Chapter 487： Brothers Hearth (44) (1/2)

There was a white light in my mind, I couldn't think about anything, and adapted a little, but the pain seemed to know her changes, and I was rushing more and more fiercely.

”Ah!” I couldn't help crying.

All the pain seemed to find a vent, and Xia Qiu kept panting, relying on the remaining consciousness. If she lost consciousness, she was afraid that she would instinctively show the demon flower shape ...

”Old man, it's okay to take such a fierce medicine for the first time, is that okay?” Outside the wooden house, listening to the screams in the room, Hung Hom was a little hesitant.

Shaking his head, Ling Ruofeng held his beard tightly, and his expression was dignified.

”If she can't bear it, she will run out. Did you forget that prediction? If this bitterness can't be eaten, how could she be the person in the prediction?”

”Well, this child is also pitiful ...” Hongyan sighed.

”All for Lingyu mainland.” Ling Ruofeng also sighed.

...

The endurance of pain has reached an extreme. Each time Xia Qiu thought that he would pass out, but could endure it, but the subsequent pain once again washed away her limit of pain tolerance.

The pain was washing the body like the waves, Xia Qiu's palms had been bleeding due to tightness, but the powerful medicine had restored her body infinitely.

I thought that such torture was endless, but it was awkward, a cool feeling came out of my mind, and I washed the limbs and bones of the body like a gigantic infusion.

The divine thoughts were a little bit condensed, Xia Qiu saw the white natal bead in her eyebrow glowing with a slight light, and the breath overflowing from the natal bead was the eye spring!

I did not expect Lingquan to have such a wonderful use. Xia Qiu breathed a sigh of relief. Lingquan and the medicinal soup seemed to have a reconciling effect. The medicinal soup solidified her soul and body, and Lingquan relieved the fierce pain.