The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 1882 Little brother, what's wrong with you

The middle-aged man put his hands on his head, as if he wanted to wake up, his red eyes gradually faded, and he looked around: "Hold..."

The words did not fall.

He sat cross-legged on the spot and slowly closed his eyes.

The black hair was wet, dripping water on the ground.

Now, it finally stopped.

Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man, several people were completely relieved.

A few people never thought that Lao Zhou would bring the prison spirits over.

"Who let us know now that this prison spirit is really useful..." The young man raised his eyebrows slightly: "You said, Lao Zhou must have expected it a long time ago, so he took this prison Spirits."

Hearing this, several people looked at the old man at the same time.

The old man did not pretend to have a sense of smell, nor did he cover his mouth and nose. After a moment of silence, he said, "The prison liquor is very strong, and it may stimulate his sense of smell, thereby gaining a brief sobriety, and he did it."

The alchemist shook his head, and sighed complicatedly: "I don't know if other wines will work, but only Lao Zhou can bear prison spirits. If there is no prison spirits, we may have to spend a while Time is a blessing in misfortune."

The brawny craftsman didn't say anything, which could be regarded as acquiescing to his words.

The war is over.

Others also breathed a sigh of relief.

It is very troublesome for Lao Zhou to be crazy. If he can use prison spirits to wake him up in the future, it would be a very good decision. I don’t know if he can do it next time...

He looked at the old woman next to him with a smile on his head, and said, "Miss Lianyun, you have to be careful, when Lao Zhou wakes up..."

The old woman glanced over, and immediately closed her eyes obediently.

Don't let me say it...

"By the way," the alchemist came to his senses suddenly, and searched around: "Old Zhou's matter is settled, where's the little brother?"

Several people reacted.

They almost forgot about the little brother.

The brawny craftsman was also a little nervous, so he hurried to find it.

After a while, the alchemist found the figure and rushed over in a hurry. If it killed someone, it would be a big mistake.

"Little brother, how are you doing?"

The alchemist stood in front of Luo Qingxie, holding an extra bottle of pill in his hand.

When she came back to her senses, Luo Qingxie shook her head: "It's nothing."

Her wounds are all healed.

"It's fine if nothing happens," the alchemist relaxed, and felt that something was wrong, so he checked Luo Qingxie's physical condition. The alchemist couldn't help but be taken aback for a while.

"Is this... all right?"

The alchemist was astonished, and checked the young man several times back and forth, both surprised and delighted.

Less than an hour later, all the wounds on this guy's body have healed up. It's unbelievable. Although the pill is a holy product, it is impossible to recover all of it in a short period of time. His injury was serious, and it was absolutely impossible to recover in such a short time.

Strange.

Or, did this person absorb the effects of the medicine quickly, so he recovered?
Maybe it's possible, not necessarily...

Luo Qingxie felt baffled by the complex appearance of the alchemist at this moment, she took out the alchemy bottle that the alchemist had given her, and planned to return it to him.

The alchemist glanced at it, disapproving: "If you haven't finished eating the elixir here, just keep it. Anyway, I have a lot of elixirs here, and there are still enough."

The corners of Luo Qingxie's lips twitched a few times, but she didn't say anything else, she put away the pill bottle in her hand, and nodded to the alchemist: "Thank you alchemist."

(End of this chapter)