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Chapter 389

Qing Hui silently recited it a thousand times in his heart.

This is an illusion, this is all fake, this is all fake.

But she was still shamefully moved.

Although she may not be able to take everything here with her, and if she is unlucky, she may be trapped and die here, so now even if the great opportunity is in front of her, she can only imagine it.

Qing Hua was slightly depressed.

But even if all of this was fake, it still seemed extremely real in the illusion. Qing Hui did not delay and immediately used what he had learned in the past few days to quickly start healing Qing Luo's subordinates.

She was obviously a novice, but it was like she had done these things thousands of times, like instinct. She even had some wounds that she didn't know what was going on, but the way to treat them had automatically popped into her head. come out.

Also magical.

I just don’t know if this skill will be useful after leaving the illusion.

Qing Hui quickly helped his subordinates heal their injuries, and then took the initiative to help Qing Luo heal his injuries. The superficial wounds on his face were still minor, but the really serious ones were internal injuries. It seemed that the witch just now was not a simple one. figure.

Qing Hui retracted his hand and nodded to Qing Luo, "Okay, you are quite brave!"

"I don't have one!" Qing Luo snorted awkwardly, thought for a moment, took out a round bead from somewhere, and threw it to Qing Hui: "Thank you!"

Qing Hui looked at the smooth white bead in the palm of his hand, which was about the size of a fingernail, and was a little curious: "What is this?"

"Water beads, small gadgets, I didn't bring anything with me, I'll give you something else when I get back. It's getting late, we have to continue on our way, there will be more dangers ahead, you..." Qingluo seemed to be a little hesitant, But he still said: "You'd better go back, it's not safe here."

Qing Hui looked at the water-proof beads in his palm, and his jaw almost dropped in shock.

She had heard of this kind of thing, but had never seen it.

This is an immortal product, an immortal product!
I was really moved by the shameful arrogance once again.

It would be nice if I could take it with me.

Qing Hui regretfully put away the water-avoiding beads and thanked Qing Luo: "Then I will accept it, but... I think you need a spiritual doctor. I have come here and I will follow you. How about it?"

Qing Hui was actually a little curious. If the illusion where Qing Luo pulled her in was real and something that had happened before, then he must not have met her at that time. Then he and his subordinates were injured here. To heal people, how far did he go before meeting the God of War?

What about after meeting?Was it because of this that he died in battle...and fell?
Qing Hui suddenly felt a little sad. She didn't know how many years ago everything in the fantasy world happened, but after that, Qing Luo, who became the ghost king, spent many more years in the ghost ruins. What kind of despair would it be to watch the dead battlefield day by day?
As she thought this, she couldn't help but feel a hint of sympathy in her eyes.

Qing Luo frowned, "What's your expression? If you want to follow, just follow. But don't blame me for not reminding you, you..."

"You walk in the middle. If there is danger, remember to hide. Do you hear me?"

He spoke with a fierce tone, turned around and left, walked two steps and then turned back and threw a cloak to her: "Put it on, be careful!"

Qing Hui looked at the black cloak that was smashed into his arms and glanced at the young man's back.

Gee, what a weird kid.

(End of this chapter)