The old scholar sighed: "No, there are some diseases in this world that are incurable, and this kind of disease is life-threatening." ”

Hera looked at Alain in a daze, and tears flowed down her eyes again. She couldn't believe that this girl with the brightest smile and the most beautiful had only three months left to live.

It was hard for Hera to imagine how she could still laugh at such a time, this was just a child less than ten years old, did she not understand the horror of death, or did she see through life and death?

"Sister, don't cry. The girl said obediently: "Teacher, I would have died three years ago, and after living for so long, Alain is already very satisfied." ”

Hera asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Alan said: "Don't be afraid, teacher, never give up on fate, even if the gods want to take away your soul, you must puff up your chest, look at them proudly, and let them know that people will not go to death by deference." ”

......

......

Hera has changed.

The first time Ye Hao saw her, he felt that Hera was different from before. It's just that the difference doesn't come up.

She still covered most of her face with a piece of silk veil, revealing only a pair of moving eyes.

She still laughs, just like in the past month or so, using a smile to hide the pain and sadness in her heart, the barbarian girl is not good at covering up her emotions, how can the careful Ye Hao not see that she is just trying hard not to let her heart decay, because of this, Ye Hao has been guarding her for more than a month, just afraid that she will not want to do stupid things in the meeting.

However, at this time, Hera felt completely different from before, and her body exuded an aura full of vitality and vitality, as if she had lived again.

Ye Hao told her about Qiu He's promise to Hera, and the barbarian girl was also very happy, but her eyes were surprisingly calm, and she didn't seem to care so much about whether she could heal her wounds.

For Hera, Ye Hao never hides his doubts when he has them, but he didn't find an answer after half of the 'interrogation'.

Anyway, Hera was able to go back to before, Ye Hao was happy from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't continue to dwell on this issue, after the third time, he took Hera back to the temple and saw Qiu He in the divine tower that outsiders couldn't approach at all.

The Grand Priest stared at the wound on Hera's face for a moment, and asked Ye Hao if he wanted to watch from the sidelines or wait outside.

Ye Hao naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity to use high-level divine techniques to heal and watch, the great priest smiled, reminding him that the picture might be a little bloody, but no matter what he saw, he couldn't disturb it. Ye Hao nodded yes.

The high priest led Hera to a remote room with only a wooden bed, and two clergymen were already waiting by the bedside.

Hera lay down on the bed.

"Myogenic surgery can heal wounds, but the process is a little painful, in order to ensure that your new skin can be completely consistent with the surrounding skin, I will not give you any pain-relieving drugs, child, hold back. The High Priest finally told Hera.

Treatment began quickly.

In Ye Hao's mind, the magic treatment of injuries is extremely simple, the priest only needs to recite the divine language, and a holy light descends, which can make the injured person's injuries heal quickly.

But when he saw Qiu He's treatment process for Hera, he knew that he was wrong.

The first to do it was a clergyman, who sliced open Hera's cheek with a silvery-white knife, revealing the charred flesh and the purple-black blood that was sticky.

"These are flesh and blood and meridians that have been burned and withered by fire poison, and they need to be all stripped out and emptied before they can be treated with divine magic, otherwise they will have attacks in the future if they are hidden inside. Although the magic is powerful, not all injuries can be healed. ”

The great priest looked at Ye Hao, who was about to speak and explained.

Ye Hao watched quietly from the side, he had experienced a hundred battles, he was used to seeing bloodshed and death, and there were not a few people who had killed him with his own hands, but when he saw the wound on Hera's face, a tingling pain suddenly welled up in his heart.

"This is a sword wound left by a swordsman who has practiced Dongyi's 'Fire Candle Devouring Yin Technique', after a person is stabbed, the poisonous fire will remain in the body, slowly eroding the flesh under the skin, until a toxin spreads throughout the injured person's body, it will spontaneously combust and burn it to ashes, if my guess is correct, Hera's entire face should be eroded by the fire poison. ”

These words frightened Ye Hao into a cold sweat.

Hera received the best treatment from the Long family after being injured, and in private, Ye Hao had planned for the worst, even if she didn't invite the great priest, Hera just had an extra scar on her face, at least she was still alive.

Now when he heard Qiu He's words, he realized that his thoughts were too true, the continent was so big, and there were countless miraculous skills, even if he had never relaxed his cultivation and reading, and thought that he was more knowledgeable than the vast majority of cultivators in the world, there were still some things that were completely unfamiliar. Like 'Fire Candle Devouring Yin Formula', this is the first time he has heard it.

Purple-black blood ran down Hera's face, and another cleric hurriedly wiped the blood with a clean piece of gauze.

"People who have been hit by the Yin Devouring Sword will have extremely painful wounds every time they are born, and for more than a month, this female doll has suffered a lot. ”

"What? Are you, for more than a month, the poison will attack every night?" Ye Hao said in surprise.

"yes, it will last for an hour or two, what, you don't know?"

Ye Hao did not hide the great priest, and when he entered the Divine Tower, he was Hera his woman.

Ye Hao smiled miserably: "I'm just an idiot." ”

Qiu He was stunned, and a look of admiration flashed in his eyes when he looked at Hera, many years ago he had seen a cultivator who had been injured by the Fire Candle Devouring Yin Technique, and after being injured, he chose to commit suicide after half a month because he couldn't bear the sharp pain of the wound attack every night.

"Huh?"

The High Priest looked at the cut on Hera's face and frowned slightly.

"How?"

Ye Hao suddenly became nervous.

The Great Priest said, "There seems to be a strange energy in her body that suppresses the spread of toxins. ”

Ye Hao took a step forward and didn't see anything unusual: "Is it the power of medicine? In the past month or so, she has taken a lot of elixirs. ”

The archpriest stretched out his right hand, and a faint pink light floated from his fingertips and landed on Hera's wound.

"It's not like a medicine, it's like a ......"

"What is it?"

The Great Priest shook his head: "Impossible, if it was really that kind of power, her injuries would have healed a long time ago, how could she wait until now......"

Ye Hao was a little baffled by the reaction of the great priest, looking at the way he was contemplative and muttering to himself, he consciously did not interject, just like Zhu Zhu and Su Ning'er, the more anxious Ye Hao was, the calmer he would be, which seemed to have become an instinct for him.