Evil Phoenix Nitian: It’s a bit busy to torture the scum with bare hands

Chapter 694 What kind of love

These are all smart people present, especially these few from the Phoenix Clan, who can be said to be the elite of the whole clan. As long as they think about it, they will know what kind of love is hidden here.

What's more, Yu Lin speaks so clearly both inside and outside of his words.

only……

Feng Fei was a little worried. He vividly remembered the domineering and stunning young man in red who had always been entangled with Ah Qi. And based on his understanding of Ah Qi, although Ah Qi has been running away from the young man's feelings for her, the young man risked his life to save her and stayed with her life and death. He has occupied a place in Ah Qi's heart that no one can erase. The position of destruction.

So? Can Ah Qi's heart still hold other people? Even this person is obsessed with her.

It's a little strange just thinking about it. The boy in red has always been inseparable from Ah Qi, but what happened this time? Why didn't they see him following Ah Qi after they woke up?

When they saw Ah Qi this time, although she was still smiling like a flower and tried her best to hide it, for some reason, they were sensitive to the fact that she had an indelible sadness between her eyebrows.

Could it be? What happened to that boy Huo Liuzui?

So Ah Qi even missed the opening time of the Imperial Academy! Has it been so late?

Now that Ah Qi's whole mind was focused on An Qing, they couldn't ask more questions. And if Kaori is drunk, what really happened to the boy? Didn't their rash questions to Ah Qi make her even more sad?
  So everyone wisely chose to shut up, and they didn't even dare to ask why Ah Qi took so long to register at the school.

"I want to help Qing regain her strength. My brothers will help me protect the law later. If I lose my strength, I hope that my brothers will give me a helping hand."

She didn't want to owe An Qing too much. Money debts were easy to calculate, but human debts were hard to repay. Although she also knew that what she did could not equal 1% of what An Qing did to her, she still wanted to pay back as much as she could.

Otherwise, her conscience will never be at peace.

(Ahem! Although some relatives will say, as a profiteer, do you have a heart? But Feng Chuqi will still roar loudly, of course I have a heart for those who sincerely treat me well.)
  "it is good!"

The nine people nodded in agreement without hesitation. My sister doesn't need to shoulder the favors they owe. Although they also know that compared to their nine lives, they cannot repay this huge kindness! But it’s also good to put in a little effort.

Feng Chuqi took off her shoes and went to bed, gently helped An Qing sit up, and sat cross-legged opposite him.

"Qing, I'm going to give you the water from the Soul Spring to help you recover and improve your mental strength. The process may be painful, but you must endure it, do you understand?"

Although An Qing was asleep, Feng Chuqi knew that he could definitely hear it, but he just couldn't react. So after explaining, she flipped her delicate hand and popped out two crystal-clear water droplets, but then she thought about it and added another drop.

Either don't do it, or maximize his mental strength.

You know, strong mental power is very important for an alchemist.

An Qing is very talented, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he has just upgraded his alchemy skills to the level of a seventh-grade alchemist. But there is still a long way to go. The further you go, the more difficult it will be to upgrade the level of the alchemist. What often hinders the alchemist is that the spiritual cultivation of the alchemist cannot keep up. If the cultivation level cannot be improved, he will also be unable to resist the calamity. This is why there are so few alchemists above the sixth level.

Therefore, in order to make An Qing's future journey easier, Feng Chuqi did not hesitate to take out the precious spring water of the soul spring and spend his profound energy and mental power to help him improve.

Although it can't compare to what An Qing has done for her along the way, he can still do his part, right?
  Reaching out and pinching An Qing's lips apart, Feng Chuqi pointed a little and fed three drops of the soul spring water into his mouth.

The moment the water from the Spring of Soul entered his mouth, An Qing's whole body trembled, and then his face began to turn blue and white, and his brows were furrowed, looking extremely painful. In the end, the pain was so painful that even his handsome face was distorted.

This time when refining the elixir, he suffered too much mental loss. After all, he had been promoted to a seventh-grade alchemist not long ago, so refining the seventh-grade elixir seemed a bit difficult, but he still succeeded in refining it! God knows how much he endured and persevered before he could successfully refine the Seven-turn Yang Returning Pill.

So once the matter was over, he completely relaxed mentally and mentally and fell into a coma. If he was left alone, he might be in a coma for a month or two. This is what Feng Chuqi least wants to see.

"Qing, the process of using the spring water of the Soul Spring to enhance your mental power is very painful. But I got through it! You are not worse than a woman, are you?"

Although they knew that Feng Chuqi was irritating An Qing by saying this, everyone present could not help but twitch their mouths after hearing such words. Feng Jiu even opened her mouth wide, realizing that she had not seen her tenth sister for a while. , she became even more venomous!

Sympathetic eyes were involuntarily cast on the boy with his eyes closed. How he must have suffered these days to be friends with the tenth sister!
  Feng Jiu seemed to be able to see An Qing fuming and jumping in anger in front of the tenth sister.

At the same time, a huge amount of spiritual power rolled in overwhelmingly, covering the entire room in an instant, startling them all.

what happened?what happened?

Such a huge mental power is comparable to the existence of a powerful person on the throne, right? Even worse than that.

Everyone raised their eyes and looked around. They were still the same people. There was no strong person on the throne here. They couldn't help but feel disappointed.

At this moment, Feng Jiu pointed at Feng Chuqi in surprise and shouted: "It's the tenth sister. Did the tenth sister release such huge spiritual power?"

Ten sisters?

Everyone turned to look at Feng Chuqi, and sure enough they saw her hands making strange seals. Her mental power was completely released to lock the space. At the same time, the red mysterious energy surged out crazily, covering An Qing's entire body. After wrapping it up, her face gradually turned pale.

The water of the Fountain of Souls is no small matter. Although the effect of improving mental power is amazing, the process is worse than death and extremely painful. If your mind is slightly weak, you will become possessed and become an idiot from then on.

It would be difficult for ordinary people to tolerate just one drop. What's more, Feng Chuqi actually took three drops to An Qing at once, which of course tripled the pain he suffered. Therefore, Feng Chuqi must use all his strength to deal with it, release all his profound energy and spiritual power, and protect him tightly, just in case something happens to him.

boom!
  An Qing seemed to be in the eighteenth level of hell at this time, as if there were thousands of evil ghosts rushing towards him, biting his body and soul.

(End of this chapter)