Vol 2 Chapter 1467: Learn to ask for help

"The antidote to the cadaver pill requires two things that can't be found inside or outside the sea." Xia Qingchen murmured: "One is the feces or blood of the soul eater, and the other is the psychedelic grass."
"I have the former, the latter... need to go to the Devil Realm to find it." Xia Qingchen said.
Yue Mingzhu immediately grabbed Xia Qingchen's sleeve: "No!"
Demon world, that is the gate of hell.
Which of the monsters inside is not cruel?
Go inside and look for the psychedelic grass.
"No need to worry." Xia Qingchen said: "It is not necessary to go deep into the Devil Realm."
He thought with his eyes: "The entrance and exit of Hell Gate have been affected by magic energy for a long time, and it is unclear that psychedelic grass grows."
Psychedelic grass is not a scarce species in the devil world. As long as the magic energy is sufficient, most places will grow.
"The only concern is whether I have a chance to approach the exit of Hell Gate." Xia Qingchen murmured.
He was most worried about it.
Although I didn’t know it, it is conceivable that there must be a human seal near the Hell Gate.
There must be extremely sensitive places, ordinary people are not allowed to come close.
"It seems that Emperor Longyuan will take seriously one or two." Yu Tingtong once said that Emperor Longyuan would be able to decide his position in the fight against Hell Gate.
In other words, the higher the status, the closer the chance to seal.
"His..." Yue Mingzhu twitched suddenly, covering her head with pain.
After experiencing the whistle stimulation of the faceless monarch, the corpse brain pill that would have erupted completely in ten days has been greatly advanced.
Suppression of corpse brain pills is no longer urgent.
"What about the Yinyue Bodhi I gave you?" Xia Qingchen said: "Drink it first, it will have a certain effect on alleviating the severe poisonous attack."
Yue Mingzhu only remembered it, and after taking it out and drinking it, it came to an immediate effect.
The severe pain in the head was much milder, and the scent of knives was quickly relieved.
However, she has experienced several attacks before, and her spirit has been left with trauma. These are not treatable by Yinyue Bodhi.
"Go back first." Xia Qingchen sought death, and must refine some medicines for treating mental injuries.
Baiyunzhuang.
When Xia Qingchen returned to the villa area, there was nothing wrong around him.
Prior to the arrest of the tomb-keeper, there was no sound, and no one was disturbed.
However, when Xia Qingchen came back, there were two more figures at the door of the manor.
One is the head of the Huang family, and the other is Huang Wending.
At this time, Huang Wending closed his eyes and closed his brows. Although he fell into a coma, his expression was extremely painful.
"Xia...Son." Master Huang said with a complicated look.
Xia Qingchen looked at the Huang Wending he was supporting, and knew that it was Huang Wending's irresistible trauma.
A few days ago, the trauma had reached the point where it broke out once every few hours.
I am afraid that it has completely exploded.
"Is there something?" Xia Qingchen said, saying that the Huang family's masters supported him when he was in trouble.
Yu Li, he should give some face.
The Huang family said: "I urge Xia Gongzi to help me."
Xia Qingchen walked with no expression on his face, staring at the unconscious Huang Wending and said: "It is indeed a disease, and if it is not treated, it will probably be comatose permanently until it is mentally weak."
How did the Huang family master not know the situation was critical and clenched his fists again and again.
"I urge Xia Gongzi to help me, and I will repay my old age." Although the Huang family owner didn't like Huang Wending's grandson very much, after all, he was the best among the juniors.
Seeing that Xia Qingchen was indifferent, the Huang family master bent on one knee and was about to kneel.
As a famous place in the famous martial arts world, as an elder senior, as Xia Qingchen's nominal grandfather.
This kneeling prayer is really too big!
Xia Qingchen didn't stop, but raised her hand and pumped Huang Wending's face, saying lightly: "Can I still pretend?"
The crisp slap left a clear palm print on Huang Wending's cheek.
Huang Wending, who was supposed to be in a coma, was slapped coldly, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
"I am embarrassed to ask for help, so I pretend to be comatose and let grandpa bow down for you?" Xia Qingchen sneered.
He saw early in the morning that Huang Wending was not really comatose, but pretended to be dizzy.
He was arrogant and arrogant, not willing to ask Xia Qingchen for treatment, but only Xia Qingchen could do the whole Linlang Island.
Therefore, he pretended to be in a coma and asked Grandpa to ask Xia Qingchen to shoot.
"People who call themselves Huang's family look a little like Huang's family!" Xia Qingchen gave him a slap again.
If Huang Wending has guts, he would rather not seek treatment from him.
But he had to be both sturdy and Xia Qingchen, but he didn't want to come forward.
Really respond to the words of the ancients, when I was a bitch, I wanted to set up an arch!
Two slaps, finally Huang Huangding couldn't pretend.
He opened his eyes, feeling the hot pain on his cheeks, becoming angry and angry-Xia's surname is really willing to start!
"Ding'er, are you pretending?" Lord Huang stared at him with a disappointed look.
If you don't want to ask for help, you count him?
Let him be the master of the Huang family, a grandfather, and beg for his grandson in a low voice?
Huang Wending defended his guilty conscience: "The grandson just woke up, Grandpa, did you let Xia Qingchen come to treat me?"
Master Huang didn't care, he hummed: "Pay attention to your wording! Is it to save you, not to treat you! Don't ask Xia Gongzi?"
begging?
Let him beg for Xia Qingchen, the taste is comparable to eating a live maggot from a bowl of latrine.
How can he bow his head to Xia Qingchen?
"Yes, your grandson said it last time, and death won't let me save it." Xia Qingchen said: "Please ask Gao Ming."
Seeing that Xia Qingchen was leaving, Huang Wending's heart was rolling.
He knows his own situation best. His trauma has reached an extremely serious point, and if he is not cured, he may be in serious trouble.
Therefore, even if you feel sick, you must hold your nose.
He squeezed out a stiff smile and bowed: "Son, Xia, please also give Bodhisattva's heart to save the sea of ​​suffering. I must be grateful."
His heart was extremely disgusting, and he felt extremely ashamed.
However, wait for it, wait for the wound to heal, and then think about it, hum!
"Huh, huh! Is this asking for help, or asking for help?" Yue Mingzhu asked with a smile.
Summation please, the difference between the words means that the world is different.
The former is a humble posture, and it is demanding.
The latter are equal and mutually beneficial.
Master Huang's eyes were cold, his toes kicked in Huang Wending's knee, and the latter kneeled staggered on the ground: "Will you beg for someone?"
Almost dying, somehow!
Huang Wending only felt that his lungs would explode, actually asked him to kneel and plead with Xia Qingchen?
This is more uncomfortable than killing him! !
But, really let him die, he was not willing to.
His teeth clenched and his cheeks wriggled for a moment, his face sullen, and he said lowly: "Please, Xia Gongzi, save me!!"
Every word and every tone of voice is squeezed out from between the teeth. (5 o'clock tomorrow, before 10 o'clock in the evening)