Please, It's A Scary World

Muscle's flesh and night gel?

Hong Doudou was slightly taken aback, but immediately she remembered what these two things were.

The last time I hunted and upgraded, I was mainly looking for these two things. One was to help repair Qian Cheng's leg injury, and the other was to make cosmetics. the s

After it was used up, there was still a lot left.

Unexpectedly, these things could be used to repair Wang Qinghe's spiritual body.

Hong Doudou was a little surprised for a moment.

But the surprise only lasted for a few seconds, she shook her head to recover, and then took out a bunch of blood-red and bright white things from the dimension pocket in her arms.

"found it!"

Hong Doudou shouted excitedly, and then quickly handed these things to Fang Ming.

Fang Ming's eyes lit up, and he quickly took the flesh of the muscles and the night gel, carefully feeling the surging power of flesh and blood on these two things, and was immediately delighted.

"Brother Ming, can these things repair Wang Qinghe's spirit body?"

Red Doudou asked curiously.

As soon as she said this, Granny Liu's and murderous eyes all fell on Fang Ming.

Honestly, mending the spirit body?

Although they have heard of this kind of thing, they never thought that it can be done with these seemingly ordinary things.

According to their understanding, repairing the spirit body requires years of nourishment, and even with the help of high-level monsters, it is possible to repair the spirit body.

And Fang Ming is only in his twenties at this time...

There was also no mention of taking Wang Qinghe's spiritual body to any treasured place for nourishment.

Just blood and night gel with muscles?

Somewhat unbelievable.

Therefore, Liu Po ​​and Killing Desire basically all took a wait-and-see attitude.

Even Shayu thinks that Fang Ming is "the incarnation of the unknown existence" and thinks it is a bit outrageous.

Unknowable existence is strong, but a mere incarnation can have some abilities.

It's just not possible.

Thinking of this, Yu Yu asked suspiciously: "Mingge, do you really want to use these things to repair the spirit body? I really have never heard of your method.

Seeing her question, Granny Liu also nodded tremblingly: "Yes, I have never heard of it before, Ah Ming, is this reliable? Xiao Wang's spirit body is already fragile enough, if you If you accidentally make a mistake, then Yufei will really be lost."

As she spoke, Granny Liu coughed violently again.

"Cough cough cough~"

When coughing, it looks like the body is about to fall apart.

Bursts of green and black air escaped from her body, which looked quite strange.

Seeing that the three of them didn't believe it, Fang Ming didn't argue.

After all, facts speak louder than words.

Even if he blushed and had a thick neck, if he couldn't repair Wang Qinghe's spirit body, it would be completely meaningless.

Therefore, the light color is not very good-looking, but it still makes the three of them feel like a spring breeze.

"Grandma, Doudou, and...Chen Rou, don't worry."

"I have learned this secret technique from an ancient book. It is said that many people with broken spirits have been healed. Although it is the first time for me to use it this time, I am somewhat sure of it.

"As long as the needle you gave me, mother-in-law, is powerful enough and won't be broken so casually, I don't think it will be difficult to restore brother Qinghe's spirit body."

As he spoke, Fang Ming reached into his bosom with his right hand, and took out the sewing box that Granny Liu had given him before.

The sewing box opened automatically under his control, and a small silver-white needle slowly flew out of the box and floated in front of his eyes.

Bursts of strange breath emanated from the small needle, which looked extremely sharp.

When he was looking for Seventh Brother on the seventh floor, this small needle played a big role. Together with Xiaoxue and the others' hair, it woke him up from that sinking dream.

Granny Liu looked at the small needle, ran her hands along her chest, and then sighed: "It is useful, this needle is a good needle.

As she spoke, there was a hint of reminiscence in her eyes.

There is melancholy, sadness, and... a touch of ruthlessness in this memory.

Seeing this, Fang Ming immediately understood that this needle might have been used by Granny Liu before her death, and it even had something to do with her becoming what she is now.

That being the case, there is no need to talk about the ability of this needle.

Absolutely enough.

Fang Ming took a deep breath and reached out to hold the silver needle in his hand.

Then he glanced at the three women in the room, nodded slightly and said: "I'm about to start, repairing the spirit body is a delicate job, everyone should try to be as quiet as possible later, and don't make any noise.

"Understood Brother Ming~ Don't worry, I will not make a sound. If you need help, you must tell me, and I will help you here." Hong Doudou immediately agreed with her eyes wide open.

Killing Yu silently nodded and said, "Understood."

And endless curiosity was ignited in my heart.

"No matter what happens now, I can only believe in Mingge."

"I hope he can successfully repair Wang Qinghe's spirit body, let him wake up, and find that broken dark personality.

"When the time comes, wait for his injury to recover, so that I can help me separate the obsessive idiot from my body."

"The paper figurine I saw before was indeed separated from the original corpse, and I think it was his masterpiece.

"Maybe, he can really do it."

For a moment, he was looking forward to it, and even started to pray for Fang Ming.

This is really a strange feeling.

Granny Liu leaned directly against the corner, found a chair and sat down slowly, and then panted with great effort: "Let's start, let's start, my old man doesn't talk much, and I breathe out more than I breathe in, so I don't want to talk too much." .

Afterwards, the three immediately shut up and kept quiet.

Fang Ming nodded, straightened his waist with a lot of support, and then stretched out his hand to lift Wang Qinghe's spirit body into the air.

Then he stretched out his hand to grab it, and pulled down the coffin board beside him, laying it flat in front of his eyes.

"Snapped!"

In the next moment, he placed all the flesh, flesh and night gel on the coffin board.

Fang Ming looked solemn, he took a deep breath and suddenly raised his palm, then dropped it heavily, and slapped it on the muscles and muscles.

"Crack!" 280

The sound of fist to flesh resounded in the room.

Immediately afterwards, like a drum beating, Fang Ming kept waving his hands down.

"Crackling~"

There was a sound of hammering.

The muscles and night gel in front of him were hammered to pieces immediately and mixed together.

The three people who wanted to kill were stunned.

But immediately, the shock of the three turned into speechlessness and confusion.

I saw Fang Ming took the mixture of hammered flesh and night gel directly as dough, and began to knead it.

It's exactly like cooking.

Even the most skilled pasta chef may not have his movements up to standard.

"What is he doing!"

"Although I know that he cooks delicious food, but now is probably not the time to cook.

"It's really weird."

Killing Yu didn't know what to say for a while.

Not to mention Hong Doudou, her eyes widened like a little fool, with question marks all over her head.

Only Granny Liu seemed to have seen something, a gleam flashed in her old eyes.

At this moment, the dough in Fang Ming's hands had been kneaded evenly and delicately, and it was extremely soft, with traces of strange breaths of life and death entangled and intertwined on it.

Fang Ming let out a soft drink, and suddenly grasped both ends of the dough with both hands, shaking his arms.

"Snapped!"

The dough was pulled into long strips and dropped on the coffin board.

Red Doudou covered her mouth and thought belatedly: "Ming big brother, this is...... this is... ramen!!!".