Chapter 520

When Qin Huan gradually woke up, he was dazed by the endless feeling of weakness. He almost fell asleep again. He didn't even have any strength, so he could only continue to sleep

I woke up and fell asleep several times in a row.

I don't know how long it took.

Qin Huan was so alert that he wanted to wake up, but he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. He could only turn around.

At the same time, Qin Huan secretly decided not to use blood in the future. This feeling of being unable to control himself made Qin Huan particularly disgusted.

When Qin Huan was alert, he only felt a cold liquid flowing into his mouth, sliding down his throat and into his lungs. He didn't know what liquid it was. It should be some kind of spiritual liquid containing a trace of life.

Although there was only a trace of life power, Qin Huan's body was like a long drought and rain. He was crazy and greedy to absorb the life power in the spirit liquid.

It was a pity that the liquid was so little that it was almost a mouthful. It was gone before Qin Huan's body absorbed it crazily.

This trace of life was far from enough to recover Qin Huan. In his weakness, Qin Huan fell into a deep sleep again.

After a long time, Qin Huan felt that there was spiritual liquid in his stomach... What was being said in a trance and pleasant voice. Qin Huan wanted to hear what was being said, but it was too weak.

In this way, it lasted almost a hundred times, and Qin Yucai gradually recovered a little strength.

This day.

Qin Huan woke up and heard a pleasant sound when the liquid came into his stomach again.

"Xiaoshan, auntie, they are very kind to me... But I still feel that I am an outsider after all, maybe it's the injury on my face, or maybe I don't belong here at all."

"I feel like I don't belong here. I seem to be waiting for something... I hope you get better soon. Can you tell me... Who I am and what I'm waiting for..."

The voice is like the sound of nature, like telling and talking to yourself.

Qin Huan listened to the misty water. He opened his eyes slightly and wanted to see who was bothering to feed his spiritual liquid and who was telling.

Qin Huan could only see one side of his face, but from the outline of her face, it was a woman. From the side, her face was exquisite, her eyebrows were as light as autumn water, and her jade muscles were accompanied by a light wind.

The beauty didn't know what she was thinking. Her eyes were a little blurred and seemed to be meditating, but she gave Qin Huan an inexplicable feeling of excitement. It was just the so-called how quiet she was, loose and empty.

"Taoist friend..." Qin Huan said weakly. The woman woke up in vain and turned around conditionally.

At this moment, Qin Huan's peerless face suddenly broke. It was a face that could not be described in words. The right half of the face was peerless, but the left half was extremely ugly. The flesh and blood solidified, and the eyes were going to be exposed. It seemed that the half of the face had forcibly stripped off the skin.

Qin Huan's pupils shrank sharply without any preparation and he was startled.

It seemed that she noticed the change in Qin Huan's look. The woman suddenly woke up, turned her head and left in a hurry.

After a long time, Qin Yu returned to his mind. He was a little annoyed. He knew that his look change should have hurt the woman. When he was annoyed, he also decided to have a chance to restore the woman's face in the future.

For three days, the woman never appeared again, which made Qin Huan blame himself more and more.

Women love beauty by nature. From the perspective of the right side of a woman's face, she was absolutely a beautiful woman in the past. Somehow, it led to the left side of her face, which should become the pain in the woman's heart, and her own look caught her in the place of heartache.

Although the woman did not come and there was no liquid, Qin Huan had recovered a little strength. Although it was not enough to run the immortal formula of heaven, the bitter sea should give birth to the power of life soon.

Qin Huan had to lie there for a long time because he could not move or recover the immortal formula of heaven. Qin Huan couldn't help remembering and meditating.

"Is this still a secret place of life and death? Is this a secret place or is it real? Why... I feel that if I die here, I will really die?"

"Is that Hongtu dead? After killing him, he violated the rules of the sect of Yin, Yang and death? That's why he was punished here? But if so, who is the woman? Where is this?" Qin Huan couldn't help flying away.

"It's reasonable to say that I killed Zhun xuliezi. Even if I violated the religious rules, I would be punished. I would never just leave myself here. Right... A new disciple killed Zhun xuliezi, didn't it be valued by the strong people in the sect?" Qin Huan began to think calmly.

Although Duan Hongtu was killed, Qin Huan thought it was not his fault. Moreover, a disciple who knocked at the Taoist realm killed Zhun xuliezi. It is reasonable to say that he will be valued by the strong in the sect. He will never be left here to live and die by himself.

Qin Huan thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't guess the reason, so he had to erase the idea.

Then, while waiting for the recovery of the bitter sea, Qin Huan began to ponder how the secret realm of life and death existed.

"I have never seen such a secret place even in ancient books. If I hadn't seen the eternal world, I couldn't believe it was just a secret place... Is it possible that this secret place of life and death is somewhat similar to the eternal world?"

"But the people in the Xuanyuan ancient region said that this secret realm was left by the peak period of Yin Sheng Yang death sect... If so, is this the peak period of Yin Sheng Yang death sect?"

"But... Before the death of that great picture, when I saw the finger of heaven, I was shocked and didn't believe it... It seems that I recognized the finger of heaven. If it was the Yin Sheng Yang death sect in the peak period, it's reasonable that he didn't know the finger of heaven..."

"If... If it's the death of yin and Yang in the peak period... Is this woman... True or false? Has it long been lost?"

Qin Huan thought wildly. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He simply didn't think about it.

At this time.

Qin Huan suddenly heard the sound of the wooden door opening. He didn't open his eyes, but pretended to be asleep. After about a quarter of an hour, Qin Huan felt a warm feeling coming from the corner of his mouth.

The woman's hand was slightly pinching Qin Huan's mouth. Then, the familiar cold feeling poured into his stomach from the corner of his mouth and penetrated into his heart.

Qin Huan was moved that the weight of this time was three times that of the past. That is to say, the woman had been collecting the liquid these days, and the liquid... If you guessed correctly, it should be dew!

Qin Huan wanted to open his eyes, but there was a faint sign of recovery in his body. Qin Huan secretly liked to strike while the iron was hot and began to try to run the immortal formula of heaven

"What's going on?"

Before long, Qin Yumeng opened his eyes with fear. He ran the immortal formula of heaven, but he couldn't absorb any spiritual power at all

"How can this happen? Isn't Yin Sheng Yang death clan full of strong immortal power? Why doesn't there even be a trace of spiritual power here? Isn't... This is not within the scope of Yin Sheng Yang death clan? No... I clearly feel that there is spiritual power in the space, but why can't it be absorbed?" Qin Huan was shocked.

If he can't absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth and there is no elixir, it's almost impossible for him to recover from the injury. Even if he can... I don't know how many years it will take. Moreover, the most serious injury is the back and spine. If he doesn't have enough elixir and spiritual power, he has no ability to walk!!

Unwilling, Qin Huan continued to try to run the immortal formula of heaven.

Three days later.

Qin Huan opened his eyes with a touch of anxiety... He tried more than a thousand times in the past three days, all of which ended in failure... The spiritual power of heaven and earth in the whole space seemed to be imprisoned by some force.

"Zhi." when Qin Huan was worried, the door was pushed open, which depressed his anxiety and slowly closed his eyes.

Qin Huan waited for a long time, but the woman didn't come forward. Just when he wanted to open his eyes, he heard a harsh but fragile ear like a pearl falling on a jade plate: "sorry, I scared you last time. Excuse me... Do you know who I am?"