Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Chapter 71 It Doesn't Really Pain
Rong Sichen had already rushed over, and the moment his claw was about to touch the back of Qing Yanci's head, a sharp long sword appeared out of thin air and blocked the claw.

Yan Xiqian was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that even though Qing Yanci was not proficient in spells, in terms of force, Yan Xiqian was definitely not comparable.

The monster was ejected by the blade, and soon launched a new round of attacks.

Qing Yanci caught the long sword, his swordsmanship was fast and ruthless.

No wonder he can be the god of war, and he has extraordinary abilities in war.

Obviously, such an unstoppable sword move cannot be fought by a monster with brute force.

For a long time, the monster's skin had been punctured in several places, and blood was everywhere.

Apparently, the pain from the wound has already made the Warcraft mess up and pounce even more chaotically.

Qing Yanci saw the right moment, threw the long sword out of his hand, hit the monster's lute bone, and nailed Rong Sichen to the wall.

He immediately took out the fairy rope and tied the monster tightly.

The long sword disappeared out of thin air, and Rong Sichen also fell from the wall.

Qing Yanci flew over and lifted Yan Xiqian's injured left foot.

"Hiss...it hurts!" Yan Xiqian complained that he moved too much and hurt herself.

The young man was so distressed that he apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, Ah Qian, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have let you face it alone."

Where is he letting her face it alone?
Obviously she told him to save people first.

Yan Xiqian's heart softened, but he felt that the pain in his ankle had eased a bit.

She patted the boy on the head and said, "Idiot, who wants you to apologize? It's not you who hurt me."

Qing Yanci did not answer, her eyes were fixed on Yan Xiqian's ankle.

The edge of the wound was scorched as if it had been scorched by flames.

He put his hands on the wound and healed it with spiritual power.

Yan Xiqian hurriedly stopped him, "Are you crazy? How much spiritual energy wasted after fighting for so long just now, and now you want to heal me, and want to dry up your spiritual energy and die?"

It's not as serious as she said, but a lot of spiritual power is consumed, which will damage the body.

Yan Xiqian always didn't want to see him get hurt for her own sake.

The young man lowered his head, his voice choked with sobs, "I'd rather die than hurt you, it's all my fault..."

Yan Xiqian sensed something was wrong, lifted the young man's chin and looked, tears were about to fall from the man's eyes.

Although Yan Xiqian also fantasized about bullying and crying the young Qing Yanci, it should be quite interesting.

But seeing him on the verge of crying, Yan Xiqian's heart ached.

Yan Xiqian hurriedly coaxed him, "I don't hurt, I really don't hurt, please don't blame yourself like this, okay? I'm fine, besides, if you die, do you want me to be a widow?"

The boy sniffed and looked away, feeling ashamed of himself for being about to cry.

Yan Xiqian kissed his cheek and said, "I really don't feel any pain anymore."

The more she said that, the more uncomfortable Qing Yanci felt, and tears rolled down the end of her eyes.

This golden bean really hit Yan Xiqian's heart.

She could only hug and kiss and coax the boy, "Don't cry, don't cry... I'm fine, I'm really fine, don't cry, be good..."

The boy didn't shed two tears, but he really loved Yan Xiqian to death.

Yan Xiqian sighed secretly in his heart, and when he started crying, his domineering aura just now was gone, he was really pitiful.

She hugged Qing Yanci's neck, and gently rubbed against his cheek to comfort him.

The boy hugged her and wiped away the tears from his face in a panic.

It's really embarrassing, crying in front of the girl I like, it's really... so unmanly!
Qing Yanci threw Rong Sichen who was tied into a caterpillar into the Qiankun bag, and left with Yan Xiqian in his arms.

As soon as he went out, there was a circle of people outside, poking their heads and looking inside.

Yan Xiqian was helpless, and thought: These people really don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.

Fortunately, they were still afraid of monsters, so they didn't dare to approach the teahouse. Otherwise, they would have been humiliated just now when they were seen crying and crying like God of War.

At this moment, two people squeezed out from the crowd.

Xiao Ranxing shouted nervously: "Ah Qian? What's wrong with you?"

Yan Xiqian was hugged by Qing Yanci, the wound on her ankle had healed under the treatment, but the blood stained on the skirt was still bright red.

"The monster is causing chaos, it has been caught, let's go back first!" Yan Xi said shallowly.

Xiao Ranxing and Hua Yingshuang nodded repeatedly, and followed Qing Yan back to Chonghua Palace.

After entering the bedroom, Xiao Ranxing sat in front of the couch with concern, checking Yan Xiqian's ankle.

After seeing that there was no trace of trace on the smooth and delicate skin, I felt a little relieved.

"Will it still hurt?" she asked.

Yan Xiqian wanted to say something, but when she saw Qing Yanci's slightly rosy eyes, she immediately shook her head again.

Hua Yingshuang took out two pills and handed them to Yan Xiqian, "This is Qutong pill, if you still feel pain, take one of these."

Yan Xiqian really wanted to eat, but under Qing Yanci's gaze, she could only pretend that she didn't feel any pain at all.

Just as he was about to put away the pill, Qing Yanci grabbed his wrist. He stared at the pill for a while and asked Hua Yingshuang, "Can it really relieve pain?"

Hua Yingshuang nodded repeatedly and raised her hands, "I swear, if I can't stop the pain, I will die without a place to die."

She knew that God Yan Ci didn't trust her, so she could only use this to prove it.

Yan Xiqian was helpless, "Yan Ci! What are you doing?"

Qing Yanci twisted one and fed it into her mouth.

"I don't hurt... um..."

The medicine had already been taken into his mouth, and he couldn't spit it out, so Yan Xiqian simply swallowed it.

But for a moment, Yan Xiqian really couldn't feel the pain.

She didn't expect the effect to be so obvious, so she asked, "Yingshuang, what kind of medicine is this? After taking it, the pain will disappear immediately."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Xiqian realized that she seemed to have slipped her mouth.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Qing Yanci, the man didn't seem to care, but carefully covered her with a quilt.

Hua Yingshuang smiled, "The scale powder produced by the scale butterfly has the effect of healing wounds and relieving pain. This is made of that scale powder."

Yan Xiqian was very surprised, staring at the pill left in his hand, and said, "How many times does it take to refine such a medicine?"

Hua Yingshuang became silent.

She didn't say anything, but Yan Xiqian immediately understood that this medicine was very precious, and it would take many times of wounded scale powder to prepare it.

Yan Xiqian hurriedly returned the pill in her hand to Hua Yingshuang, "Why didn't you tell me about such a precious thing earlier, I really don't feel so much pain anymore, why waste this?"

The girl shook her head, "It's not a waste for Ah Qian to eat."

(End of this chapter)