The cannon fodder beauty in the book is attached to the demon lord villain

Chapter 371 Farewell

Lan Ruoying carefully recalled everything that happened after she met Feng Ya in her mind, and finally stopped on Feng Ya's strange smile.

He felt more and more that Shui Linglong and he were most likely caught up in some conspiracy.

In the Palace of Blazing Sun

The temperature is getting hotter and hotter.

The fire poison is everywhere.

Chi Lieyang was completely surrounded by flames.

But surprisingly, a trace of clarity was retained.

Chi Lieyang sat cross-legged, and even when sitting, he was still two heads taller than Ye Changsheng.

With one hand on his chin, he tilted his head and looked at Ye Changsheng.

The breath of ice and snow and the breath of the red sun are intertwined.

Neither of them spoke.

As the fire poison was absorbed and refined, the restrictions on Ye Changsheng's dantian began to loosen slightly.

Suddenly, Ye Changsheng opened his eyes from his meditation.

His eyes gradually turned silver-white, meeting the scorching red eyes of the scorching sun.

Chi Lieyang's pupils shrank instinctively.

Before he could think too much.

A slender hand, cold as ice, had already covered his wrist.

"It's so small." Chi Lieyang thought.

The next moment, a chill ran along the skin where their wrists touched and penetrated into Chilieyang's body like a silk net.

It traveled along Chilieyang's veins, taking away the fire poison that had accumulated in his body over the years.

Chi Lieyang felt his brain go blank and he lost all his senses in an instant.

The only sound left was the sound of my own violently beating heart, each one louder than the last.

This trance lasted for three days and three nights.

As the morning light of the fourth day approached, the cold feeling on my wrist disappeared.

Chi Lieyang came back to his senses from his daze.

He subconsciously circulated the spiritual power in his body.

The unprecedented sense of relief made him feel as if he were in another world.

The fire poison in his body has been tormenting him since birth.

After practicing, the symptoms accumulated over time and were suppressed by drugs.

Because of the influence of the fire poison, his cultivation has been suppressed for many years.

It’s not that we can’t advance, but that we don’t dare.

Now, the fire poison accumulated over the years has dissipated overnight.

Chi Lieyang's first reaction was not surprise or joy.

Instead, he turned his scrutinizing gaze to Ye Changsheng.

The person opposite had a very good complexion and did not seem to have anything wrong.

"Ice Emperor Divine Body? Interesting." Chilieyang murmured in a low voice.

A smile slowly spread across his lips.

A bird chirped outside the temple.

Chi Lieyang was just about to get up when he noticed movement beside him. He looked down and saw that the icy color in the eyes of the young man in white had disappeared.

I wonder if it was his imagination.

The young man next to me seemed to be surrounded by an impenetrable fog, giving people the illusion that he was close yet out of reach.

Looking closely, he saw that the person on the ground had already stood up before him.

The aura around him became restrained, and he turned back into that ordinary person with no spiritual fluctuations.

"Son of God." Sensing Chilieyang's scorching gaze, Ye Changsheng subconsciously frowned and called out.

After thinking for a while, he said, "The fire poison in the Son of God's body has been cleared, and there will be no problem in the short term. Ye has something else to do, so goodbye."

"Where are you going?" Chilieyang raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect that the first thing the other party would say to him after waking up would be this.

Ye Changsheng: "Pharmacy Tower."

Chi Lieyang was stunned when he heard this, and blurted out: "You can also make potions?"

Ye Changsheng hesitated for a moment, and said without hiding anything, "Yes."

Chi Lieyang stood up slowly, brushed off the non-existent dust on his robe, and said, "Let's go."

Ye Changsheng: “???”

"What's the matter? Is there a problem?" Chilieyang asked condescendingly with his arms folded across his chest.

Ye Changsheng: “…”