The deadwood-like face gradually warmed up, and there was a hint of blood.

The sparse yellow white hair starts at the roots and slowly turns a deep brown.

The back that was stiffened by the pain slowly stretched.

Under Luo Xingcen's magical power, Liang Lao gradually changed from an old man like a dead man to an uncle who fell asleep.

Liang Lao's eyes were closed, but he was no longer desperate, and even a little peaceful.

Luo Xingcen breathed a sigh of relief.

The physiology of this old man has been almost completely destroyed, and all his internal organs are in tatters, and he is really running out of oil.

Luo Xingcen's optimization of this old man is not to heal a wound, but to give his body vitality.

Fortunately, she has already cultivated the Great Perfection of Demon Cultivation, otherwise it would be difficult to do it.

Now that the treatment has begun, Luo Xingcen is very responsible.

It was not just to save the old man's life, but to use his own magic energy to restore the old man's body to the state of a normal and healthy person.

As for the problem of being a little thin, you are healthy, your digestion is normal, and you can naturally raise meat when you go back and eat well.

"Master, where is He Qianyao?" Luo Xingcen looked at Zhu He with an irrepressible look in his eyes.

She didn't expect that one day Master would use her lover to negotiate terms with her.

Zhu He has been greedily staring at the black and thin little face in front of him since Luo Xingcen started to use his magic energy.

He knew that she had done some disguises, she wasn't like that, but he could feel her and see her through these disguises.

"Master?" Luo Xingcen was shocked by Zhu He's somewhat burning eyes, and hurriedly shouted again.

This time, the tone softened again.

After all, Master was so good to her, how could she really blame him.

"Girl, Master assures you that He Qianyao is fine, can we ......" When the matter came to an end, Zhu He's heart suddenly tightened a little.

"Can't! Master, I have done what you asked, you can't ......"

Before Luo Xingcen's words were finished, tears had already slipped down the corners of his eyes.

"Don't cry!" Zhu He's eyes hurt from being pierced by the crystal tears, and he hurriedly reached out to help her wipe it off.

"Then can you promise me that you will never ignore me, forget it, I shouldn't force you to ...... like this" Zhu He's words sounded obviously a little weak, Luo Xingcen thought that something had happened to He Qianyao, and his eyes suddenly widened, staring directly at Zhu He.

But seeing the master who had always been calm, his fingers trembled and pinched his hand, and then a blue light flashed, and the master became He Qianyao.

Luo Xingcen had almost hit himself.

He Qianyao, who was dressed in a black combat uniform, had light brown eyes that were not clear for the first time, but nervous.

He didn't know if Xingcen would blame him, or if he couldn't accept this chaotic relationship and make a decision that he couldn't afford......

The silence was like a hand that was about to choke someone's throat, and just when He Qianyao was about to suffocate, the black and thin young man in front of him suddenly rubbed his nose.

Stunned, he asked, "This, how did this happen?" ”

Luo Xingcen's heart was about to jump out of his throat at this time.

She felt that her face and neck were about to burn, but in fact, due to the excellent hiding power of the brown and black dye applied on her face, in He Qianyao's opinion, her little girl had no expression on the side, which was really too calm.

Her first reaction was to care about how he did it.

What a surprise!