activa-t Chapter 220 Resolving The Power Of The Curse From The Source
Chapter 220 Resolving The Power Of The Curse From The Source
Some of them are too simple, and, with such an easy treatment, how can I harvest villain value?
Wan Qikong said with an extremely nervous expression.
"Brother Xu, how are you doing?"
"Is there a way?"
Su Jiuge's face was a little solemn, and he said in a deep voice.
"Not optimistic."
Wan Qikong was startled, then became angry.
Can I not know not to be optimistic?
Everyone can see the appearance of my Little Sister, right?
Wan Qikong suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice.
"No, Brother Xu, I mean, do you have a way to heal the chill in my Little Sister's body?"
"If it really doesn't work, then the straw man..."
Su Jiuge smiled lightly.
"Brother Wancheng, don't worry. Although the situation is not very good, it seems that there is no cure."
Wan Qikong said in disbelief.
"Is this true?!"
In order to make Wan Qikong believe in himself, Su Jiuge stepped forward, ignoring the biting chill that existed around Wan Qiya.
He put his hand on Wan Qiya's forehead, her body temperature was cold, as if she was touching a piece of Ten Thousand Years of ice.
The power that devoured the divine body surged out, swallowing the wisps of chill and turning it into True Qi to feed back.
Wan Qiya uttered an exhortation, her face obviously eased a lot, Wan Qikong's eyes were shocked, and she looked at the scene in front of her in shock!
Brother Xu can really help own Little Sister? !
suddenly! Wan Qiya, who was lying on the bed, let out a cry of pain, and wisps of strange and ominous black aura emanated from her body.
【Ding! The life of the heroine of destiny is damaged, her lifespan is lost, and the luck value of the protagonist of destiny is lost by 1000! 】
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining a villain value of 1000! 】
What's this? !
Wan Qikong's pupils widened.
That wisp of black and weird aura actually emanated from his Little Sister body!
"Xiaoya!" Wan Qikong hurriedly shouted.
The chill around him gradually subsided, and Su Jiuge showed an imperceptible smile.
Standing up slowly, he said with an uneasy face.
"Brother Wancheng, your Little Sister should be fine for the time being."
Feeling Little Sister's gradually calming and weak breath, Wan Qikong looked at Su Jiuge in disbelief.
The shock was perfectly written on his face.
This sudden surprise was too sudden, without further ado, Wan Qikong knelt on the ground with cupped fist with both hands, and said loudly with sincerity.
"Brother Xu, please accept my worship!"
Su Jiuge was startled, and said in pretended surprise.
"Brother Wancheng please hurry up, what are you doing?"
Wan Qikong was unmoved, he was trembling with excitement.
I have searched almost the entire Immortal Domain of Taikoo for my Little Sister's illness, but no one can heal it. I only knew a thing or two about it when I asked the ancestors of the Wanqi Protoss during the Battle of the Son of Heaven a few years ago.
Little Sister, like her mother, has a special physique, and even the ancestors have nothing to do with this physique, they can only tell themselves to find more masculine and masculine things to relieve it.
Now, seeing someone who can cure Little Sister's condition without any effort, it's like seeing the dawn in the dark. How can Wan Qikong not be excited?
"Brother Xu, please save my Little Sister!"
"As long as Brother Xu can treat you, I, Wan Qikong, will give everything!"
As expected of an emperor from all heavens and worlds!
Su Jiuge shook his head helplessly upon hearing the words, and said.
"Brother Wancheng, don't you know? What your Little Sister suffered is not a disease at all."
"It's some kind of curse."
curse? !
Wan Tengkong's heart was shocked, his eyes were startled, and a terrifying light burst out!
"That's impossible!" he said, looking up.
"How can this be a curse?"
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Su Jiuge directly intercepted a ray of ominous black air emanating from Wan Qiya's body, held it in his hand, and explained unhurriedly.
"Brother Xu, if you don't believe it, you can feel it yourself."
"This curse is extremely vicious. Although it will not kill people, it will make you Little Sister suffer from the chill."
Wan Qikong took the black breath, and as soon as he got it, a bad premonition secretly surged in his heart, as if some disaster would happen.
The subconscious tells myself that it must stay away from this thing.
Wan Qikong was more and more frightened by the transgression, and in the end, his eyes were full of overwhelming anger, and a majestic and powerful Cultivation Base roared out, and he said furiously.
"It's really a curse?!"
"Who the hell?! Who dares to curse my Wanqikong Little Sister?!"
He had wondered for a long time, what kind of physique caused his Little Sister to suffer so much since birth, and Wan Qikong would never forget the night when his mother turned into an ice sculpture and finally died of torture.
And on his Little Sister, the situation like his mother also happened. If this is really a curse, Wan Qikong swears, no matter where the world is, it is absolutely impossible for him to be that person!
"Damn it!" Wan Qikong gritted his teeth tightly, his breath pouring out all over his body!
Wan Qizhe? Or the patriarch of the Wanqi Protoss, own's own father?
The first thing he thought of was these people of the same clan.
Wan Qikong: "Brother Xu, can you be sure about this curse?"
"Could it not be because of my Little Sister's special physique?"
Su Jiuge nodded seriously and said.
"Your Little Sister is indeed a special physique, but Brother Wancheng, have you ever heard of a special physique that can kill people?"
"This curse is extremely vicious. Every attack will bring greater pain than before. Your Little Sister's Cultivation Base is not high now, and you can still rely on foreign objects to suppress it. If the Cultivation Base is higher, the curse will be completely destroyed. Explosion, even if the gods come, it's useless."
"Besides, the power of the curse comes in waves one after another. Although the dead straw man can save his life once, it will definitely not be able to resist the second and third riots!"
"This is nothing more than treating the symptoms, not the root cause."
Wan Qikong's pupils were startled, and he exclaimed.
"Brother Xu, no, Emperor, is there any way to help my Little Sister get rid of that curse!" He was so anxious that he even changed his address.
Su Jiuge frowned. He really didn't expect that Wan Qikong, the protagonist of the late stage destiny who was able to counterattack all the way to become the emperor of the Wanqi Protoss, would be so easy to fool.
Can't help but look at him with some surprise.
Seeing Wan Qikong frowning tightly, which hasn't been relaxed for a moment since entering here, he immediately understood me.
I'm afraid that for the protagonist Wan Qikong of this destiny, his Little Sister is more important than anything else.
This is also his only weakness.
Su Jiuge grinned and said slowly.
"Brother Wancheng, although I can suppress the power of this curse, I cannot remove it."
"The only way is to find the root of the curse and solve it from the source!"