Villain: The Protagonist Begs To Be Let Go

Chapter 189 Brother..... (For Subscription)

Xia Huairou leaned her body against the tree trunk at the foot of the mountain, slowly took out the jade pendant she bought with Yan Weiqing at the Lantern Festival, and rubbed it repeatedly with her hands.

She didn't know what she was waiting for, maybe it was consuming the obsession in her heart, or maybe it was her last hope for that person.

Today's matter, if it is said that there is no complaint or blame, it is false.

But Xia Huairou knew very well that in the situation just now, no matter whether it was the Sect Leader or Yan Weiqing, they could only sacrifice themselves in order to keep the reputation of Xuantian Sect.

People's words are terrible, even if most of your evidence is just nonsense, if Xuantian Sect doesn't give an explanation today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public.

Thinking of her drifting away for a long time, it is rare to have a place that can be called home, but in the future, she will not even be able to step on it.

Xia Huairou lowered her head, her heart ached like a needle was being pricked, causing her whole body to become completely cold, far more painful than the internal injury caused by the abolished Cultivation Base.

Perhaps, since then, there is no way to see that person again.

I can no longer see that person's gentle smile.

I can no longer see that person looking at own tenderly.

There is no way to tell him his own feelings anymore, that is, he didn't even convey a confession to her personally.

Thinking of this, Xia Huairou shook her head and smiled wryly, the person she was most reluctant to part with in this life was Xuantian Sect.

But the current self has lost everything.

"Xia Huairou!"

Suddenly, Xia Huairou heard that familiar voice.

She even thought that she was hallucinating, otherwise how could Hou Weiqing appear in front of her eyes at this moment?

"Brother..." Before Xia Huairou could speak, Yan Weiqing took out a bottle of Medicine Pill and threw it to Xia Huairou.

Xia Huairou looked at the Medicine Pill in her hand in shock.

This is the elixir!

The main medicine of Xiling Pill is spiritual herbs, but as early as tens of millions of years ago, the spiritual herbs outside have been extinct, and then the pill recipe of Lingdan has also been left behind.

Several unique secret realms do exist with spiritual herbs, but the growth environment of spiritual herbs is harsh and cannot be transplanted.

Even in the secret realm, most of them are just immature, and there are almost no spiritual herbs of sufficient age to have a spiritual effect.

But now, what Yan Weiqing was holding in his hand turned out to be Xiling Pill.

How could Ah Qing be willing to give it to herself?

Before Xia Huairou could react, Yan Weiqing grabbed her body and stuffed a pill into her mouth.

At this time, Japan's hand suddenly pinched her cheek.

The bitter Medicine Pill melted in the mouth.

It was clearly an extremely bitter medicine, but Xia Huairou tasted it sweetly.

Seeing that she had eaten, Yan Weiqing breathed a sigh of relief, twisted his fingers, and withdrew his hand.

Afterwards, Xia Huairou's face was grim, she opened her mouth and was about to speak, when her body suddenly became hot.

It was as if a spark instantly ignited the entire forest, as if it was so burning that her whole body was about to melt.

With limp hands and feet, Xia Huairou fell to the ground, squinting hard to look in the direction of Yan Weiqing.

Xia Huairou's eyes were useless because of the heat, and all he could see were fiery red phantoms, which dazzled the viewers.

The skull was even more severely burned, as if being directly scorched by the sun, the brain was burnt into a paste, and the vision went dark, and he passed out directly.

But even if a person falls into a coma, he just cannot feel the external situation, and his consciousness is very clear.

Xia Huairou felt a huge hand tugging at her tendons and brain, the pain was so painful that she just wanted to roll on the ground.

But the body seemed to be imprisoned in a narrow hard shell, unable to move for half a minute, and the cold sweat on the forehead fell down like beads.

Xia Huairou frowned, her facial features were hideously distorted, and she was in extreme pain.

"what-."-"

He could not utter a single scream, but only let out a low growl like weeping blood.

The feeling of Spiritual Roots being reshaped from life to life is worse than death. Xia Linlu thought he was going to die several times.

But whenever one foot has stepped into the Bridge of Helplessness, the pain that tears the skull will always pull back to own mind in time.

She was restless and irritable, and her depression was on the verge of exploding. She gritted her teeth and suppressed it for an unknown amount of time. Finally, she roared as if she had found a vent.

Xia Huairou woke up slowly as the turbid air was discharged.

The spirit washing just now had exhausted all her strength, and Xia Huairou's complexion was pale at this moment.

Even the color of the lips has faded, and the sweat is dripping, as if he just took a bath, and the sweat-drenched hair is all stuck to the face, and he is in a mess.

She struggled to open her eyes and opened her mouth, only to find that her throat was dry and sore, as if it had been scratched by sandpaper, or stabbed by a needle, very painful.

Seeing this, Yan Weiqing quickly fed her some water.

Swallowing is also very difficult, especially when the water is passing by, it is like the tip of a knife scraping the throat, as if to hurt the tears directly.

Yan Weiqing carefully wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, shedding tears, and said while standing aside.

"||You....You have remodeled your Spiritual Roots, your energy is exhausted, and your body is very weak. You should sleep for a while, and talk about it when you wake up. "

"I……………"

Xia Huairou opened her mouth, and her moistened throat could make a sound, but she hadn't had time to speak yet.

Yan Weiqing stretched out his index finger to touch her forehead, a soft light flickered slightly, Xia Huairou's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness became heavier, and he soon fell asleep.

When she woke up again, Xia Huairou felt as if all the bones in her body had been smashed and reassembled. The pain was unbearable, her whole body was weak, and she couldn't even lift a little finger.

 …

She rolled her eyes, and found that she was no longer in the dark, damp and dimly lit mountain foot, but was moved to a bright cave that was clean and tidy, furnished as an ordinary house.

Looking down again, the clothes on his body had already been changed.

Dressed in a fine (well-made) white dress, Xia Huairou could vaguely see the cumbersome gold thread embroidery on the cuffs, which was unusual.

She pursed her lips, and countless calculations flashed in her heart, but she put them down at this moment and tried her best to relax her body.

The rich Spiritual Qi continuously impacted her body, washing away the old diseases and Impurities in her body. Although it still hurts a lot, the hidden wounds in her body are being healed little by little.

Xia Huairou felt that her body seemed to regain some strength, and she struggled to get up.

But she was still weak and weak, unable to control her body, just got up and fell back.

Xia Huairou tightly closed her eyes, but the expected pain did not come.

Opening her eyes, she gasped for a face that was handsome even if it was zoomed in.

Xia Huairou can't die from...the factory...