Chapter seven hundred and eighty healing
"What did you inject into my body? Why can't I mobilize the Wu Jing in my body?" Seeing Zhao Hu let go of his right hand that was holding his neck, and took a few steps back, and distanced himself, Chen Mengyao was overjoyed and immediately wanted to mobilize the true energy in his body and teach Zhao Hu a lesson that threatened him.
However, no matter how he used his martial arts, there was no sign of movement in the Wu Jing in his body, which made him unable to use the huge true energy in his body. He immediately realized that it was Zhao Hu who was doing it and asked involuntarily in a delicate voice.
"It's nothing, it's just a seal, it won't affect your normal movements. When you refine the antidote I need, I will help you to remove your seal. At the same time, I would like to remind you that there is a trace of my mental power on this seal. Once you try to crack it forcibly, I will sense it and immediately detonate the seal and blow up your Wu Jing, and you will become a waste." Looking at Chen Mengyao with an angry face, Zhao Hu said lightly with a calm look on his face.
"You are cruel! I'm suffering a serious injury now. You'd better find a way to get my injuries. Otherwise, if I die, no one can help you refine the antidote."
Looking at Zhao Hu with a calm look, Chen Mengyao seemed to know that there would be no result if she talked nonsense with Zhao Hu, so she changed the subject with a calm look.
Hearing Chen Mengyao's words, Zhao Hu frowned involuntarily, and a pair of divine eyes looked at him carefully for a long time before he said lightly: "Let's go, go to bed, I will help heal the injuries on his body."
As soon as Zhao Hu's voice fell, Chen Mengyao's face showed a look of hesitation, and she looked at Zhao Hu with some uncertainty and said, "Can you heal my injuries? You know, not only my body has been traumatized, but my meridians have also been traumatized."
Seeing Chen Mengyao doubting her ability, Zhao Hu frowned even deeper and said with an unhappy look: "Of course, if you don't believe it, just heal yourself!"
Hearing Zhao Hu's words and seeing the unhappy expression on his face, Chen Mengyao hesitated a little, feeling that Zhao Hu still needs to help him refine the antidote, and should not hurt him, so he nodded gently and said, "I just believe in you for a while, I hope you don't disappoint me!"
After saying that, Chen Mengyao saw the long blood-dropping sword in her hand, which was put into the space ring, and slowly walked to the edge of the bed to sit down, looking at Zhao Hu with an uncertain look, as if she didn't think Zhao Hu could heal her injuries, but she had no choice but to do it as a living horse.
Feeling that Chen Mengyao did not believe in her and was skeptical about her ability, Zhao Hu was secretly upset. When he was preparing to help him heal his wounds, he would give him a little bit of pain and let him know that it would cost him to make him unhappy.
Thinking of this, Zhao Hu couldn't help but smile a little. He slowly walked to Chen Mengyao's side and sat down. He looked at his beautiful face with a pair of sharp eyes and said, "Take off your clothes!"
Seeing the smile on the corner of Zhao Hu's mouth and hearing him ask him to take off his clothes, Chen Mengyao immediately stood up, looked at Zhao Hu with an angry eyes, and shouted loudly: "Stupid hooligan, what do you want to do?"
After saying that, Chen Mengyao couldn't help but cover the vital parts of her body with her hands, as if she was afraid that she would be violated by Zhao Hu.
Seeing Chen Mengyao's excited look, Zhao Hu smiled faintly and said, "Of course I'm helping you heal your wounds. If I don't even know where the wounds on your body are, how can I help you heal them!" In fact, if Zhao Hu wants to help Chen Mengyao heal his wounds, he doesn't need to check the injuries on his body with his eyes. As long as he touches his wrists and uses the dark source power, he can easily check the injuries on his body, and use the skills of the dark healing technique to remove the injuries in his body. However, Zhao Hu was very dissatisfied with Chen Mengyao's attitude of doubting his abilities, and deliberately made things difficult for her.
Hearing Zhao Hu's words, when he saw the calm expression on his face, there was no trace of hooligan expression who wanted to take advantage of him. His excitement relaxed a little, and hesitated for a little bit and said: "I was hit by a sword behind me and a sword on my thigh. You just need to tear the clothes on the sword part a little bit to check the injury. I don't need to take off my clothes."
Hearing Chen Mengyao's words, Zhao Hu nodded gently and said, "Yes, if you want to get well sooner, do it now. I'll help you check the injury and heal it."
Hearing Zhao Hu's words, Chen Mengyao nodded gently, sat back on the bed honestly, looked at Zhao Hu with a little uneasy expression, and then closed her eyes with a blushing face, waiting for Zhao Hu to help him heal his injuries.
Seeing Chen Mengyao's face flushed, Zhao Hu smiled slightly, walked to Qi's side, squatted down, grabbed Qi's snow-white and slender thighs with his hands, slowly moved to the part of the sword, and tore it hard, directly tearing open a large hole in his pants, revealing a large area of snow-white skin and a sword mark that constantly leaked out blood.
When Zhao Hu tear a big hole in Chen Mengyao's pants, Chen Mengyao couldn't help but open her eyes wide and stared at Zhao Hu's actions, fearing that he would take the opportunity to take advantage of him.
Feeling Chen Mengyao's attention, Zhao Hu laughed in his heart, and his right hand slowly moved along Cheng Mengyao's snow-white skin to the sword marks on his thigh. The dark source crystal in his body gently circulated, and a stream of dark source power flowed out of the dark source crystal, running around along the route of dark healing, through Zhao Hu's right hand, penetrated into Chen Mengyao's body, and wandered around along the meridians in his body.
As soon as the dark source power in Zhao Hu's body entered Chen Mengyao's body, Chen Mengyao felt something. He knew that Zhao Hu was checking the injuries in his body, so he had no defense. He looked at Zhao Hu quietly, waiting for the results of his inspection.
After a long time, the dark source power that entered Chen Mengyao's body wandered a large circle along the meridian blood vessels in his body, which gave Zhao Hu a clear understanding of Chen Mengyao's body structure. Even the route Chen Mengyao took to practice the exercises was secretly recorded.
When Zhao Hu retracted the dark source power that entered Chen Mengyao's body, Chen Mengyao immediately looked at Zhao Hu with a nervous look on his face and said, "How is it, can it be cured?"
Chen Mengyao knew very well about her injuries. Without advanced healing pills and magicians, the Light Swordsman who specializes in healing techniques, she could not heal her injuries at all. However, although she didn't believe in Zhao Hu's ability, she still had a trace of thought in her heart.
Hearing Chen Mengyao's words and seeing the nervous look on his face, Zhao Hu chuckled and said, "It can be cured, but it may be a bit painful. If you call me brother Love twice, I may be in a good mood and perform very well, and you will not have to suffer the pain of treatment."
As soon as Zhao Hu's voice finished, Chen Mengyao curled her lips, twisted her head aside, pretending that she didn't hear anything. At this time, she didn't want to argue with Zhao Hu, for fear that Zhao Hu would be unhappy and would not treat her.
Seeing Chen Mengyao curling her lips and twisting her head, pretending not to hear it, Zhao Hu didn't care, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and a stream of extremely essence dark source power flowed out of her body. Through her right hand placed on Chen Mengyao's thigh scars, she entered Chen Mengyao's body, and began to repair the scars on Cheng Mengyao's thighs under Zhao Hu's command.
As time goes by, streams of extremely essence dark source power, under the guidance of Zhao Hu's mental power, continued to flow out of his body and enter Chen Mengyao's body, turning into streams of essence healing energy to repair Chen Mengyao's damaged meridians and physical trauma.
Chen Mengyao, sitting quietly on the bed, her eyes were full of vigor. She stared at Zhao Hu who grabbed her smooth Bai Ze's thighs and helped her heal her wounds, and secretly felt the changes in her body.
When Chen Mengyao felt that she was traumatized, she needed to take healing pills and cooperated with healing techniques to restore her meridians as before. Under the nourishment of cool energy, she was slowly repaired and involuntarily showed a look of surprise. When she looked at Zhao Hu, she was no longer so angry, but she was a little more surprised, curious and grateful.
Half an hour later, Zhao Hu wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, let go of the right hand that grabbed Chen Mengyao's thigh, stood up, and looked at Chen Mengyao with a tired look on his face and said, "I lost a lot this time. In order to treat the injuries in your body, I have consumed half of the source power and a trace of the source power in my body, so you must compensate me."
"What compensation do you want?" Seeing Zhao Hu's tired look on his face, Chen Mengyao couldn't help but feel moved and asked with a sincere expression when she heard him say it.
The power of the origin is the foundation of every martial artist and magician. It cannot be mobilized at will. Once the power of the origin is damaged, his body will be greatly damaged, and his cultivation talent and cultivation speed will also be affected. Some high-level pills or top-grade treasures are needed to recover. Therefore, when Chen Mengyao heard that Zhao Hu used the power of the origin to heal him, he couldn't help but feel a little grateful. The hatred for Zhao Hu that made him suffer suddenly disappeared a lot.
Chapter completed!