Lord has come out?"

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

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

The endless power of heaven and earth is surging crazily and converging towards there like a summons.

Looking from a distance, a huge tornado appeared there.

The rich yet pure terrifying power made Gaia feel scared and trembled.

"Haha~"

"What a dragon lord!"

....

"Damn it, the dragon master is finally waking up."

"It has been so hard for me to wait for more than half a year~"

...

"I've been in seclusion for so long, and if I don't come out, I thought the Dragon Lord was dead?"

"Haha~"

By the lake, Gaia laughed.
To be continued...