He didn't dare to say anything about this, let alone tell his wife, so he could only bury it in his heart, and he carried it silently alone, and over time, the pressure accumulated on him can be imagined.

It's rare that he hasn't completely collapsed so far.

In front of Shui Moche, the strong man's long-standing camouflage has all fallen off......

Shui Mo Che quietly waited for the strong man to vent his emotions, and after seeing that his mood gradually calmed down, Shui Mo Che slowly spoke:

"Although I can't help you recover your strength for the time being, I can help you so that your strength does not continue to retreat. ”

The strong man's breathing instantly stalled. He slowly raised his head, looking at Shui Moche in disbelief.

Quenching the eighth layer of the body, this strength is already the last level of existence in the Middle Feather Domain. But in the mortal world, he is a rare master. As long as you don't mess with the big family, there is no problem with self-preservation.

The strong man could see the strength of Shui Moche at a glance, indicating that his original realm was definitely not low. Not to mention, he also has a wealth of experience. Leapfrogging battles is certainly not a problem.

Ink Che is not a person who is overflowing with compassion, and she naturally has her own purpose in doing so.

"You eat this first. ”

Shui Moche threw a pill at the strong man, not even a porcelain bottle, so he threw it away at random.

The strong man reflexively caught it, subconsciously glanced at Shui Moche, and then carefully identified the pill in his hand, but found that he had never seen it. Then he thought about it, and all the pills he had seen had never worked, so he didn't think about it, and swallowed the pills directly.

The strong man is so refreshing, naturally not because he is not afraid of death, but because Shui Moche really wants to kill him, why should he be so troublesome?

"Pranayama. ”

As soon as he swallowed the pill, Shui Moche's voice came. The strong man immediately sat down on the ground and began to pranayama.

Shui Moche looked at the strong man who closed his eyes and breathed thoughtfully.

Although she did not know how to heal, the elixirs she refined were accompanied by detailed instructions in the book, and the applicable symptoms were marked. Among them, there is a high-level pill called 'Baojing Dan', which is aimed at the disease described by the strong man.

Well, based on past experience, it should be, probably, probably fine.

Ink Che is also uncertain, after all, he has never tried it.

The strong man was immersed in cultivation, and as soon as he ran for a week, he clearly felt that his realm had retreated faster.

In daily life, although spiritual power will also be lost, the speed is quite slow, but as long as he uses spiritual power, the realm will retreat exponentially, so he easily does not make a move. At this time, it was even more powerful than when he used his spiritual power to speed up the removal of the ink and water!

It is certain that this happening has a lot to do with the pill that the boy just gave him!

The strong man stood up, his face full of grief and indignation, and the whole person was negative and decadent.

He almost opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. Finally, he looked up at the sky, and then slowly closed his eyes, his face full of pathos.

"Did you miscalculate this time?"

Shui Moche saw the strong man's reaction and frowned.

She had also felt the experience of seeing hope and falling into despair again. The strong man is in the mood now, and she can understand.

Shui Moche felt a little guilty, and just wanted to apologize, but saw that the strong man suddenly opened his eyes, and his face slowly turned from sad to happy, and he opened his mouth in surprise, his eyes widened, and he looked at her in horror.

Sure enough, the pill refined according to the prescription of the Extreme Dan Dao has never disappointed her!

Shui Moche was also infected by the strong man's emotions, revealing a gratifying smile.

"Well, Engong, please bow down to Zhou Yan!"

The strong man was so excited that he almost cried with joy, and his speech was a little stumbling. This is the first time he has reported his name in front of Shui Moche.

Before Zhou Yan could kneel, Shui Moche raised his hand to stop him.

"Uncle Yan, don't torture me, I can't afford this worship. Moreover, this elixir treats the symptoms but not the root cause, it can only make your realm no longer collapse, but it can't allow you to continue to cultivate and improve your realm. ”

"I'm very satisfied that I can keep my current strength. Zhou Yan said sincerely.

Shui Moche asked, "Let me take the liberty of asking, what realm of spiritual cultivation did Uncle Yan have?"

She estimated that Zhou Yan should be the least, and he was also a master of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Zhou Yan looked at the deep eyes of the young man in front of him, as magnificent and gorgeous as the stars. It was this boy who brought him hope for life from the beginning.

But......

"Can I not say it?" Before Shui Moche could answer, Zhou Yan denied himself: "You're right, it's better to wait for nothing than to know nothing." This is not the place to talk, you come with me. ”

After speaking, Zhou Yan was going to prepare to leave here with Shui Moche.

"It's okay, there are only you and me within a radius of 10,000 meters. ”

I didn't take two steps when I heard the sound of ink and ink behind me.

This place itself is already extremely remote, although Zhou Yan wanted to get rid of the ink and wash before, but he did not dare to take it lightly, so as not to harm his wife and children, and everywhere he passed was inaccessible.

Zhou Yan looked at Shui Moche with a greeting face.

"Well, it just so happens that my mental strength is so much stronger than that of ordinary people. ”

After speaking, Shui Moche also used his thumb and index finger to draw towards Zhou Yan, about a centimeter away.

The corners of Zhou Yan's mouth twitched, obviously not believing.

What he didn't believe was naturally not Shui Moche's spiritual power, but what he doubted in her mouth.

Ink shrugged.

"Don't worry, no one heard our conversation before, unless that person is mentally superior to me. ”

Zhou Yan was a little speechless: No wonder this young man has always been fearless, and he is alone in fear!

The size of the spiritual power determines the strength of the divine consciousness, according to what Shui Moche said, the range of 10,000 meters is within her divine consciousness, and the spiritual power that can surpass the spiritual power of this little monster in front of her, even if Zhou Yan's strength is still at its peak, it is completely incomparable.

What a terrible teenager!

Now that it is safe, Zhou Yan is no longer verbose, and said an answer that surprised Shui Moche:

"I used to be a Golden Spirit Root Cultivator at the ninefold peak of the Yin and Yang Realm!"

"But ......," Shui Moche asked with a frown.

But before she finished speaking, Zhou Yan continued as if she knew what she wanted to ask:

"But I'm obviously a soulless monk now, am I?"

Shui Moche nodded.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but snort coldly, and said hatefully: "But all of this is indeed true!

This news shocked Shui Moche.

"Someone would actually dig up someone else's spiritual root?" Shui Moche said in surprise.

Zhou Yan showed a look of disdain, gritted his teeth and said: "There is nothing despicable, those people can't do it!"