Datang: God-level Choice

Qin Qiong smiled, took the colorful pills in Qin Huaidao's hands, and took them directly with water.

After all, it was her son's will, so Qin Qiong would not fail to pay the bill.

However, just after taking it, Qin Qiong felt a huge change in her body.

"Divine medicine!"

The rest were also stunned.

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Chapter [-] The Magic Pill

Qin Qiong is now over forty years old, plus the various dark wounds left in the battlefield over the years, she looks like fifty or sixty.

His face was also sallow, and his temples were all white.

However, as soon as Qin Huaidao took the magic medicine, Qin Qiong's face began to turn rosy.

The whole person's complexion is completely different.

Even the skin that used to be slack and weak is now much better.

Everyone couldn't help but gasped.

"I'm healed."

Qin Qiong jumped directly from the sick chuang in disbelief, and only felt that her current state couldn't be better.

Originally, he didn't say that he was dancing with knives and guns. Even after walking for a long time, he was a little weak, otherwise he would not be home sick.

Now I feel that I am better than when I was young, with both fists and tigers, and full of strength.

Qin Qiong even happily hit a set of punches in succession, bringing bursts of explosions in the air.

Qin Huaidao was secretly happy in his heart, and now Lao Qin has finally recovered completely.

Not to mention walking normally, there is no problem in killing enemies on the battlefield.

This was Lao Qin's greatest wish he knew.

For a once heroic and invincible general, the most regrettable thing is that he is sick in Chuang.

That feeling of unresolved, unfulfilled ambition can drive people crazy.

Lao Qin is already very optimistic.

"Divine medicine!"

Cheng Yaojin jumped up excitedly and said, "Nephew, do you still have this magic medicine!"

"boom!"

Cheng Yaojin was about to grab Qin Huaidao's neck with a wave of his big hand, but unexpectedly, Qin Huaidao, who had inherited Li Yuanba's divine power, leaned to the side, Cheng Yaojin staggered, and stepped back several steps in a row.

"Good boy, this strength is far inferior to this old man!"

"I'm afraid it's not inferior to the King Zhao of the year."

Cheng Yaojin threw his painful hand.

"Old goblin, you also have a time to be deflated!"

Qin Qiong glared at Qin Huaidao and said, "Don't hurry up and apologize to your Uncle Cheng."

"Brother Qin, stop pretending, don't our brothers know that you are very happy?"

Cheng Yaojin said carelessly: "I just bumped into it, nephew, don't be angry, who doesn't want one of these things!"

Saying that, Cheng Yaojin also glanced at Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui.

The latter also nodded, such a magic medicine, it can almost be said to be the bones of the living dead, which is equivalent to an extra life, who doesn't want it is absolutely fake.

"There's only one for now."

Qin Huaidao hesitated for a while.

He still understands the truth of the innocence of the common man and his guilt.

But here are all Qin Qiong's friends, and he can only say: "Little nephew, keep it first, if anyone can get it, he will definitely send it."

"It's enough to have your words."

Cheng Yaojin said cheerfully: "Brother Qin, it's been a long time since I competed in martial arts. Why don't I go to the courtyard and have a test?"

"No thanks for the great kindness. If my nephew asks for anything later, as long as it does not violate morality, the old man and others will do whatever they want!"

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui also bowed their hands.

"Do I look like one of those troublemakers?"

Qin Huaidao touched his nose and said.

The crowd laughed.

Only the young girl "Li Zhi" kept shrinking, hiding behind Qin Huaidao's wide chest.