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Chapter 631 All kindness is an illusion!

She slammed her face on the table with a "snap".

it hurts!!!

She shouldn't have expectations for him!

What kind of gentleness is indeed an illusion!

Fortunately, she didn't ask him to rub his waist just now, otherwise she would have suspected that her little waist had broken at this time.

Su Qinwu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took out a warm pill and swallowed it in, wrapped herself in a fox fur and wrapped herself into a bulb-door chair with a cold expression: "Don't disturb me, I want to sleep."

Ling Li: "???"

Did he do something wrong?

At the same time, the old man Fenghuo tested the Soul-Booning Pill and confirmed that he had no trace of anger. He could no longer curb his inner excitement and ran to the inside.

Duan Shibing lives in the deepest part of this mountain building.

It is also the coldest place in the entire Yufeng Mountain.

No one in the Duan family can withstand this cold except Fenghuo.

But Duan Shibing could only live there.

Because her meridians, blood vessels, internal organs, are all filled with fire poison, burning her day and night, only the ten thousand-year-old cold air in Yufeng Mountain can barely suppress it.

But her soul was damaged and she could not withstand the wind from the extremely cold place, so she could not step out of the room at all.

She is at her best age, but she is like a withering flower, living in despair every hour of every day.

What supports her to live to this day is just the word "unwilling to do so".

When she heard the old man Fenghuo call her, she turned her head numbly.

Needless to say, he must have been back from picking the red stamens and ice heart lotus.

This is the food she eats every day. She has eaten it for five years and she wants to vomit when she sees it, but she still has to eat it.

Because she doesn't eat it, she will die.

Unexpectedly, the old man Fenghuo did not bring the red magic Bingxinlian, but held a jade bottle with a happy face: "Bing'er, you are saved! I got the Soul-Replenishing Pill without a trace of anger!"

Duan Shibing's expression was very calm, with no joy or sorrow, and his indifferent eyes were no different from looking at the Hongrui Bing Xinlian.

She could no longer believe it.

In the past, her grandfather always said that she had found a suitable pill, but every time she took it, it would only cause the fire poison on her body to take more severely.

The old man Fenghuo looked at her expression and felt ache in his heart: "Really, I tried it, this time it will definitely be possible! She made this medicine here, and I didn't feel any fire-attribute spiritual energy fluctuations throughout the whole process!"

Seeing that Duan Shibing was still hesitating, he said again: "I will use a silver needle to pick out a thread for you to try. If it doesn't work, let's find a way."

He said, inserting the silver needle into the Soul-Busting Pill and stirring it gently, then pulling it out and reaching it to her mouth.

Duan Shibing looked at his concerned expression and closed his eyes and gently sucked on the silver needle.

The next second, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

The old man Fenghuo thought that her fire poison had occurred again and was shocked. He quickly took out the lotus seeds of the red sprig Ice Heart Lotus and sent them to her mouth: "Take it quickly!"

Duan Shibing didn't eat it.

A long-lost light burst into her eyes, and she stretched out her hand, which was burnt by the fire poison, and her flesh and blood were exposed, snatched the bottle of pills and poured it into her mouth.

The little bit of soul-tonifying pills came to her mouth like a basin of water that had been dry and cracked for a long time. Although it was useless, it made her feel the pain of her soul day and night soothe for a moment.

The most important thing is that the fire poison did not occur!

She is saved!

Her body was almost dry and cracked and immediately swallowed the energy of Buhun Pills that was extremely pure and without any fire energy, turning into a series of cold tributaries. Her damaged soul and the bones, blood, flesh, and meridians that were scorching by fire poison were all quickly repairing...
Chapter completed!
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