"Whew!"
Seeing the Lion King brought to justice, Lin Xuan also let out a breath. The other party was, after all, an old monster of the Lihe Realm. If he had carelessly let him escape, the trouble left behind would have been no small matter.
Lin Xuan had no desire to be remembered by a fifth-rank old demon.
Wildfire could not burn the grass clean; when the spring wind blew, it would grow again. But now that he had wiped out both father and son, he no longer had to worry about leaving any future trouble.
"Young Master, are you all right?"
After Master Sky Lion was slain, Yue'er's figure flashed, and she arrived at Lin Xuan's side. At this moment, Lin Xuan's condition was indeed terrible to the extreme, and Yue'er's pretty face carried a faint look of concern.
"It's nothing. I only exhausted my magic power." Lin Xuan shook his head, indicating that he was in no serious danger. Then he stretched out his hand and patted his waist, taking out several small, exquisite jade bottles.
He pulled out the stoppers, and fragrance spilled in all directions. These pills were all capable of greatly replenishing vital energy, and Lin Xuan poured them into his mouth as if they cost nothing.
At this moment, although there was no time to regulate his breathing and meditate, after consuming a large amount of spirit pills, he would feel much better. At the very least, Lin Xuan's face was no longer as pale as it had been just now.
"Little brother, how do you feel?" A concerned voice entered his ears. Meng Ruyan had also come to his side.
"I'm fine. Just a little tired. After resting for a few days, my magic power will naturally be replenished," Lin Xuan said faintly.