Chapter 82: Armistice
"Damn, this old guy is so hard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”
Liu Jingang had already cast the iron man ability, and the whole person was like a running piece of iron, and the weight was almost several times greater, but when he crashed into the patriarch, it was like hitting an iron plate.
After a long time, Liu Jingang still felt that his head was buzzing, and the force had a counter-effect, and he was also shaken by the huge reaction force.
Behind the patriarch was a marble wall, and when he stood up on crutches, the crowd surrounded him.
As if he was stupid, the patriarch looked at the broken glass container in a daze, the liquid in it had flowed completely, and the needle tube was still bubbling out of the molten iron, and the hot molten iron met the cold liquid, making a zizi sound, and a steam was emitted in the air.
The patriarch's gaze moved behind everyone, Qin Wanli leaned against the marble wall, Aya's wrist was attached to Qin Wanli's mouth, he was asking Qin Wanli to drink her blood, her blood had the function of helping to recover.
"Ahem."
Incomparably bitter hatred squeezed in his chest, and the patriarch opened his mouth, and a stream of blood was coughed up.
At this moment, Qin Wanli opened his eyes.
His eyes were red, his pupils were bloodshot, the burning sensation in his body was suppressed, and with a roll of his eyes, Qin Wanli saw Aya's wrist, which was as pale as jade.
"Or are you still being treated like a beast? Experiment, experiment, ......"
Qin Wanli felt a bitterness in his heart, trying to suppress the bloodthirsty impulse that kept rising in his chest.
"Stop...... Take the ......"
The call in his heart, how could Aya hear it, Aya just thought in his heart, let the divine envoy restore his strength as soon as possible, so that he might be able to solve this troublesome matter as soon as possible.
"It's just, why would the patriarch do this? We ......" Aya, who had never left the slightest corner of Qin Wanli's mouth, stared at the patriarch tightly, and hated it very much in her heart: "Aren't we all God's people?" Patriarch, do you treat the Divine Envoy like this? ”
A pain in her wrist came, and Aya turned her gaze to Qin Wanli's face in confusion.
As soon as Qin Wanli sent his mouth, Aya hurriedly withdrew her wrist.
I can't suck it anymore, if I suck blood again, then I will become a monster, and after gathering the strength of my whole body, Qin Wanli bit down.
Qin Wanli had a little strength, and when he saw that the other side hadn't started fighting, he said with a smile: "Hey, do you want to fight?" ”
"Wolf warrior, what are you making a fuss about?" Hou Dapeng is only level 4, and he didn't go over to join in the fun, so he stayed on the side.
"It's okay, it's just, I miss you a little bit. Ha ha. Qin Wanli smiled, but after laughing, his whole body trembled, and most of the blood was forcibly replaced with molten iron, and Aya's blood also suppressed the temperature a little, otherwise, he would be scorched by the molten iron in his body in a few minutes.
"I've become guinea pigs, and I still have the heart to laugh." Hou Dapeng touched a cold sweat.
Ah Yan took out a handkerchief out of nowhere and carefully wiped the sweat that kept dripping for Qin Wanli.
"Master Hou, can you give me some water to drink, don't you see that I'm about to get dehydrated?" Qin Wanli said with a stiff expression.
Seeing that the patriarch was just looking at Qin Wanli with a cane in a daze, everyone withdrew the encirclement and retreated to surround Qin Wanli.
The few people surrounding the patriarch didn't know that Qin Wanli was suffering from the pain of ten thousand fires, and when they saw that he was fine, they glanced at each other, this was what they had designed before, to keep Qin Wanli, and to talk about the rest.
When Ah Yan heard this, she hurriedly took out a bottle of mineral water from her watch, stretched it out to Qin Wanli's mouth, and fed it.
Gu Gu poured down a bottle of mineral water, and the beads of sweat on Qin Wanli's body instantly increased a lot.
Aya also regained her expression, as if it was someone else who bit him just now, and she didn't know where to find a rag and began to wipe Qin Wanli's sweat.
Qin Wanli only felt a burst of fragrance coming from the hemp rag in Aya's hand into his nostrils, and his mind couldn't help but sober up a little, but the burning heat flowing in his body was not reduced in the slightest, and his body still couldn't move, however, he felt a trace of strength begin to swim in his body, and it should be a strong recovery force at work.
He was sure that it wouldn't be long before his strength returned.
The patriarch, who had regained his expression, walked over step by step on crutches.
Everyone was nervous, and the battle seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.
The prince walked slowly to the front, and when he faced the patriarch, the prince suddenly had an invisible temperament, and the sleeves of the wide robe were windless. The one who should come is always coming, since he can't avoid it, it's just right, Lao Tzu just wants to ask for advice.
"Master." Qin Wanli opened his mouth and said, "It's okay, let the patriarch come over, he is very afraid of me dying now." ”
The patriarch's expression changed slightly, and his footsteps couldn't help but pause when he heard this, so he raised his feet and walked over again.
Looking at Qin Wanli, although the prince was a little puzzled, he still turned sideways and got out of the way.
Amen slowly raised his hand, if anything changed, he was the only one who could quickly rescue Qin Wanli.
The people got out of the way, and when the patriarch had walked over, they surrounded it again.
The patriarch glanced at Aya, squatted down in front of Qin Wanli, and stretched out his palm.
Ah Yan stretched out her hand to block the palm covered with green tendons like dead tree bark, and said angrily, "What do you want to do?" ”
"Okay, it's okay, he's here to save your husband." Qin Wanli's fingers moved, but his arm still didn't rise, it was too painful.
Ah Yan reluctantly took her hand back.
The patriarch's dull but slender fingers like withered branches rested on Qin Wanli's wrist.
"I really didn't expect that the patriarch would still have a pulse." Qin Wanli smiled bitterly and joked, but when he didn't want to laugh, the muscles on his body trembled, which aggravated his pain even more.
The fine beads of sweat seeped out very quickly, and strings of beads of sweat slid down Qin Wanli's cheeks.
Ah Yan has not stopped wiping her sweat from the beginning, and the movements on her hands have become proficient.
"Another bottle of water." Qin Wanli said with a straight face.
Ah Yan was stunned: "Huh? Oh. ”
Pouring a bottle of mineral water into his stomach again, Qin Wanli's body felt better.
After a while, everyone felt something strange and focused their eyes on Qin Wanli's face.
"What's wrong? Is my face spent? Qin Wanli asked.
"No flowers, don't you feel it?" Hou Dapeng said.
"What does it feel?" Qin Wanli looked at his body with difficulty, only to see that a puff of water vapor began to evaporate from his body at some point. "This?"
Liu Jingang took out a bottle of mineral water and poured it directly on the top of Qin Wanli's head.