Ignoring everyone's obstruction, Lu Huan also walked straight into the ward where Wang He was.

It's just that as soon as she entered the room, she felt the strong power of faith in Wang Ji's body.

"Did he summon something he shouldn't have summoned again?"

Lu Huan turned his head to look at Wang Yan and them, and said curiously, "You didn't stop him?" ”

"This ......"

Wang Yan didn't know what to say, he couldn't say that he was summoned to kill your old man.

After seeing these people who kept spitting and spitting, Lu Huan had no choice but to ask, "Okay, you go out first, I'll get him." ”

Without waiting for a few people to say something, Lu Huan also drove them all out directly.

After closing the door again, Lu Huan turned his head to look at Wang He, with a slightly complicated look in his eyes.

After staring at Wang He for a long time, Lu Huan slowly raised his hand, and a red Qi flame emerged from her, forming a transparent red Qi Jin hand above it, and pressed towards Wang He's head.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, Wang He, who was lying motionless on the bed, began to be wrapped in this red flame, and if you looked closely, you could find that the damaged organs in Wang He's body began to slowly recover.

It's just that the more Lu Huan helped Wang He repair his body, the more doubts she had in her heart, and she didn't expect that Wang He's dantian was so broad, and faintly, there seemed to be Qi Qi flowing.

Is this the spirit of the gods in the king's mouth?

It didn't take long for Lu Huan to disconnect Qi Jin and turn around and leave Wang He's ward.

At this time, the king and the whole person are in a kind of mysterious and mysterious world.

Open eyes!

Wang He suddenly opened his eyes and looked nervously at his surroundings, trying to confirm his current situation.

The scene in front of him made him a little dazed, because Wang He was now in a studio, surrounded by a dazzling array of paintings, some of which had already been painted, some of which were line drawings, and even ...... Some of them seem to have been painted to a pulp, and the surrounding scenery is so familiar to Wang He.

"I'm ......"

Wang He looked down at his hands, and saw that his palms were covered with paint, which was completely different from Wang He's living habits.

When he was in Wang's house, Wang He paid attention to cleanliness when painting, but this was not the case.

Thinking of this, Wang couldn't help but look sideways at the standing mirror on the side, but just such a glance unexpectedly unlocked his dusty memory.

Isn't this my previous life, that is, this is the studio in front of me.

He's not......

Thinking of this, Wang He subconsciously activated the Qi energy in his body, and sure enough, at this moment, Wang He realized that he had changed back into an ordinary person.

For a while, Wang He was indeed a little panicked, there was no way, he had been a stranger for more than 20 years, and now he suddenly found that he had no ability, and it was estimated that Zhang Zhiwei would panic.

Are you in a dream?

The king made his way to the door, and when he touched the doorknob, he hesitated, but only hesitated.

Squeak!

Wang He still pushed open the door and walked out of the gloomy studio, looking at the familiar furnishings in the room, he couldn't help but recall his life in his previous life.

The ordinary small family made Wang He a little touched, looking at the food on the table as always, and the notes left by his parents, everything was so nostalgic.

"It's a dream that's a little too real."

Wang He smiled, how he himself died, he knew too well, he died a terrible death!

After putting the note back on the table, Wang He turned around and came to the balcony, looking at the reporters squatting like paparazzi below, the corners of Wang He's mouth couldn't help but show a sneer.

These people really have a "professional spirit", and they are patient enough to squat themselves, maybe when they get downstairs, these people can't wait to put the microphone in their mouths, it's disgusting enough to think about it.

"Since I've left this world, there's no point in missing it......"

Wang He took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the floor, and began to silently run the Four Meditations and Eight Meditations.

As Wang Ji's body and mind began to slowly reach a delicate balance, cracks still appeared in everything around him, and these cracks slowly cracked to the sides, and the gaps became larger and larger, shattering into slag like glass, and disappearing into nothingness.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed directly in front of Wang He, and this bright light became brighter and brighter, slowly illuminating Wang He's whole person.

Perhaps because it was too bright, Wang He opened his eyes and looked over, only to see a bright cyan bead hanging in the air in the dark.

This bead made Wang He have some impressions, as if Zhang Chulan had this bead in his dantian after he passed on the spirit of the gods to him.

In this way, now I should be in the inner vision, and the darkness around me should be my own...... Hara?

Thinking of this, Wang He couldn't help but laugh dumbly, could it be because of his own strength that his dantian was black.

However, this is the first time that Wang He has observed the beads in his dantian so closely.

Recalling the original book, Wang also remembered that Zhang Chulan's dantian should be a "Yuan Baby", and that Yuan Ying could also control his body instead of Zhang Chulan.

According to what he said, his own is "Jindan", but Wang He always has a feeling of inferiority.

Perhaps because of the fantasy bullishness, the Yuan Infant in it is often one level higher than Jin Dan.

And at this moment, a warm Qi energy instantly flowed into Wang He's body from the outside world, and a series of crimson Qi Qi suddenly appeared in the originally dark space, and Wang He could feel that these Qi Qi were constantly swimming in his dantian, like ...... Someone is helping themselves to treat the same.

Is it a pair of hands?

So who is this spellcaster?

Lu Liang?

Or Lu Huan?

If it was Lu Huan, Wang He would be able to breathe a sigh of relief, what does this girl say, the two have worked together very happily over the years.

In all fairness, as long as Lu Huan doesn't do anything that is sorry for the Wang family, Wang has never restricted her, and Wang has also given a lot of help to what Lu Huan wants to do.

But if it's Lu Liang's words, it's hard to say.

Lu Liang has no so-called moral bottom line at all, this force will definitely probe his memory with both hands, this is the most disgusting, and now he can't control his body at all.

"What are the two idiots Wang Yan and Wang Hui doing, at this time, outsiders must not be allowed to touch my body, how can I let the Lu family in!"

Thinking of this, the king did not hesitate and began to try to wake up from this state of divine spirit......