"So, yesterday's psychic illusion attack was actually one of the Secret Words?" Du Yuhan squatted next to the stove, stuffed another piece of firewood into it, and then used a fan to blow the wind inside.

"That's right, this illusion attack can be directly applied to the spirit, although it can't have any direct damage effect, but it can temporarily disturb the enemy's mind." Kevin wrapped the lid of the hot pot in a rag and carefully pinched it, put a few herbs in it, stirred it with a wooden spoon to prevent the bottom from scorching, then closed the lid and went to check another dose of medicinal herbs.

Du Yuhan nodded knowingly.

No wonder these people didn't look right that day, and they suddenly fought each other wildly, it turned out that they had fallen into illusion. I didn't expect this illusion to be so powerful, this is just like what Sun Tzu said in the Art of War, a soldier who surrenders without a fight. After that, it was better to let Kevin cast illusions on the enemy than any trick.

"That's not going to work." Listening to Du Yuhan's thoughts, Kevin chuckled.

"Why?"

"This kind of spiritual illusion can only work on human form, and it is immune to demonic beasts." Seeing that the decoction had been boiled, Kevin picked up the entire ceramic jar with a rag and put it on the table to cool off. "Didn't the teacher teach these in the detailed explanation of the types of Warcraft when I was in school?"

Du Yuhan: ......

Well, given that he was still illiterate at the time, could he understand what the teacher was saying when he couldn't even speak?! It's too difficult! Although he still can't fully understand the text......

Silently swallowing endless complaints, Du Yuhan began to open his mind again.

If you follow this setting, then if you encounter any humanoid enemy in the future, won't you be invincible all over the world?

As a result, he was despised by Kevin again.

"This illusion attack is a type of spell, and it will also be limited by the level." Sprinkle a pinch of medicinal powder in the ceramic jar, and Kevin stirred it well with a wooden spoon, "Didn't the teacher teach these in the beginner spells?" ”

Du Yuhan: ......

Well, he admits that he is illiterate! Don't ask, okay!?

Du Yuhan is full of cows.

But yesterday, the level of those three people was obviously higher than Kevin's, why did they still get hit?

In this regard, Kevin's explanation is: arrogant soldiers will be defeated.

Psychic illusion is an attack that specifically targets the opponent's mental power, and generally speaking, the lower the level, the greater the chance of getting hit. If the opponent's mental power is higher, the lower the success rate of the spell.

Usually this kind of illusion has a more obvious effect on physical attack professions, and it is difficult to play a role in high-spirit professions such as magicians, and it stands to reason that yesterday's thin mage should not be so easy to hit. But he was bewitched by Kevin's beauty, so he unknowingly fell into an illusion without knowing it.

In these three months of adventure, he thought that the weakest priest had the strongest attack power, but he, a supposedly extremely powerful model master warrior, was always playing soy sauce next to him, and Du Yuhan felt very congested. But he soon figured out how to say that Kevin was also his person, and Kevin's power was also his power.

So he's still strong!

But then again, I didn't expect that in just one month, Kevin's secret speech technique has improved so much, in addition to his awe-inspiring talent, it is also related to the other party's hard work; In comparison, my modeling knowledge is still at the elementary level, so I am compared.

No, he has to work hard!

Seeing that Du Yuhan was hit like an eggplant by his own words, but it didn't take long for him to clench his fists and regain his strength, Kevin smiled. He won't tell the other party, every time he connects with Han Simu, he will also cast this little spiritual magic......

"Alright, I'll go see those two patients." Scooping the concoction into a clay bowl, Kevin picked up the tray and left the kitchen.

"Ah, wait for me!" Seeing this, Du Yuhan dropped the pu fan and hurriedly followed.

Originally, he didn't want to follow, but he told himself that if he wasn't there, the final scene would have become very bad.

For example, now.

"Damn! Why is this medicine so bitter? Is this for people to drink?! Half-lying on the bed, Heywood was covered in bandages, and his uninjured left hand held the medicine bowl, staring at the black medicine in the bowl with a wrinkled face.

"Of course it's for people to drink, but sometimes it's not people who drink." Kevin sat aside to change the dressing for his right hand, not forgetting to stab him twice.

"It's a bitter medicine, if you want to get better quickly, drink it quickly." Du Yuhan leaned against the door, looked coldly at a certain bear child paper that was about to be fried, and quickly interjected.

Although he was unwilling, he still knew what was important, Heywood took another sip awkwardly, and finally it was really hard to swallow, he stuck out his tongue and pushed the bowl aside, "By the way, isn't that guy awake yet?" ”

"Of course not, do you think that everyone is like a beast, with well-developed limbs and super resilience?" Untying the bandage, Kevin dipped a clean cloth in a special potion and slapped it on the wound.

"Shhh You, you tap, tap ......"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Kevin smiled insincerely.

"You sissy must have done it on purpose!" Heywood was furious, and he wanted to put the medicine bowl upside down on top of the other's head with one hand.

Hearing this, Kevin was not angry, but just pressed the hand that cleaned the wound hard-

"Whew! ――”

Looking at Heywood's aching grinning, Du Yuhan couldn't help but sigh, "Young Master, this is a lesson for you." Weigh your strength before you take on the hero next time, if we hadn't arrived in time, we don't know where you would have been sold. ”

"So what?" With a cold snort, Heywood showed a look of disgust, "They actually took people away, drugged them, and sold them into slavery in brothels. This kind of scum, it's not a pity to die! You want me to see him and beat him once! ”

"A beast is a beast, and you don't use your brain before you act." Hearing this, Kevin's expression was still arrogant, but he started much softer.

"I know this kind of person is damned, but you can stop being so impulsive next time." Du Yuhan shook his head and persuaded bitterly, but seeing the other party's stubborn mouth tightened, he didn't know if he listened to it, and it was estimated that he would rush over hot-headed next time he encountered it. "By the way, do you know the man's name?"

"I was walking at the time, and he just bumped into me like this, how can I have time to ask the exit?" Heywood gas knot.

"I don't know what the situation is, so you just rushed up and fought unevenly?" Du Yuhan clasped his hands on his chest and looked at each other condescendingly.

"Who knew it would be like this......" Shaking the potion in the bowl, Heywood muttered to himself, as if he was also depressed by this situation.

Obviously, he is the most innocent, but not only was he beaten for no reason, why should he be taught a lesson?

Depend on! It's all the perverts' fault! They shouldn't have been let go at the time!

Heywood selectively forgot about the fact that he was only a survivor.

A soft holy magic melted into the wound, Kevin carefully checked the healing situation, and bandaged the wound again, "Okay, the hand is not broken, and the fighting spirit is not left in it, and you can come out again to be a one-armed person for a few days." ”

Heywoodmo held the perfectly bandaged wound, and after holding back his thanks for a long time, he still couldn't say anything, so he could only hold on to the quilt and not say a word.

Tsk, the second disease has been committed again.

"I'll go next door and see how the man is doing." After a brief pack of medicines, Kevin stood up and walked out, and when he walked to the door, he turned back to Heywood and smiled slightly, "By the way, remember to finish the medicine, otherwise you won't want to eat dinner." ”

Haywood:......

When it was over, he didn't care about the other party's scolding, and left the room with the corners of his mouth.

Well, it seems that this special bitter medicine works well.

Kevin gently pushed open the door, it was a small utility room, and in the center of the room, a young man with a beautiful face slept on a wooden bed made of a few wooden chairs. He looked a little haggard, and his face was covered with small bruises, but they still couldn't hide his moving beauty.

Yesterday, he gave the man preliminary treatment, except for the abrasions on the soft tissues, there were no serious injuries to the internal organs, and he should be fine after another day or two.

It's just that he feels very puzzled, some of the other party's body functions are not the same as ordinary people, his treatment technique is not very good, and he doesn't know if it's because he was drugged before, he plans to check it carefully today.

Placing the medicine bowl on the table, he walked gently to the side of the bed, his left hand just put on the other party's body, about to lift the quilt to check the injury, when suddenly his expression moved, his whole body moved, and his eyes stared straight at the other party's peaceful sleeping face.

Suddenly, there was an eerie silence in the room, except for the faint sound of breathing.

After a long time, Kevin exhaled deeply, looked at the sleeping Yiren with an expressionless face, slowly raised his left hand, and hid it between the wide sleeves, "Put the medicine at the head of the bed, drink it when you have time." After thinking about it, he added, "Or you can just pour it out." ”

With that, he left the bedroom without looking back and closed the door.

The room was quiet again.

After a long time, the man's fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, but the eyes that should have been loose were clear. He pulled out his left hand that was clutched under the quilt and moved his aching wrist joint, the electric light of his fingertips rattling. Turning his head to look at the medicine bowl on the table, he thought for a moment before reaching out and bringing it to his face.

Looking at the inky black medicinal juice, his originally oval-shaped dark green eyes shrank into a vertical pupil.

Kevin, who was across the door, slowly raised his left hand, which was tucked into the long sleeve, and twitched twice uncontrollably. Slowly spread out the palm, the palm that was originally pink and white became dark red at this time, and even faintly purple in some places. He gasped in pain, and a milky white ball of light condensed in his right hand and gently applied it to the affected area.

The holy light disappeared in his palm, and he breathed a sigh of relief when the pain gradually subsided. Moving his fingers, numb from the powerful current, Kevin pouted gloomily.

If it is really like a gathering of likes, it is also a beast that the beast rescues.