"I think she's so pitiful, and I want to try something new."

Ye Hanjun was half-true and half-false, and he talked naturally:

"How can anyone pierce a hole in the chest of a soul and imprison it day and night?"

"Whether this is a salvage or another form of humiliation, I think only the witch herself knows."

"There's no way around it......"

Shen Jiaoyun tried to explain, but was immediately interrupted by Ye Hanjun:

"It doesn't matter, the contract is done, and the past is over."

"As for the future, maybe I'll pay for my arrogance."

"But whether it's the witch out of control and threatening my personal safety, or because of my weak skills, it's difficult to compete in the same rank, or if I'm stuck in the clay sculpture in the future, I can't even fly to the Xiazhao Womb......"

"These causes and effects, these costs, will be borne by myself."

Ye Hanjun, who could roughly guess the other party's thoughts, did not forget to add:

"Of course, if I'm lucky, I'll be lucky enough to improve the witch's condition and help her regain her stability and health."

"Correspondingly, I can also enjoy good fortune."

"The spell skills of the witch vein, if they can be played normally, whether it is the effect or the power, it is still a very exciting ......"

Acupuncture has been precisely inserted into the acupuncture points, and Shen Jiaoyun only needs to split a small part of his mind in order to maintain the power of casting.

Most of the rest of their minds heard Ye Hanjun's understatement so lightly, and the expression on his face was indescribably absurd.

It must be admitted that the extraordinary contract vision indirectly proves that Han Jun is absolutely brilliant in terms of personal talent or life opportunities.

But still the same sentence.

It's a gray glitter! This is the Spirit of the Turbidity!

Shen Jiaoyun also thought that Han Jun had found some great opportunity and had helped the witch make changes.

At such a close distance, with acupuncture, the witch's wounds were steadily repaired.

All she could feel was the reduction of the witch's pain, a slight improvement in her mental state, and the spiritual world was no longer so dark and numb.

But what's the use of this, in the real flesh and blood, a single chaos is no longer enough to describe.

Misalignment of organs, distortion of meridians, slow flow of blood......

I don't even know if it's an illusion, Shen Jiaoyun actually caught a wisp of lingering dead qi in the deepest part of his flesh and blood, and he couldn't contain it no matter what, he could only watch it spread little by little, little by little.

How soon will the witch die?

Han Jun shouldn't have discovered this yet, right?

If that's the case, the confident contract shouldn't make a fuss, right?

"Baaa! Baa~~~"

The water goat is not idle, and is also using the "water mist spraying" at the level of hundred patterns to try to heal the wounds of the desert witch.

The water element it controls is not an ordinary spring in nature, but a special liquid containing healing factors, which has a sky-blue appearance.

The key position it locks onto, of course, is the large bloody hole in the chest of the desert witch.

Such a shocking injury, with the injection of water mist, the details that are difficult to microscopic actually breed dense granulations.

They squirm slowly, but they don't stop.

This made the water goats who were casting spells with all their strength wet their fur and bleated in a short time, making it harder than a bison plowing the fields.

"How sure are you that you can regain the full power of the Wicans?"

Bingji was silent for a long time, and suddenly spoke.

At this time, on his face, the cold and cold meaning disappeared for the most part, and it was difficult to guess the true thoughts in his heart.

"It's hard to say."

Ye Hanjun pondered it and felt that it was necessary to reveal some news, otherwise it would be inconvenient to get out:

"My original intention is very simple, since the gray and shiny traits are difficult to change, then find a way to wash off this label and help her mutate the bloodline."

"Only in this way can the desert witch get the space that normal spirits should have, so that they will not be despised by the world."

Bingji tugged at the corners of his mouth and quieted down again.

There is no objection to the mutation of bloodline, which is the way for the lower spirits to rely on to ascend.

Once the right method is found, the originally indestructible bloodline barrier may be broken through.

It's the same thing with the Desert Witch.

Since there is a defect in itself, if the gene mutation is promoted, there is indeed a chance to break it and regain its life.

But change the bloodline to break the game.

It's easy to say, but is it really easy to do?

Similar thoughts, whether it is him or Master Peony, have actually had it.

Including star mentors, including big names at the level of vice presidents.

When I first saw the witch, I had the idea that it was impossible to bypass the option of mutation.

The result? Either you don't dare to try, or you stop in the middle of the road.

"There are few sightings of witch spirits in the giant frog pond, and there are naturally very few related studies."

"This means that if you want to help the Wu clan mutate the bloodline, the difficulty coefficient is dozens of times that of common spirits."

Shen Jiaoyun twisted his eyebrows and analyzed seriously:

"Then, for the gray flash."

"The only information available is that they are born with defects that are too severe for any one to make up for their success, either way......"

Shen Jiaoyun didn't finish speaking, and he stopped talking.

Ye Hanjun understood the meaning of her words.

Roughly speaking, a single problem can be regarded as a problem of the last century.

The two are superimposed on each other, and the difficulty skyrockets hundreds of times, and there is no upper limit.

To this extent, no matter what reason, what talent, what experience......

It's really hard to try to convince people that they can succeed in the end.

"Try it." Ye Hanjun chuckled, "As the saying goes, if you don't hit the south wall, you won't look back, and you won't give up until you reach Huangquan." ”

"My resolve was solidified the moment I signed the contract, and I will not be shaken by the so-called gossip until I have my head bled out."

"Okay." Shen Jiaoyun sighed, "They are all adults, and they have to bear the consequences for their choices." ”

"Since you choose a witch, treat her well."

"Her past experience may be even more tragic than we imagined."

"If you chill her heart again, you may not turn black one day, and when the fish dies and the net is broken, and you are buried with your dependents, there will be no place to cry......"

"Okay, remember Assistant Teacher Shen's advice."

Ye Hanjun nodded, this suggestion was also one of his core ideas, and it was worthy of recognition.

"By the way, I've always wanted to ask, why are you holding the badge of a teaching assistant?"

The situation stabilized, and Shen Jiaoyun's tense mood relaxed slightly.

The pent-up curiosity naturally awakens.

"At such a young age, the spirit is still just contracted...... Who opened the back door for you to jump into this position? ”

"Oh, Director Jiang Yongnian."

Ye Hanjun didn't want to explain too much, so he threw the pot directly:

"If you doubt my identity, you can go to him, and he can prove it to me."

"The rest is a long story, signing a contract today consumes too much of my mind, so I won't talk about it here."

As he spoke, Ye Hanjun faced the person with the highest voice on the seventh layer and asked:

"Master C, can you let me go?"

"If you don't plan to let me compensate, then you owe a favor by default."

"In the future, if the rescue center is in need, and I happen to be able to help...... All are welcome. ”

"Qiang—"

Bingji put away his greatsword and walked towards the entrance without looking back.

An indifferent voice reverberated between the passages of the seventh floor, and its flavor was deep:

"As a teacher, you must be like a teacher."

"This is Canghai Pavilion, look at the badge on your chest, don't insult your identity."

The third season is drifting away.

The bulging Quyin Bat had to leave with its master.

"Hard work Assistant Shen."

"But this kind of treatment is almost your limit, right? Don't overwork it, let's stop there. ”

Ye Hanjun thanked Shen Jiaoyun.

At that time, the large hole in the desert witch's chest had not yet fully healed.

Relying on acupuncture, she stopped bleeding.

But more than half of the cut wounds turned into scars, crooked, and ugly and hideous than the long-legged black centipede.

"Well, the rest is up to you." Shen Jiaoyun didn't brace it.

She is indeed a second-order medical dependent, but she has an excess workload every day.

An initiative such as "acupuncture" has a certain burden every time it is used, and it is not something that can be squandered at will.

The same goes for water goats.

The Twin of Kasumi, released in its heyday, "Water Mist Spray", may not be able to cure such a bad Desert Witch at once.

Incomplete, after ten minutes of casting, it is already very tired.

If you don't soak in the water or rest, it will pass out.

"Let's go back to the contract space, which also helps to restore bodily functions."

Ye Hanjun's heart moved, and the imprint on the wrist of his left hand bloomed with a ray of light.

I saw the goose yellow light flash away, and the desert witch disappeared.

All that remained was blood and sand splattered everywhere, and the ground was full of mess.

"Hey, classmates over there, you've been watching it for so long, do you want to come out and say hello?"

The Night Cold Monarch was tired, but he still held on with a strong willpower and looked at the passage in front of him.

Things haven't quite worked out yet.

There are too many witnesses today, and the candle is a rare witch spirit, with a gray and shiny label.

It can be expected that this turmoil is only temporarily over, and the next stage will enter the stage of fermentation, which may evolve in any direction.

"Haha, what a coincidence, meet again......"

Jiang Haowen, Jiang Meng, Zhou Nijie, Ye Shu, two men and two women walked out.

Especially Jiang Haowen, although he couldn't hear what he was saying clearly, he witnessed Han Jun and the caretaker fighting each other, and he looked like he was able to handle things with ease.

Thinking of the past, he looked at the latecomers with the posture of his predecessors, and there was a lingering sense of superiority hidden in his words, and his cheeks were hot, so he wanted to find a hole to get into.

"If you can, help me hide the news."

Ye Hanjun didn't say that he was embarrassed or embarrassed, and said with a level gaze:

"It's not realistic, but I still hope that the news of my contract with the Desert Witch will be known sooner."

"No problem, no problem!"

Jiang Haowen agreed, Jiang Meng also nodded like a chicken pecking rice, his eyes were dotted, curious and adoring.