"Sister-in-law, are you okay?" Xiao Qi helped Wu Xin up with a worried look on his face. He told her not to disturb the boss's alchemy, but he didn't believe it. Now, let's go.

Wu Xin stood up and rubbed her waist, saying, "I'm fine, oh."

Before he could finish his words, a big hand slapped on his butt. When he looked up, he saw that Zhao Tiezhu had appeared in front of her at some point.

"Tiezhu, you bullied me again." Wu Xin's face flushed, and even her ears turned red. She thought to herself that there was still Xiaoqi here, so how could Tiezhu bully him like this?

"Boss, have you made the pills?" Xiao Qi ran to the gate and smelled the fragrance of the pills inside, revealing an intoxication.

"Of course!" Zhao Tiezhu smiled slightly and was in a good mood. Then, he hugged Wu Xin's slim waist and jumped, and then landed lightly in the hall on the first floor.

Seeing that the boss was happy, Xiaoqi was also very excited. He supported himself on the railing with one hand and turned down very handsomely behind him, but unexpectedly, his feet hung on the railing and fell directly off the first floor.

Hearing the sound, Wu Xin and Zhao Tiezhu turned their heads at the same time. Seeing Xiao Qi looking embarrassed, they couldn't help laughing. Zhao Tiezhu took out a pill and gave it to Wu Xin, and said gently: "Try this pill for Qin Xin!"

Wu Xin nodded obediently, then stood on tiptoe and kissed Zhao Tiezhu on the face. Zhao Tiezhu was slightly stunned. Wu Xin smiled and walked to Qin Xin quickly.

Now the soul-raising pill is only as big as the nail of the little finger. Wu Xin stuffed the pill into Qin Xin's mouth, then took a glass of water on the table, helped Qin Xin up, and Wu Xin fed her.

After swallowing the pills, Qin Xin's body began to heat up and his skin began to turn red. Zhao Tiezhu raised his eyebrows. Qin Xin's cultivation was too weak and he was not enough to withstand the power of the fifth-grade pill. He forgot about this.

Walking to Qin Xin, Zhao Tiezhu pointed his finger on her forehead, and the spiritual power in his body drilled into Qin Xin's body to protect her heart veins. She is a sword cultivator. Last time, Zhao Tiezhu's skill to temper her body was not so quick to peek at her. Now that the soul power is weak, you don't need to swallow her soul with evil spirits, this medicine will directly burst her soul.

Zhao Tiezhu controlled part of the medicine power, and then slowly released it. The medicine power was like a long dragon, wandering around in Qin Xin's bloodline, and finally drilling into the soul. The fierce aura seemed a little scared and drilled out of the soul.

The medicinal power increased Qin Xin's soul bit by bit. The power of the soul became stronger, and immediately differentiated the soul power and the evil aura began to swallow each other.

Although the evil aura is powerful and can swallow spiritual energy, under the suppression of absolute power, it is gradually suppressed and swallowed by Qin Xin's soul.

Of course, this soul power is only available under the fusion of the medicinal power of the Soul-Healing Pill. If Qin Xin swallows and digests all these evil spirits, her soul power will be much stronger, laying a foundation for her future cultivation.

When Zhao Tiezhu released the last trace of medicine, Qin Xin's soul power became stronger again, and then swallowed all the small amount of evil energy and then completely digested it.

At the same time, in a certain darkness, two red lights disappeared in a coffin in a flash, and waves of cultivation were also heard in some caves behind the sect.

...

In Zhao Tiezhu's villa, Qin Xin's face gradually returned to rosy, but Zhao Tiezhu's face was a little tired. From refining alchemy to treating Qin Xin, it took a lot of his energy and spiritual power.

"Boss, you seem to be very tired. Should you go up and take a rest first?" Xiaoqi frowned and looked at Zhao Tiezhu, and said with some concern.

When Wu Xin heard Xiaoqi's words, she slowly placed Qin Xin on the sand, and looked worried. She walked to Zhao Tiezhu, wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered: "Yes, Tiezhu, you go up and take a rest first!"

"Okay! If you have something to look for me, I'll go up and take a break first. My spiritual power has been consumed too much." Zhao Tiezhu glanced at the two of them, then disappeared into the room. The door of Zhao Tiezhu's room on the second floor suddenly closed.

Zhao Tiezhu was exhausted after excessive spiritual power was consumed, but he did not go to bed immediately, but sat on the bed to practice, while thinking about what those fierce auras were.

The fierce aura had its own consciousness, as if someone was controlling it, and just dealing with the fierce aura on Qin Xin's body had consumed more than half of his spiritual power, which had to be taken seriously.

If this evil aura is an evil force, where will these forces go after devouring their souls? These messy ideas make Zhao Tiezhu anxious.

"If this ferocious aura is the power of a monk, then..."

Zhao Tiezhu murmured to himself that he had been to two basements, and those places were all imprisoned with some ordinary people. If everyone had similar ferocious aura, how powerful would this person be?

I don’t know how many underground ball cages like the Gu family are, and how many people have been planted with evil spirits. Zhao Tiezhu doesn’t know these. If he wants to eradicate them, it’s not easy.

"We have to find out everything about the ancient family as soon as possible, otherwise more people will suffer."

Zhao Tiezhu said to himself that he is not a savior. People who practice immortals have good or evil. Those who do evil are demon cultivators, and everyone can punish them. Such a monk is not as good as a real demon cultivator. A real demon cultivator is only practicing demonic martial arts. If you are weak and have good thoughts, you will be admired by the world.

While thinking about the problem, Wu Xin pushed open the door and came in. Zhao Tiezhu slowly opened his eyes and put down everything else. He asked with a faint smile: "How is Qin Xin?"

Wu Xin walked to Zhao Tiezhu's window and whispered: "Sister Xin is much better, she has no blood spitting out, and her breathing is stable. She should be much better after a night's sleep."

Zhao Tiezhu was stunned. This was not just much better. He had completely helped her clear away the evil spirit. The medicinal power of this soul-raising pill was too strong. Even a cultivator like Qin Xin could not stand it, let alone an ordinary person.

"Well, that's good!" Zhao Tiezhu pressed Wu Xin on the bed, then turned over and stamped her mouth, feeling the sweetness in Wu Xin's mouth, and his tongue turned around and played and played with each other.

Wu Xin's face flushed, and light flowed in her eyes. Zhao Tiezhu waved his hand and a barrier blocked the door, and then began to talk about life with Wu Xin...

An hour later, Wu Xin lay in Zhao Tiezhu's arms. The blush on her face had not yet dissipated. Zhao Tiezhu's aftertaste was not over. Her comfortable expression on her face and her fatigue in the alchemy was wiped out.

"Tiezhu, I still want it..." Wu Xin murmured beside Zhao Tiezhu's ear in a low voice. Zhao Tiezhu was slightly stunned, and then turned over and started working again.
Chapter completed!