19 years after stealing the fiancé of the beloved sister

After an unknown amount of time, Xihe finally slowly opened his eyes.

"Yungui!"

Liu Yu grabbed the wheelchair and stepped forward with a nervous look on his face: "How are you? Are you okay?"

The sun shines in from the window. The young man is sitting in a wheelchair, his clothes are wrinkled, and his face is haggard and nervous.

Xihe felt the rising spiritual power in his body. In the late stage of foundation building, he smiled and said, "I'm fine."

It was not in vain that she had been in pain for so long.

"Don't do this next time..." Halfway through, Liu Yu bit his lower lip and fell silent.

The people around her were watching her. If she had no cultivation and remained weak, she would be killed, and he couldn't help her.

The young man's eyes were gloomy and his face was filled with despair.

"What's wrong? Aren't you happy that I've improved my cultivation?" Xihe smiled and stretched out... a pitch-black claw.

There was an unpleasant and pungent odor at the tip of my nose.

"Fuck!"

Xihe suddenly screamed: "What's going on?"

Stand up and frantically throw the Cleansing Technique on yourself.

"This is the toxin you shed when you were building the foundation..." Liu Yu said blankly.

Don't understand why she's making such a fuss.

Xihe? ? ?

Didn't the original owner already build the foundation once? Why are there so many filthy toxins?

"I'm going to wash up!" Xihe jumped up.

"good."

Liu Yu looked at her furious back, his dazed expression suddenly turned into a smile.

Soaking in the warm and comfortable wooden barrel, Xihe finally had the time to ask Gouzi: "How long did it take me to practice?"

She has not spent many years cultivating immortality, and she is really afraid that she will miss the secret realm when she wakes up.

"Ten days." Gouzi said weakly.

His voice was extremely weak, even more exhausted than Xihe, a man who had gone through a complete transformation.

"What's wrong with you?" Xihe wondered.

Gouzi glanced at the empty jar at his feet with a look of despair, and didn't even want to reply. What did you say? I drank a whole can of Ten Thousand Years Ooze! !

As a result, it only reached the foundation building stage.

I don't know who I am insulting.

Gouzi didn't speak, but Xihe understood immediately and stopped talking.

The mist rose and the gauze curtain surrounding the barrel floated. Xihe soaked for a while and then stood up, put on his clothes and returned to the house.

"Husband."

Liu Yu immediately turned around.

Xihe walked over with his hair disheveled and sat down on the stool next to him: "I have two methods here. One is to directly train the body, and the other is to rebuild a Dantian. Which one do you want?"

Refining Xihe was something I just thought of.

Mainly knowing that the Dantian was broken, her first thought was to get a new one, but just after taking a bath, she suddenly thought that it was actually quite good to become a saint in the flesh.

She analyzed the pros and cons: "Physical training is very difficult, and you might become a muscular man."

"It will hurt more if you rebuild the Dantian. It hurts a lot."

It is trivial to penetrate deep into the bone marrow, pierce the soul, and scrape the bones and skin.

In a certain world, she used that method on others, and as a result, ten people were wiped out.

They were all in unbearable pain and begged her to give them a good time.

The only person who succeeded was herself.

After all, the other party is an immortal in the ninth level of heaven. She is a mortal who does not suffer any pain or suffers some sins. How can she drag the other party down from the altar?

"What is the difference between the newly built Dantian and the previous Dantian?" Liu Yu asked.

"Uh, maybe it's better than that?" Anyway, that's what Xihe thinks.

At least that body is really awesome, the kind that has no rivals anywhere in the world.

"Then I choose to rebuild Dantian." The young man raised his eyes.