Chapter 242
No one knew what Huo Qilin said to Mo Siyu, and no one knew about Huo Qilin's appearance.

But it doesn't mean that Xingming fell into a deep sleep and recovered. Xingming woke up the moment Huo Qilin came out. He was going to talk to Huo Qilin, but at the moment Xing Ming opened his eyes, He found that the soul of his mistress Ye Zhiyue was trembling!
This frightened Xingming.

What the hell, it's only been a few days, and Ye Zhiyue is in danger again, why is this person so unlucky.

When Xingming was discussing, he also sensed the existence of a third person. He squinted his sinister brows, and immediately contacted Ye Zhiyue. When he knew that Ye Zhiyue had healed Ye Huan's legs, Xingming fell silent. He turned his gaze to Ye Huan's body, and he saw Ye Huan's grim face in great pain, and saw that pitch-black liquid flowed out from his whole body, and it had a very foul smell.

Then Xingming set his eyes on Ye Huan's calf again. After seeing Ye Huan's calf, Xingming took a breath and lamented Ye Zhiyue's boldness. If it was an ordinary person, he would have been unable to bear the pain. Bite your tongue and kill yourself!

But this Ye Huan survived.

He looked horrified, it was definitely the same as when Ye Zhiyue improved his physique, even more violent.

Looking at the situation, Ye Zhiyue has been healing Ye Huan for several hours now!

"puff!"

Ye Zhiyue suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which just hit Ye Huan's calf. Seeing Ye Zhiyue spurting blood, Xing Ming immediately injected his mental power into Ye Zhiyue's body slowly.

Ye Zhiyue had completely consumed her mental power to create this situation.

With Xingming's mental power slowly making up for Ye Zhiyue's depleted mental power like a stream, Ye Zhiyue's pale complexion suddenly became much better. .

After Xingming had a clear understanding of Ye Zhiyue's situation, he immediately poured countless blood into Ye Zhiyue's body, replenishing Ye Zhiyue's depleted power little by little.

Ye Zhiyue felt the warm and stream-like power entering her body, she was overjoyed, and immediately merged the power and slowly flowed into her second uncle Ye Huan's calf.

At this moment, Ye Huan's face was very ugly, and Gong Huahao couldn't bear to take another look at it. The silver needle that Ye Zhiyue had pierced became pitch black at this moment!

But Ye Huan's calf was much better than before. The shriveled calf was covered with dark toxin, and the poison dripped onto the ground drop by drop, causing a deep and large hole to be eroded on the ground.

And it is still dripping venom continuously.

"It's really poisonous!" Gong Huahao watched with lingering fear.

How could this poison be deeply rooted in his body, he couldn't bear it at all, he might have died long ago!
But he was still insisting on making Junyi's face twisted and hideous, and now he looked like a ghost.

And Ye Huan's consciousness is almost blurred, but his subconscious mind does not allow him to give up like this. His pride was finally picked up, so he can't throw it away again. Doing so is sorry for his niece and father who healed him!
He had already let them down once, and he couldn't let them down again.

Especially, Wei Hanjun is still waiting to find her!
So, he can't just give up.

Ye Huan has always adhered to this idea, and has survived until now.

(End of this chapter)

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