The sweat on Nie Xiaodong's head slipped down one by one, and eight of the ten passages have now been closed by Nie Xiaodong, and the last two, but they are also the two most seriously cracked, and Nie Xiaodong has never dared to make a move.

"Xiaodong, don't be afraid, it's a big deal that you'll be a good man again in eighteen years," Nie Yifan comforted with a relaxed face.

Nie Xiaodong nodded towards Nie Yifan, it's a big deal to die together.

Engrossed in inserting the fingertips of the metal arm into the heart of the fighting armor, Nie Xiaodong was about to start, but a drop of sweat fell on the arm and slid along the fingertips to the heart of the fighting armor.

In an instant, the water droplets were vaporized, and the broken passage all shattered in an instant, a little light lit up from Nie Yifan's chest, and the corner of the heart of the fighting armor cracked.

Xiaodong froze on the spot and closed his eyes in despair.

It's going to explode.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Three seconds later, Xiaodong opened his eyes, and when he saw his intact body, he felt like a world away.

Turning his head again to see Nie Yifan licking the heart of the fighting armor, Nie Xiaodong had the illusion that this was not hell and that I was already dead.

"Brother Fan, it's okay, if you want to explode, it will explode just now, you don't have to do this. Nie Xiaodong said with a little comfort.

Nie Yifan had no time to care about it at this time, so he only had time to roll his eyes and glance at Xiaodong, so he concentrated on absorbing the violent power in the heart of the fighting armor, because Hongmeng woke up.

But in Xiaodong's eyes, Nie Yifan was rolling his eyes at him.

It's over, Brother Fan is crazy.

Looking at the incomparably flexible tongue in front of him, Nie Xiaodong turned around and rushed out of the door, he was going to find Qian Bo.

Fortunately, Qian Bo didn't go far, and after seeing Nie Xiaodong running out from a distance, Qian Bo and his wife hurriedly greeted him.

"Godfather, Brother Fan, he has a problem with his brain. Nie Xiaodong cried with a sad face.

"Yifan, what's wrong with him?" said Qian Bo's expression tightened.

Nie Xiaodong: "The heart of power was about to explode just now, but somehow it didn't explode, and now Brother Fan is licking the battery vigorously." ”

Chambers and his wife glanced at each other and smiled.

This made Xiaodong stunned.

"Yifan's talent seems to be much more powerful than we imagined, not only can he absorb the power of the same origin in living beings, but also non-biological energy such as the Heart of Fighting Armor, which is a fortunate thing for us in the lineage of ancient medicine. Xiaodong, your Brother Fan is not ordinary, he is one of a kind of people, he is a genius among geniuses, he is not licking the heart of the fighting armor, but absorbing the power inside, this is the reason why the heart of the fighting armor did not explode. You child, you are sweating profusely, wipe your sweat quickly. ”

As she spoke, Mrs. Qian picked up a handscroll to wipe Xiaodong's sweat, while Uncle Qian ran towards the courtyard.

Ten minutes later, the heart of the fighting armor in Nie Yifan's hand had gradually cooled, of course, after the strength of the heart of the fighting armor decreased, Nie Yifan returned to his room to absorb it, otherwise it would be a little embarrassing to absorb it in front of the three of them.

After absorbing the heart of the fighting armor, Hongmeng fed back the excess power to Nie Yifan as usual.

Hongmeng: "The host can get the power of one person, or double the speed of nerve reaction, or one percent of the body recovery speed, please choose from the host." ”

"One percent of the speed of physical recovery. ”

Nie Yifan did not hesitate to choose the third party, the first two things can be blessed by the fighting armor, only the last one can not be provided by the non-Xuan-level high-level fighting armor, and after this kind of recovery power has increased by one percent last time, it will make Qian Bo boast that his physical fitness is good, and he will pay it back with one percent. I just don't know what kind of effect the body's recovery speed will have when it is increased to 100%.

Covered in numbness, Nie Yifan's thoughts were interrupted, and then he groaned comfortably.

Nie Xiaodong, who had been waiting outside the door, had goosebumps all over his body...

"Xiaodong, I'll leave this to you, see if you can make the state of a real man last a little longer. Nie Yifan, who pushed the door open, handed over the Xuan-level Dou Armor to Nie Xiaodong in front of the door as soon as possible.

"Brother Fan, don't worry, it's just that you have mutated now, it doesn't matter if you want it, I heard that many mutated people's bodies are either short or thick, and they will be strange after a long time. Nie Xiaodong looked at Nie Yifan's body with concern, as if he was afraid that two horns would grow on his head.

"I'm evolution, not mutation, okay, but then again, in terms of the kind of living environment on the ground, it's either black-hearted or gutter oil, how can I live without mutation." The rich rely on technology, and the poor rely on mutation. Nie Yifan patted Xiaodong's shoulder meaningfully.

"Oh. Xiaodong seemed to understand and responded.

After greeting the master and the master, Nie Yifan walked towards the shop in the ghost market.

Just now he asked Hongmeng a question, with the efficiency of Xuanding's absorption, how many awakening potions are needed to open the devouring ability.

Hongmeng's reply was twenty bottles of awakening potions.

Nie Yifan was overjoyed when he found out, and after leaving the courtyard, he rushed to the place where he bought the awakening pill last time.

When I came to the street, the little brother who squatted on the side of the road last time was still setting up a stall in the same place.

Unlike last time, now there are two stalls on the left and one on the right next to the little brother, and both of them are selling awakening pills in a neat manner.

"Hey, kid, is that Kaizi you last met here?" The masked man at the stall on the right pulled his veil as he spoke, revealing a thumb-thick scar on the eyelid of his right eye.

"Boss Wu, I swear by my ancestors, it's definitely here. Even through the veil, you can see that the peddler's face is as ugly as a frosted eggplant.

Someone else is not Kaizi, the last time I sold it was obviously genuine, and the hawker was speechless.

"Your current ancestor is Lao Tzu, is there such a curse on your Lao Tzu?" Boss Wu slapped the hawker on the back of the head.

This scene happened to be seen by Nie Yifan in the distance.

However, Nie Yifan paused and walked towards the vendor.

"What is the price of this awakening elixir?" Nie Yifan squatted in front of the stall and casually picked up a bottle of awakening elixir and asked.

"My lord, on the basis of the last time, ninety-five fold. After seeing Nie Yifan, the peddler said aggravated the word 952 as if he had seen a savior.

Hmm? Is there something wrong with this buddy? Isn't Ninety-Five just to save me?

"It's expensive. Nie Yifan put down the awakening pill and turned around to leave, he is not a saint, and his ability is limited, so it is impossible to help people when he sees them.

But the peddler stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of his black robe.

"Hehe, this little brother, if you don't look at me, my eighty fold. The black-faced vendor at the stall on the left spoke at the same time.

"Oh, can the quality be guaranteed?" Nie Yifan squatted down patiently.

"Hehe, rest assured, it's absolutely genuine, and the fake one pays ten. The black-faced peddler directly picked up a bottle of awakening potion and handed it to Nie Yifan.

"Are you sure that one will pay ten for the fake?" Nie Yifan asked rhetorically.

"Uh, sure. The black-faced vendor was stunned by the question, and then replied, you can still inspect the goods on the spot.