Chu Qingkuang closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. She had to hold on. No matter how painful it was, it was not as painful as the scars of being injured.

One hundred and eight silver needles were all inserted into Chu Qingkuang's body. Chu Qingkuang had completely fainted from the pain, but his stubborn will never gave in. On his face that was pale due to pain, only beads of sweat were falling drop by drop.

Come, the red lip was bitten with blood. Zhong Lichen put a gauze dress on Chu Qingkuang that was as thin as silk but not see-through.

Seeing her forbearance, I felt very distressed. He raised his head tiredly and wiped the sweat from her forehead. The fiery red phoenix feather mark was looming, and a gentle voice sounded: "You can definitely do it, Qing Kuang!"

Chu Qingkuang vaguely heard a very warm voice, as if it traveled through time and space and came from several lifetimes ago. It was like a warm sun pouring on her body. She had never experienced the warmth in her two lifetimes.

She really wanted to struggle to wake up and see who this person was, who he really was?

"Young Master, the Ghost King has prepared the medicine!" the maid came in softly from outside and said in a low voice. She has been following the Young Master as long as she can remember. She has never seen the Young Master be so gentle to anyone. He is usually a kind person.

She looked as gentle as jade, but she knew that was the real alienation.

"Get out and don't allow anyone to come near you."

"Yes." The maid placed the bottle containing the elixir on the edge of the pool, turned and left.

Chu Qingkuang couldn't help but raised his head in pain and roared, "Ah..."

Pain and worry flashed across Zhong Lichen's eyes. He raised his hands and controlled the golden spiritual power in his palms to guide the flow of medicine in the medicine pool. Gradually, the medicine lingered around Chu Qingkuang's body, and the rotating water turned into crystal clear water.

The water wall is filled with steaming water mist.

In the hazy mist, the fiery red mark on Chu Qingkuang's forehead flickered faster, and the color became more dazzling. Pain suddenly appeared on Chu Qingkuang's face, and immediately a mouthful of blood spurted out. The silver needle that had been inserted into his body began to circulate in his body.

As he walked, his whole body couldn't help but tremble. Every inch of skin and every inch of flesh seemed to be undergoing the most cruel punishment. The muscles, bones, skin and flesh seemed to be torn apart, and then grew back inch by inch.

It hurts, it really hurts.

"Ah..." Chu Qingkuang roared unbearably, the veins on his forehead popped out, and the mark on his forehead was like a blooming calyx, blooming with its beauty.

Zhong Lichen's face turned a little pale, and the sweat drops on his forehead became larger and larger.

However, along with the endless pain, an unprecedented amount of airflow in the body continued to flow and gather with the wandering silver needle, as if to repay so many years of frivolous work in vain, just like the sea accepting all rivers, condensed in

In the Dantian and lower abdomen, there is a faint golden light moving, crystal clear and holy.

Wherever the air flows, you feel as if your whole body is bathed in holy light.

As if after a long, long time, the swirling pool water finally calmed down. Zhong Lichen put his palms on Chu Qingkuang's back and patted her lightly. A golden light penetrated into Chu Qingkuang's body, and the silver in his body

The needle followed the golden light back to its original acupuncture point, and Zhong Lichen used his spiritual power with his other hand to take out one hundred and eight silver needles.

Chu Qingkuang fell weakly into Zhong Lichen's arms, and finally it was done.
Chapter completed!