Chapter 440: Hot Soul

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When the elixir exceeds the eighth-grade mid-level, it is no longer within Li Huanzhen's control. At that time, the elixir's spiritual intelligence is equivalent to that of a teenage human, and its combat power is similar to that of the foundation-building stage. This is also what Li Huanzhen can control. I doubt the meaning of Pingtu's hesitant expression, that is, Pingtu should have better elixirs, but those elixirs must have exceeded the eighth-grade mid-level. If they were given to Li Huanzhen, Li Huanzhen couldn't do anything. Use it, and once the elixir escapes, it will only bring death to Li Huanzhen.

After Li Huanzhen wrapped the elixir with his spiritual power, he stretched out a finger with his other hand and quickly swiped towards the middle of the elixir. Just as his finger was swiping towards the elixir, Li Huanzhen didn't know. It was not an illusion. He could actually feel the elixir in his hand trembling, but Li Huanzhen still moved his finger down with spiritual power. The next moment, he seemed to hear a whimper that stopped suddenly, and then the elixir in his hand It has become two halves.

Li Huanzhen moved very quickly. After half of the elixir flashed, it quickly flew towards the wound of Gong Chenying who was lying on the ground. Under the influence of Li Huanzhen's spiritual power, the half of the elixir flashed and hit him alive. It entered the depth of Gong Chenying's wound, and the other half of the elixir also turned into a purple light and shot towards Gong Chenying's mouth. Also under the influence of Li Huanzhen's spiritual power, Gong Chenying opened his mouth slightly. The medicine has disappeared into it.

After doing this, Li Huanzhen looked at the beautiful woman in front of him steadily. He did not immediately close Gong Chenying's upper body underwear. He wanted to see the degree of healing of the wound. He was very interested in this eighth-grade mid-level elixir. It's curiosity.

Gong Chenying was having a dream. The little girl with bare feet stood in front of the big urn and lifted her toes. Then she closed her eyes tightly and slowly inserted her hands into the big urn with some stiffness. There were more than a dozen people in the big urn. The extremely colorful poisonous insects saw a pair of tender white arms stretched out, and immediately swam faster. They either waved their huge forelimbs, or opened their white teeth and pounced on the tiny white arms.

While stretching out the big urn, the little girl turned her head to one side, as if she could forget everything in this way. But the next moment, her weak body trembled violently, and her originally delicate face showed extreme pain. She looked so pale, and her toes were shaking even more violently, but her little face turned to the side, she just closed her eyes tightly and bit her lips, not making any sound.

Outside the door of the bamboo house, the heavy rain pours endlessly from the gloomy sky, hitting the dense banana leaves in the continuous bamboo house clusters, making a dense "puff" sound. The mountains outside the rain curtain are dark, and the coldness in the mountains is following. The rain became even colder as it drifted away, pouring in through the doors, windows and bamboo gaps of the Diaojiao Bamboo House, making the little girl even colder.

At the stairway of the bamboo building, a middle-aged man stared at the little girl with a very gloomy expression. He only occasionally looked at the little girl with a hint of unbearable look. Behind him were several old men in black. Their hair was disheveled and even stained with stains. Looking at the dead leaves and grass in the mountains, all of them have stooped bodies and wrinkled faces, but their faces are painted with colorful ancient runes. Each of them holds a dark cane with large and small animal heads and skulls hanging on it. These white The gloomy skull and animal head formed a sharp contrast with the shiny black handle that had been polished. However, these people just stared at the little girl in the bamboo building with indifferent eyes.

In her dream, Gong Chenying only felt the raindrops wrapped in the wind outside the bamboo building, blowing on her body from the gaps in the bamboo building. She only felt that she was getting colder and colder, and her arms became weaker and weaker, even if she closed them tightly Her eyes were drooping lower and lower, and she felt that her body was getting lighter and lighter, and her whole body seemed to be blown away with the incoming rain and wind.

"It's so cold, daddy! It's so cold for my sister."

She turned her head and opened her eyes, as if she saw the big man at the door, but the man's face was getting blurry. She tried desperately to open her eyes wide, but she couldn't see clearly. The coldness on her body made her thinking blur. It started to blur.

A thick voice came from far and near in her mind, "Mei, Abba~ I miss you!"

"Abba, Abba..." Long Chenying desperately tried to raise her head, but her head felt heavier and heavier, so she could only murmur.

But at this moment, there was a sudden burst of heat in her body, as if all kinds of poisonous insects in the big urn had penetrated into her body, making her body unstoppably hot. At the same time, there were bursts of heartbreaking pain. It was bone marrow, but soul, which made her snort and wake her up a little, but she seemed to be aware of it, and immediately closed her lips tightly, a look of sadness appeared on the little girl's young and pale face.

"Abba, A-mei didn't survive this test after all, and she let out a cry of pain. A-mei is about to fail!"

"Abba, I said I would be your brave sister, but it really hurts."

Li Huanzhen kept looking at Gong Chenying lying on the ground, and saw her frowning sometimes, and sometimes showing a rare smile, which was actually a smile of relief. This smile was actually a bit sad, but there was a strong stubbornness on the face. This smile made Li Huanzhen feel a sense of sadness for some reason, which was so deep that it could not be resolved or dispelled.

Gong Chenying felt that her internal organs were about to be roasted by the scorching heat, and the poisonous insects were raging inside her body. When the pain reached the extreme, a coolness like a clear spring in the mountains of her hometown flowed directly from her throat into her body, and the scorching heat disappeared immediately. , and the rest is only coolness.

This coolness is like when she was tired from running in the mountains when she was a child, she picked up a handful of clear water from the stream and drank it in one gulp, then picked up another handful and spread it on her face. At that time, the sky was blue, the mountains were quiet, and the world was vast, but these Slowly, slowly everything became misty and blurry. The Diaojiao Bamboo House disappeared, the forest disappeared, the little girl disappeared, and dad... also disappeared.

Then she opened her eyes suddenly, and everything disappeared. What came into view was a blurry cave ceiling, and then the scenery slowly became clear. In the corner of her eyes, there was an ordinary face, and a pair of slightly embarrassed eyes. There was still a look of regret in his eyes.

Gong Chenying couldn't help being startled, and sat up directly. She stretched out her hand and waved it, but she waved it empty. The familiar Chang Ge disappeared in her hand, and she also felt a sharp pain coming from her body, which shocked her the most. What's strange is that she also felt a burst of coolness in her chest at the same time, but she didn't react for a while except for an instinctive movement when she woke up.

The ordinary face took two steps back, and then a familiar voice came to her, "Sixth Senior Sister, it's me. Don't move for now. Although you seem to be much better, you still need to take a rest."

It sounds good to think about it.