Yun Qishen

Chapter 990 Disaster Strikes (9)
(God's perspective)
Ying Tianqing is the most beautiful and quiet place in the Upper Realm.

But for these divine grasses, this is also the cruelest place.

After they have divine consciousness, they can only watch their companions take medicine.

That's what happened to this little god with the red string around his neck now, and he watched his friend die.

"Hey, mortal, can you cure the dead celestial grass? Like just now?"

While helping Yun Qishen change his dirty clothes, the little god asked him questions.

"Zhi..." Yun Qishen returned to his stupid look.

The little god nodded at Yun Qishen, "Yes, cure, save the dead life!"

"……it is good……"

Yun Qi deeply covered his head and felt pain, he squatted down and threw away all the little gods around him who were changing his clothes.

"Dead... ah... uh..."

Various scenes flashed through Yun Qishen's mind, the woman in red who fell in the sea of ​​flames, the black dragon that fell in the battle, and the black shadow that came towards him.

"what--"

Yun Qishen lay curled up on the ground, and he pinched his neck with his hands.

The little gods around didn't know what happened.

"What, what's wrong with this mortal!"

"He'll die if he strangles like this."

"No, no, if he dies, Lord Duchen will blame us."

"Yeah, yeah, if the mirror slave finds out!"

"Everyone, hurry up and stop him!"

These little gods worked together to pull Yun Qishen's hand away, and Yun Qishen was able to breathe steadily.

Du Huachen, who didn't see Yun Qishen after a while, felt something was wrong and came over to check.

Seeing the little god who came from Du Duanchen, he was looking forward to a savior.

"Master Duchen! Master Duchen! You go and have a look. People are going to die!"

The little god led Du Duanchen to Yun Qishen's side. Although Yun Qishen didn't pinch his own neck anymore, he was beating his hand hard, which seemed to be broken.

Du Duanchen sighed and walked quickly to Yun Qishen's back, knocking him unconscious with his magic power.

As Yun Qishen fell into a coma, the frightened little gods around him came back to their senses.

"Are mortals so crazy? What is he doing?"

"My lord, why did the goddess ask us to enhance his healing power?"

"It's almost impossible for a guy who hurts himself like him to learn."

The little gods said their own ideas, but Du Duanchen just listened but didn't answer.

The little god with the red rope didn't express any opinion either.

For some reason, the little god wrapped with the red rope felt that Yun Qishen could save that celestial grass.

"Everyone, go prepare your clothes, the mortals here are still coming down to deal with them.

It really makes you tired. "

Du Lianchen helped Yun Qishen up again, and then he turned his head to glance at the water in the medicinal bath.

"The composition of the medicated bath is wrong, change it.

Bring the potion in the next room for him to use. "

"But Mr. Duchen, that is your most precious potion, and you just use it on this mortal?"

Some little gods are not very willing.

Du Huachen calculated the time and sighed slightly, "Don't ask, get ready, we don't have much time."

"Yes."

Some of the little gods ran away to prepare things.

Du Duchen was also busy cleaning Yun Qishen.

When Yun Qishen's underwear was taken off by the little god, the traces of stitches on his back were revealed.

"Wow! Who the hell is this mortal? Did the sutures behind this seal his spiritual veins?"

The little god looked at the stitch marks on Yun Qishen's back in surprise.

Du Lianchen was also surprised for a moment, but he didn't pay too much attention to it.He believes that mortals are always strange.

These needles and threads are probably also a way for mortals to improve mana.

He wasn't curious, but those little gods were curious. While helping Yun Qi to clean it deeply, they asked Du Duanchen what the needle and thread were for.

Du Duanchen had no choice but to use spells to check the stitch marks on Yun Qishen's back.

The inspection here directly made Du Luchen's expression become mixed.

The little gods couldn't see Du Duanchen's emotions, so they asked more closely.

"Lord Dust! Master Dust! Tell me what's the use of it."

Du Luanchen sighed, "There is only one spiritual vein left, and the others have all been cut off. Maybe ordinary people can't find it out and didn't give him timely treatment. Although he has spiritual power, he can't use it.

The devilish energy in this mortal's body was contrary to his original spiritual power.

Maybe it is through this method of cutting off the spirit veins to maintain his current body of spirit and demon.

I don't know the details, but if I restore his damaged spirit veins, his healing technique may become stronger. "

Du Fanchen thought that this idea was the most time-saving and labor-saving, but suddenly he realized that Yun Qishen's spiritual veins would naturally become stronger when the spiritual energy recovered, and the demon blood in his body would be under the influence of spiritual power collapse.The result would still destroy him.

Terrible, terrible.What kind of person can count a person's physique so comprehensively!
On the one hand, it retains the purest spiritual power, and on the other hand, it can be subtly fused into the devil's blood.

The person who broke the spiritual vein for this mortal must not be simple.

If this mortal's spiritual veins are continuous and he has practiced immortal techniques, then there may be another "mortal Zhu Xian" as a consequence.

"This is a good thing! Lord Duchen, let's hurry up and prepare to restore his spirit veins."

The little god wrapped around the red rope was looking forward to it very much. As long as the mortal's healing technique in front of him becomes stronger, then his friend will have a greater chance of being alive.

"No hurry, the mana in his body is very messy. It needs a little adjustment."

Du Juanchen gently sketched the shapes of those suture marks with his hands.

What does the word "Taki" represent?Does it mean that this mortal belongs to the devil?

At the same time, on Tianyuan Jingnu's side, Ling Yaoqing stopped her on the way.

"You are very thoughtful, and I appreciate you."

Lingyaoqing's purple figure slowly approached Tianyuan Jingnu.

Tianyuan Jingnu opened his eyes slightly vigilantly.

At this time, Ling Yaoqing raised her hand to block Tianyuan Jingnu's eyes.

"I advise you not to open those eyes in front of me. I know you hate me, but it doesn't matter if you hate me.

I said, I appreciate you so keep you.

Just to remind you, don't try to use others, because you are also being used. "

After speaking, Ling Yaoqing smiled and left.

Tianyuan Jingnu's hand was tightly held, and she did not relax until Lingyaoqing's aura completely disappeared.

"My God, what should I do as a concubine?"

Tianyuan Jingnu is sad because she is sad, and she will not show her sadness now.Because no one will come to comfort her except the God Emperor.

As long as the God Emperor is resurrected, everything will come back.

Tianyuan Jingnu was so full of anticipation, she pinned her hopes on Yun Qishen's healing ability.

(End of this chapter)