() "You also saw it just now. He is completely demonized. He can wake up anytime and anywhere. And once he wakes up, he will regain 90% of his strength. A Su Qingchen who has lost his mind, let alone 90%, estimated 50%. If you are strong enough, you can kill a few of us, so now our safety is entirely in your hands." Xia Qingran had a look of horror on her face, and she couldn't help but step back while speaking.
"Oh my god, Sister Ran wouldn't let you do this." Zhang Long looked panicked, and his hands holding Su Qingchen were trembling slightly, and he kept praying in his heart: "Boss, oh boss, you are so good at this." You have to hold back, don't wake up, I haven't found a wife yet, I don't want to die yet, please. Soon the prayer in Zhang Long's heart turned into a curse: "You damn Xie Qian, rob me. It’s been such a long time since I’ve been on this mission, and I still haven’t found Uncle An. It’s been such a slow process.
At this time, Xia Qingran looked at Zhang Long with a mischievous smile on his face, feeling secretly happy in his heart. This dragon is so funny. He would believe everything he said. She thought he was so courageous. It turned out that he and Xie Qian were about half a catty and eight taels each. Indistinguishable.
When Uncle An and the coachman entered the room, Xia Qingran started the fourth course of treatment. This time, no one was arranged to hold Su Qingchen down. When Su Qingchen entered the bucket, Uncle An's palm emitted a faint white light, which directly enveloped the entire bucket. .
At this time, Xie Qian, Yi Meng and others were confused. Aren't they not allowed to use soul power? Why did Uncle An use soul power? Moreover, the soul power shield only covered the bucket and did not suppress Su Qingchen at all.
Under everyone's doubtful eyes, the soul power shield began to shrink. When it clung to the bucket, a surprising scene appeared. The soul power shield actually penetrated the bucket and directly enveloped the concoction and Su Qingchen. At this time, everyone Only then did people understand what Uncle An was doing.
The height of the soul shield was as high as Su Qingchen's, and it was close to Su Qingchen's head and feet, while its width was only a few circles thicker than Su Qingchen's waist. In this way, all parts of Su Qingchen except his head were soaked in the potion.
"You don't need to be confused. Uncle An's cultivation level far exceeds that of Su Qingchen. This soul power film cannot be absorbed by Su Qingchen, so there is no need to worry about the soul power entering Su Qingchen's body and damaging his muscles." Xia Qingran saw everyone looking confused. Looking at him, he explained.
When Su Qingchen's body began to move, Uncle An immediately placed a soul shield around Su Qingchen to ensure that no one would be accidentally hurt when Su Qingchen went crazy.
When the soul power shield was formed, the bucket shattered instantly. At this time, everyone saw Su Qingchen waving his hands and feet constantly with a look of pain on his face, as if he wanted to break away from the soul power film on his body, but Uncle An's The soul film was extremely tough and did not break no matter how he moved. Soon Su Qingchen jumped up high and hit the ground hard.
At this time, everyone couldn't bear to close their eyes, and couldn't help but pray for Su Qingchen in their hearts. This has just begun, and the pain will become more and more painful in the future. Can he continue to support it? This is the thought in the minds of Yi Meng and others.
Su Qingchen began to slap himself continuously, hit the ground, and hit Uncle An's soul shield. He looked like a crazy madman. Every move he made touched everyone's hearts, and everyone looked worried. , with a look of heartache on her face, the one she was most worried about was Yin Ting, this girl was about to burst into tears.
"If you can't bear it, turn around. It won't be uncomfortable if you can't see him. He has to go through this, otherwise he won't be able to fully recover. Don't worry, he will be fine. I believe he can persevere." Uncle An saw the worried expressions on everyone's faces. Finally, he whispered comforting words.
"Okay, okay, stop looking. Let's go out for a walk. Leave this place to Uncle An and the others. We can rest assured that they are here." Xia Qingran shook her head, then walked towards Yimeng and the others, and pulled They are ready to let them go out with them.
"Sister Xiaoran, I want to stay with him." Yin Ting said with a bit of tears.
"Why should I accompany you? He can't die. Let's go out. This situation looks disturbing. Let's go. Let's go out to relax. We haven't left this room for two days. I'm almost suffocated." Xia Qingran fainted. Juezui said.
Yimeng and the others still looked at Su Qingchen and did not listen to Xia Qingran's words at all.
"You're ignoring me, okay. I won't give him the elixir later. I'm going to throw the elixir away now." said somewhat angrily.
"No, Sister Xiaoran, why don't we accompany you out?" At this time, Bingyu came back to her senses and smiled apologetically at Xia Qingran.
"That's pretty much it. If you all come out with me, I won't give him any elixir if he is missing one. Without this elixir, his four courses of treatment will be in vain, and all his hardships will be in vain." Xia Qingran ignored everyone. One glance, then turned around and went out.
Yimeng and the others reluctantly followed Xia Qingran out. Although they were out, their hearts still remained in the room, tied to Su Qingchen who was committing suicide.
"This kid doesn't know what kind of blessings he has accumulated in his previous life. He is so lucky to have these three beautiful girls liking him." Uncle An said with an envious look.
"It doesn't matter whose son he is." The coachman looked proud, and his tone of voice seemed to be talking about himself.
"Yeah, he's half my son. Why don't people in labor and management have such luck?" Uncle An said a little depressed.
"You are so old and you still think about this problem all day long. Why did you go there earlier?" the coachman glanced at Uncle An and said.
"Oh, am I very old? Am I very old?" Uncle An turned around and glared at the coachman, asking angrily.
"Why, you want to practice with me?" the coachman said with a sneer.
"You have a beautiful idea, but I don't have time. I have to keep an eye on my godson. He is all my hope. I can't let anything happen to him." Uncle An said seriously.
"Whatever could happen to him, based on his physical fitness, he can still bear this small crime." The coachman glanced at Uncle An and said.
"As you know, I'm not doing this just to prevent accidents. I don't know how many percent of this guy's strength will reach his peak after recovery. It's a pity that his soul is gone, and his strength will be somewhat damaged." Uncle An frowned slightly. Wrinkle said.
"It would be great to have the ability to fight again. In fact, it would also be good to take the path of a warrior. I checked his belt before, and there is a good big sword in it, which is just right for him," the coachman said.
"Forget about weapons. If some ancient families in the mainland know about it, they will definitely attack this kid. We may not be able to save him by then. Fortunately, he has taken that weird pill and used the warrior soul skill to transform. He will release his soul so that not many people will know about his path as a warrior master." Uncle An said,