Chapter 53: Forty-Nine Days

Zhang Yanchen gritted his teeth and said without hesitation: "I can bear it." ”

"Very well, I'll help you untie it in forty-nine days." Heng Qian said, turned around and went out, and with a wave of his hand, he laid down three prohibitions, stopping the trotting crowd who wanted to enter.

The refining soul came out at some point, standing behind the trot, looking inside worriedly.

"It's all scattered, don't gather around here, the ban has the ability to recoil, you'd better not touch it." After Hengqian finished speaking, he strode away.

The trot sat on the stone steps at the door, and after half a sound, he asked the soul refiner: "You are by my sister's side, why are you still ......?"

"Since she found someone from her own family, she thought that she would do it without doing anything, so she voluntarily drank the glass of wine." Soul refining said.

The trot smiled lightly, and then sighed: "These forty-nine days, I have to survive!" ”

"Ah......" In the room, Zhang Yanchen's painful voice came out, muffled and seemed to come out of his throat, and he couldn't hear it if he didn't listen carefully.

The trot couldn't listen, so he stood up and walked out into the distance, only to stop when he couldn't hear it.

Soul Refining followed her and asked her, "Actually, your ability can already forcibly terminate the contract between you and Ah Chen, why are you still willing to follow Ah Chen?" ”

A super divine beast, so powerful and so proud, why would he be willing to follow Zhang Yanchen's side?

Trott smiled when he heard this, and suddenly leaned lightly on the shoulder of the soul refiner, looked at the closed door, and said, "Do you know? For as long as I can remember, I was alone at the foot of that cliff, with no friends, no family, and I was very timid. Later, my sister appeared, and I knew that she was good to me for a purpose, but I just followed her, willingly. Because, my sister is very good to me. ”

Both of them have been with Zhang Yechen since he was ten years old, watching Zhang Yechen grow from a little girl to the present.

Zhang Yanchen has a very good feeling on his body.

She is resolute, strong, insistent on her heart, kind but not brainless kindness, she is good to everyone. And she loves Cangwu alone, she can even give up her life for her friends, she seems to be indifferent and cold, but she actually has a fiery and gentle heart.

It's just that I was badly injured before, so I developed a cold and thin temperament to protect myself.

"Actually, when I was able to transform my body and get a part of the inheritance memory, I knew what my name was, I originally had a name, my name was Tianxing, but I liked my sister to call me trot, so I never said it."

"Tianxing, it's a domineering name." Refining Soul rubbed his trotting hair and chuckled softly.

The two of them looked peaceful, but their eyes were fixed on the closed door, and there was a person they cared about the most, who was suffering.

Seven seven and forty-nine days, like long and endless years, stagnate, difficult to survive.

No one dared to approach any room, for fear of hearing the heart-wrenching roar inside!

The painful sound was like a sharp blade, the knife cut into the body, pierced into the flesh, the blunt knife cut the flesh, inhuman torture.

Forty-nine days finally passed in the prayers of everyone, and Hengqian, who had disappeared for forty-nine days, appeared at the door of the room, waved his hand to remove the ban, and pushed the door open.

The men did not dare to go in, trotting down with heavy steps to the room, bypassing the screen to see the man bound by chains on the bed.

Under the snow-white sheets, it was as if someone had poured blood, a bloody stain.

Zhang Yanchen's eyes were closed, his face was as pale as paper, his hair was scattered and congealed with blood, he trotted to cover his mouth, and tears fell instantly.

She stepped forward with trembling hands, recited the dust cleansing technique to remove the blood stains on Zhang Yanchen's body, and Hengqian came in and took away the chains.

The epithelial flesh of Zhang Yanchen's wrist has been severely worn, and the wrist bones exposed to the flesh can be seen, as well as on the feet.

The trot picked up Zhang Yanchen and fed the elixir that had been prepared long ago into Zhang Yanchen's mouth, and the immortal yuan was submerged into Zhang Yanchen's body, urging the medicinal power to take effect as soon as possible.

The flesh of Zhang Yanchen's wrist grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally it was intact, just looking at the pink flesh, he knew that it was newly long at a glance.

Heng Qian looked at the trotting baby's appearance, sighed and said: "She is mentally damaged, she can only wake up tomorrow, and when she wakes up, give her this pill to eat." ”

trotted out the medicine bottle and nodded: "Thank you." ”

Heng Qian looked at Zhang Yanchen's unconscious face, this child, in forty-nine days of torture, actually used his mind to force out the poisonous blood in his body, this ability, I am afraid that it is difficult for a person like Xianjun to do it.

Although the process is painful, in this way, the body will not have sequelae.

After a stick of incense, he trotted Zhang Yanchen out of the house and said to Qingluo: "Clean up inside, and then go and prepare food." ”

"Senior aunt, she ......" Qingluo looked at Zhang Yanchen's unconscious face worriedly.

"Sister is fine." The trot hugged Zhang Yanchen and was about to walk to his room, but he saw Xing Xihe and a group of more than a dozen people standing three meters away, looking at Zhang Yanchen with complicated eyes.

These people, after being caught by the Li family, were tortured badly, and finally brought back by Zhang Wuye.

For forty-nine days, no one was in the mood to speak, Xingxi and the others knew what had happened, and they felt guilty and blamed themselves, and it was time to stay outside the courtyard.

I couldn't help it first, and stepped forward and asked softly, "Senior sister, ...... I'm sorry. ”

"When my sister wakes up, you can talk about it." With a cold face, the trot turned and entered his room.

That's right, she complained about Xingxi and them, just because she felt sorry for her sister.

Soul Refining followed in and whispered, "You hate them? ”

"No, it's just a bad mood." Trotting carefully covered Zhang Yanchen with a quilt, sat at the head of the bed and said softly.

Refining Soul raised his eyebrows and truthfully said his feelings: "Actually, their hearts are not happy, you look at their guilty and self-reproachful faces, you ...... It's too harsh. ”

"I don't, and even if I do, so what?" The trot asked rhetorically.

Soul Refining was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then sighed, and returned to the Soul Refining Tower, no longer appearing.

The trot has also been very tired these days, and seeing that Zhang Yanchen is okay at the moment, he leaned on the head of the bed and fell asleep.

Outside, there were occasional insect chirping, birds chirping, and the faint fragrance of flowers was blown in by the breeze, and the veil fluttered.

The night gradually fell, and in the dimness, a figure appeared in the room, he was black-haired and blue-dressed, his face was covered with a silver mask, and the lips exposed under the mask were cold and lightly, looking down at Zhang Yanchen's white face.

The trot on the side seemed to feel something, his eyes opened in an instant, and as soon as he saw the blue skirt embroidered with dragon patterns, his eyes suddenly went black and he fainted.

The man in blue bent down and gently picked up Zhang Yanchen on the bed, as if he was holding a rare treasure, and a smile finally appeared on his thin lips.

"You're still mine after all, and this time, I won't let it go, and you'll never want to run away from me, unless...... I'm dead! (To be continued.) )