Mo Yun was awakened by Chi Muyun's cell phone ringtone.

That night, he didn't actually sleep, just lying on the bed with his eyes closed and meditated, while constantly urging his sword to suppress the curse.

In the middle of the night, he almost fell asleep, but was soon awakened by the cold hands on his stomach and the whispers in his ears.

So he didn't sleep well all night.

But Chi Muyun was lying on the bed next to him. Listening to her steady and orderly breathing, his mood was extremely calm for some reason, and he spent this very long night for him peacefully.

By the time the light gradually shone into the ward through the window, Mo Yun had basically mastered the state of continuous inspiration of the knife.

It was like blinking and breathing - he tried to combine knife intention and hallucination, and then through repeated training, each breath was combined with the corresponding hallucination reaction.

The specific approach is:

Every time he breathes, Mo Yun uses his slight hallucination ability to create an indefinite flash in front of him, combining it with a blink of an eye.

Each flash corresponds to his intention to draw the sword, and the intention to draw the sword will induce the intention to the knife and form a state of protecting the body.

In other words, if he blinks once, he will automatically trigger the knife intention.

As long as you breathe once, you will also induce the intent of the knife.

Through this cycle, he established a conditioned reflex between the action of urging knife intention and the two instinctive actions of breathing and blinking.

Mo Yun kept trying and exercising all night.

Finally, by dawn, he had basically regarded urging his sword intention as a daily state.

The movements and breathing of using knife intention to suppress the curse have become instincts, just like blinking.

But this state has a side effect that cannot be ignored.

That is, when the sword intention protects the body, it will block all the acupoints in his body - that is, the price of suppressing the curse is that he cannot release his true energy, and his strength has been reduced to half of his usual level, or even 30%.

"It's a bit like a self-seal, but after the seal is lifted, you can only release the true energy for about one minute. After one minute, the curse will occur. At this time, you must use the knife intention to suppress it again. While suppressing the curse, it also suppresses the flow of its own true energy."

After getting up, Mo Yun tried to remove the seal of the knife intent and stimulate the true energy. The longest time, he persisted for two and a half minutes, and the shortest time was only one minute.

Dingling...

Chi Muyun was also awakened by the ringing of the phone. After she answered the phone, her expression changed and she immediately looked at Mo Yun: "There is news from the Intelligence Department. They detected the whereabouts of the missing secret scholar before. The guy showed up near the station again."

Mo Yun looked at Chi Muyun beside her. Although she had just woken up, she was still energetic, her cheeks were slightly red, and her clothes were slightly open, so she could clearly see her clear collarbone and snow-white neck.

"Then you go, the station is a very important place, and there is no need to be missed." Mo Yun hesitated for a moment and said, "Or I will follow you to see it."

"no!"

Chi Muyun immediately objected, "The doctor said that the amount of bleeding and condition you had when you were sent here before would have to be at least one month of cultivation."

She frowned and said, "You have only been staying for one night now, so you want to distract yourself?"

"One month is too exaggerated. Actually, I'm basically fine." Mo Yun shrugged, "What happened yesterday was actually just an accident."

"Really?" Chi Muyun stared at Mo Yun, "But I can't feel the flow of power in your body at all. The feeling you give me now is similar to Luo Qiuman, and it is only a little stronger than ordinary people."

Mo Yun smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Did I also become a 'F' level?"

Chi Muyun didn't know that he was suppressing the curse in his body with his knife intent every moment.

Due to the blockade of the knife intention, he looks very similar to an ordinary person now, with a weak breath and a dispersed look.

However, there is no need to explain this kind of thing.

It is better to say that in order to show weakness of the enemy, it may be a good thing to hide the necessary hiding.

"What's going on in the curse among you?" Chi Muyun asked worriedly, pursing her lips.

"It's hard to describe it." Mo Yun sighed, "Simply put, it was a curse made by a secret priest on me at the cost of his life, and before he died, he recited about half of the name of the Lord of the Illusion Dream."

"That one?" Chi Muyun's face changed drastically, and her face turned pale, "Then, what should I do?"

"Don't worry too much." Mo Yun shook his head, "My strength has not weakened now, but I just can't continue to attack. I can only fight for about one minute, and I have to rest for a while before I can attack again."

"Puff..." Chi Muyun suddenly covered her face and smiled, her smile stunned Mo Yun.

"why are you laughing?"

"I just suddenly thought that your current state is very similar to Ultraman..." Chi Muyun covered her mouth and said with a smile.

"Ah..." Mo Yun also laughed, just a little self-deprecating, "The other person can hold on for three minutes, but I only have one minute, which is really miserable."

"Anyway, I believe you will get better." Chi Muyun said with a smile, "We have experienced so much together, and you have persisted all the way. A little curse will definitely not knock you down!"

Mo Yun nodded, looked at the smiling girl in front of him, a warm feeling rose in his heart, and said in a warm voice: "Go and do it quickly, I can do it here myself."

"Well, then I'll leave. I've greeted Wei Wenxing before, he will come to take care of you." Chi Muyun nodded, put on her coat, tidied up her hair, and then hurriedly left the ward.

Looking at her leaving figure, Mo Yun felt warm in his heart.

Perhaps because of this curse attack, he almost died directly, and his mentality also changed slightly.

When facing Chi Muyun, he felt particularly close.

This time being cursed was, to some extent, like a gift to him.

*

Mo Yun got off the hospital bed and moved his arms and legs slightly.

Lying on the hospital bed all day, he felt his limbs become a little stiff.

About half an hour later, Wei Wenxing and Luo Qiuman walked into the ward together.

"Mo Yun, why did you get out of the bed?"

Luo Qiuman exclaimed as soon as he entered the ward.

"What?" Mo Yun glanced at his personal assistant. She was wearing light blue jeans and a white T-shirt today, looking full of energy. "Can't I get out of bed?"

"But the doctor clearly said that you will have to lie down for at least one month." Luo Qiuman retorted.

"Haha, if the doctor's words were useful, why can't he deal with the curse on me?" Mo Yun smiled helplessly, pulled open the hospital gown, revealing several blue handprints on his chest.

At this moment, under the suppression of his knife intention, the handprints no longer wandered, but stayed on his chest, like a prank by a child.

But yesterday, Wei Wenxing and Luo Qiuman, who saw the curse, dared not look down on it.

Wei Wenxing next to him smiled and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Brother Mo, I brought you breakfast, you can have something first."

"Okay!" Luo Qiuman said excitedly.

"I didn't let you eat, why are you excited?" Wei Wenxing joked.

"But I'm hungry, too." Luo Qiuman said aggrievedly.

"Okay, fortunately I bought three-person portion." Wei Wenxing smiled and stopped joking. He took out a few lunch boxes from the plastic bag he was holding in his hand, as well as three cups of steaming soy milk.

Open the lunch box, and there are fragrant small buns and egg-filled cakes.

There are also a few golden fried shrimps.

Looking at the food, Mo Yun couldn't help but move his index finger, sat on the sofa next to the hospital bed, and ate with Wei Wenxing and Luo Qiuman.

"Yesterday, did you release the news that I was cursed by the Secret Cult?" Mo Yun picked up a small bag and took a bite. The aroma of meat immediately filled the tip of his tongue.

"Well, all the team members have been notified, as well as the people from the Intelligence Department and the Logistics Department." Wei Wenxing took a sip of soy milk, nodded, and said, "Most people are very worried about you, and some people say they want to seek revenge from the Secret Sect."

"I guess the news has spread now." Mo Yun smiled out of the corner of his mouth, "I thought someone would take action last night, but those people were really calm."

He ate a bun and continued, "But if those people are unwilling to give up this opportunity, they will definitely take action today or tomorrow."

Wei Wenxing smiled: "They can't do it. I arranged two special service teams near the hospital. If an emergency occurs, I can arrive in one minute and surround this place. Moreover, Zhu Yanwei and I have discussed it and take turns to come to the hospital to accompany you."

"Is that true?" Mo Yun smiled, "I'm still assured about your arrangement."

Speaking of this, Wei Wenxing lowered his voice: "Brother Mo, what is your current physical condition? Your strength..."

Mo Yun understood Wei Wenxing's meaning. As the director of the countermeasures bureau, if he loses all his strength, he will definitely not be able to defend this position.

Even, they must report to the headquarters immediately and send others to replace Mo Yun.

Jiangcheng is close to the coastline and has an important geographical location and cannot be missed.
Chapter completed!