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Taking off the single glasses hanging from the hooked nose, the patriarch stared at the passage not far away, and looked at Qin Wanli in the glassware, the blood circulation device was still running.

Picking up the strange crutches resting behind him, the patriarch walked towards the passage step by step with the crutches.

On the screen of the monitor, the straight lines have a faint undulation.

Qin Wanli's spirit twitched, and he only felt that thousands of bloodthirsty ants were constantly devouring the muscles on his body.

With each convulsion, the tearing pain on the body increased.

But he couldn't control the twitching of his body at all, and the vajra claws on his hands clanged, cutting through the liquid in the glass container and touching the air.

The liquid that came into contact with the blade of the Vajra Claw turned into water vapor, steaming above the glass container.

Tick tick tick.

The straight lines on the computer monitor fluctuated violently, like the waves of a rough typhoon, undulating and irregular.

Qin Wanli's heart rate became even faster, and his breathing became no longer smooth.

Ah Yan looked motionlessly at the patriarch who kept walking towards her, and her heart instantly rose to her throat.

The strange cane in the patriarch's hand kept vibrating with a faint amplitude, as if to guide the way.

Ah Yan saw that the patriarch slowly lifted the crutches, as if he was shackled by his body, if she forced herself not to move to escape, then at this moment she couldn't move even if she wanted to, the crutches seemed to have magical power, so that the air around Ah Yan's body was solidified, Ah Yan couldn't move the slightest, and the beads of sweat condensed out, gathered in an instant, and flowed down along Ah Yan's bangs.

At that moment, there was a ticking sound.

Without much thought, the patriarch turned around and walked back with his cane.

Only then did Qin Wanli see it clearly, and then he remembered his current situation, in fact, he knew it when he opened his eyes just now, but he didn't expect it.

It turned out that he was still breathing in this liquid.

But he couldn't think about it anymore, because once again there was a violent, almost unbearable itching sensation in his body.

Moreover, he began to suffocate.

The heat from his body boiled the liquid in the container he was in, and the oxygen in the liquid was consumed in less than a moment.

Struggling to no avail, a large amount of liquid was sucked into Qin Wanli's lungs, not as cool as he imagined, the liquid was also hot, inside and out, Qin Wanli felt that he would soon be melted.

Seeing Qin Wanli, whose struggle gradually subsided, the patriarch quickened his pace.

At first, Qin Wanli was not struggling because the blood vessels around his heart were blocked, and his breathing became slow, but with his strong recovery power, as long as the blood vessels recovered, then he would not be harmed.

But this is different, the anxious mood makes the blood flow faster, the temperature rises sharply and the oxygen in the liquid flows faster, and if no remedial measures are taken, the exchange transfusion test will fail.

Yes, as long as the real blood is not replaced with metal, then the experiment is a failure.

The patriarch took three steps and made two steps, and before he could reach the side of the container, he raised the cane in his hand, and after taking two large steps again, the patriarch put the cane into the container.

As soon as the crutches came into contact with the liquid, the boiling liquid became docile, as if it had become alive.

Ah Yan watched everything that happened at this moment from afar, her heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe, her beloved was suffering inhumanely, but she was powerless to stop it.

Without making a sound, Ah Yan moved lightly and began to search.

This underground laboratory is very large, not much better than the three-body laboratory in Weihe City.

She had to find the rest of her companions first and gather the strength of everyone to rescue Qin Wanli.

"Wait for me."

Silently chanting Qin Wanli's name in his heart, Ah Yan took advantage of the patriarch's inattention and disappeared.

Qin Wanli stopped twitching, closed his eyes, and the entire container calmed down.

The patriarch put away the crutches, wiped the sweat left on his forehead, turned his head to look at the original place, turned around again, held the crutches in his left hand, and stroked the stone box again with his right hand.

A flickering flame burst out of the palm of his right hand, and the temperature of the stone box suddenly rose.

A thick silvery-white liquid raged in the glass pipe, and the speed at which it was injected into Qin Wanli's body along the needle tube was once again significantly improved.

Qin Wanli, who had his eyes closed, didn't seem to have wiped it, and the temperature of his body now had reached a temperature that was unacceptable to normal humans.

If it weren't for this unknown liquid soaking, I'm afraid that even if Qin Wanli had a stronger recovery power, he wouldn't be able to keep his body from being violated.

In fact, Qin Wanli's body was also riddled with holes at this moment.

The patriarch stayed for a moment, and when he saw that Qin Wanli was still with his eyes closed, he left with a strange cane.

After the patriarch's figure disappeared into the passage, Qin Wanli suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes.

……

Ah Yan found her companion, and as she watched them being locked in a glass container, Ah Yan's eyes turned red.

These companions must be rescued, and only by gathering the strength of all of us can Qin Wanli be rescued.

But who to save first?

After thinking for a moment, Ah Yan set her sights on the Gate of Hell and the Prince.

As long as Amen, the gate of hell, thought that his ability could easily save everyone, but what if he had to run away?

No matter who is the first to save, it will be exposed.

If exposed, everyone is in danger.

The prince is actually the most suitable person, he is the master that Qin Wanli just worshipped, and he didn't even care about killing his two entourage.

However, what about after rescuing the prince?

He won't necessarily run, but is he capable of saving Qin Wanli?

The answer is obvious, the prince's ability is not enough to rescue Qin Wanli.

We can't waste time thinking about who to save first, the patriarch seems to have discovered her existence just now.

Weighing the pros and cons, only by saving the gates of hell first can we rescue everyone faster.

Before thinking about it, Ah Yan pulled out the mountain axe and took a deep breath.

It's just that before Ah Yan wielded the mountain axe, the gate of hell that was still in the glassware opened his eyes.

A wave of water appeared beside Ah Yan out of thin air, and then a hand stretched out and dragged Ah Yan in without saying a word.

Yes......

Ah Yan's abrupt cries still echoed in the air.

The patriarch was on crutches, and the thin but unusually steady figure appeared in Ah Yan's previous position.

Looking at the crutches that had stopped shaking, the patriarch frowned.

Holding his cane, the patriarch focused his gaze on the face of Amen, the Gate of Hell.