Chapter 52: Fifty-second

Qiu Yutong held Tianzhao Yunhai tightly, a kind of extremely soft, but extremely overbearing force, following Tianzhao Yunhai's sword body, madly poured into his body ... He knew that it was the remaining one of Qingheng Xianzun Although there is not much spiritual power, it is pure enough and powerful enough.
Strangely, he did not exclude this foreign spiritual power, not only was it received extremely smoothly, but almost effortlessly, he let this spiritual power run in the body for three small weeks, and then slowed down. Slowly merged into Dantian, mixed with the meager spiritual power he had cultivated before, and finally condensed into a small but very pure Yuandan.
The tiny and pure Yuan Dan, suspended in his Dan Tian quietly, he could feel the faint warmth, that white and soft light ... He couldn't help but gently press his chest The feeling is very irony and very comfortable.
I don't know how long it took for Qiu Yutong to slowly recover from that charming feeling, and was startled.
The bright Scarlet Demon is floating a few inches in front of his eyes, like a light night pearl, shaking gently with the waves.
Qiu Yutong hesitated for a moment and slowly reached out.
Using his thumb and index finger carefully, he pinched this bright magic pill suspended in the water. Unlike the imagination, this magic pill was not hot, but a bit cold, and it felt like it was pinched between the fingers. The cold and fragile crystal beads shattered with a pinch.
Qiu Yutong settled his mind slightly, put the magic pill into Qiankun's bag lightly, and then looked back: "Xiao'er!"
Lu Xiao's right hand pressed tightly to his chest, looking down at the huge octopus corpse. His expression was very complicated, and he didn't seem to hear Qiu Yutong's words.
Qiu Yutong immediately saw him press the right hand on his chest. He couldn't help but twist slightly, and hurried to swim past: "What's wrong with you? Where did you get hurt?"
Lu Xiao recovered, and quickly released his right hand from his chest, then retracted it to his back, stuttering: "No, nothing."
Qiu Yutong suspicious in his heart, this little apprentice has always been very calm, seldom panic, is he hurt, want to hide himself?
As he wondered, he carefully looked at Xiao Xiao's chest, but he didn't see any scars. Was his hand hurt?
"Your hand hurts?"
"No." Lu Xiao said as he shrank his right hand back.
Qiu Yutong looked at the little apprentice of the apprentice, and could not help frowning, and said sharply, "Extend your hand, show me!"
"Sovereign ..." Lu Xiao looked at him with mourning, his eyes almost pitiful.
Qiu Yutong couldn't help but soften slightly, but thought that the young apprentice might want to hide the injury, he hardened his heart and looked at the other party severely: "Give me the hand."
Lu Xiao hesitated for a long time, finally pursed his lips, and finally reached out his hand.
"What's wrong with your hand? So much blood ..."
Qiu Yutong frowned tightly and gently pulled the right hand, holding it in one hand and caressing it carefully in the other. As he stroked, the fluffy flakes gradually drifted into the water, revealing a slender and strong hand-there was no slight scar on it.
"You are not injured? Then these flesh and blood are ..." Qiu Yutong suddenly