The first thousand four hundred and fifty-four chapters learn to ask for help
"The antidote to Xi Nao Pill requires two things that cannot be found anywhere in the world." Xia Qingchen murmured: "One is the feces or blood essence of the Soul-eating Divine Insect, and the other is psychedelic grass."
"I have the former, but the latter... I need to go to the Demon Realm to find it." Xia Qingchen said.
Which of the monsters inside is not extremely cruel?
If you go inside to look for the psychedelic grass, you will definitely die.
"No need to worry." Xia Qingchen said: "It is not necessary to go deep into the demon world."
He opened his eyes and thought: "The entrance and exit of the Hell Gate have been contaminated by demonic energy for a long time, and it is unknown whether there is psychedelic grass growing there."
Psychedelic grass is not a rare species in the demon world. As long as the demonic energy is sufficient, it can grow in most places.
"The only thing I can worry about is whether I have a chance to get close to the exit of the Hell Gate." Xia Qingchen murmured.
This is what worries him the most.
Although I have never understood it, I can imagine that there must be a human seal near the gate of hell.
It must be an extremely sensitive place, and ordinary people are not allowed to get close to it.
"It seems that I have to take the Long Yuan Emperor Association seriously." Yu Tingtong once said that the Long Yuan Emperor Association can decide the position in the fight against the Hell Gate.
In other words, the higher the status, the greater the chance of getting closer to the seal.
"Hiss..." Yue Mingzhu suddenly twitched and covered her head in pain.
After experiencing the stimulation of Faceless Lord's whistle, the corpse brain pill, which was supposed to explode completely in ten days, has been greatly advanced.
It is urgent to suppress Xi Nao Wan.
"Where is the Yin Yue Bodhi I gave you?" Xia Qingchen said, "Drink it first. It has a certain effect on relieving the attack of severe poison."
Yue Mingzhu just remembered it, and after taking it out and drinking it, the effect was immediate.
The severe pain in his head was much lighter, and the feeling of being cut to pieces by a thousand cuts was quickly relieved.
However, she had experienced several attacks before and had mental trauma, which Yin Yue Bodhi could not treat.
"Go back first." Xia Qingchen sought death and must refine some medicine to treat mental injuries.
Baiyun Village.
When Xia Qingchen returned to the villa area, the surrounding area was peaceful and there was nothing strange about it.
The previous arrests of the tomb keeper were carried out quietly and did not alert anyone.
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's eyes were closed tightly and his brows were furrowed. Although he fell into a coma, his expression was extremely painful.
"Xia... Young Master." The head of the Huang family said with a complicated expression.
Xia Qingchen looked at Huang Wending, who was supporting him, and knew that Huang Wending's mental trauma was uncontrollably erupting.
A few days ago, the mental trauma had reached the point where it would break out every few hours.
Now I'm afraid it has completely exploded.
"Is something wrong?" Xia Qingchen asked. After all, the Huang family leader had always supported him when he was in trouble.
Yu Li, he should still give him some face.
The head of the Huang family said: "I sincerely ask Mr. Xia to lend a helping hand."
Xia Qingchen walked over with no expression on his face, stared at the unconscious Huang Wending at close range, and said, "He is indeed seriously ill. If he is not treated, he will probably be in a permanent coma until he suffers from mental breakdown and dies."
The head of the Huang family didn't know that the situation was critical, so he clasped his fists again and again.
"I beg Mr. Xia to help me, and I will repay you with all my strength." Although the Huang Family Master doesn't like Huang Wending, his grandson, he is the most outstanding among the younger generation after all, and he can't ignore death.
Seeing that Xia Qingchen was indifferent, the head of the Huang family bent one knee and prepared to kneel down and bow.
As a famous figure in the martial arts world, as an old man, and as Xia Qingchen's nominal grandfather.
This kneeling ceremony is really too big!
Xia Qingchen did not stop him, but raised his hand, slapped Huang Wending hard on the face, and said lightly: "Can you still pretend?"
The crisp slap left an extremely clear palm print on Huang Wending's cheek.
Huang Wending, who should have fallen into coma, received a sudden slap in the face, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
"I'm too embarrassed to ask for help, so I pretend to be unconscious and let grandpa grovel for you?" Xia Qingchen's eyes were full of contempt.
He saw early on that Huang Wending was not really comatose, but was pretending to be comatose.
He was arrogant and unwilling to ask Xia Qingchen for help, but Xia Qingchen was the only one on Linlang Island who could.
Therefore, he pretended to be unconscious and asked his grandfather to ask Xia Qingchen for help, and he could just sit back and enjoy the results.
"People who call themselves the Huang family look a bit like the Huang family!" Xia Qingchen slapped him again.
If Huang Wending had the backbone and would rather die than seek treatment from him, he would still think highly of Huang Wending.
But unfortunately, he wanted both integrity and Xia Qingchen to take action, and he didn't want to do it himself.
True to the words of the ancients, you want to build a memorial arch even if you become a bitch!
After two slaps, Huang Wending finally couldn't pretend anymore.
He opened his eyes, feeling the burning pain on his cheek, and became angry - Xia was really willing to do it!
"Ding'er, are you pretending?" The Huang family leader stared at him with a hint of disappointment.
You don't want to ask for help, so you plot against him?
Let him be the head of the Huang family, a grandpa, and beg for a grandson in a low voice?
Huang Wending defended himself with a guilty conscience: "My grandson just woke up. Grandpa, are you asking Xia Qingchen to treat me?"
The head of the Huang family was careless and hummed: "Watch your wording! I am saving you, not treating you! Why don't you ask Mr. Xia for help?"
beg?
Asking him to beg Xia Qingchen, the taste was comparable to eating a bowl of live maggots fished out of the toilet.
How could he bow to Xia Qingchen when he was as arrogant and arrogant as he was?
"That's all, your grandson said last time that he won't let me save him even if he dies." Xia Qingchen said, "Please hire someone else."
Seeing that Xia Qingchen was about to leave, Huang Wending's heart was filled with waves.
He knows his own situation best. The mental trauma has reached an extremely serious level. If he does not receive treatment, he may be in big trouble.
Therefore, no matter how disgusting it is, you have to pinch your nose.
He forced out a stiff smile and bowed: "Mr. Xia, please show your bodhisattva heart and save me from this sea of suffering. I will definitely be grateful."
He was extremely disgusted and felt extremely humiliated.
But let’s wait for now, wait until the injury is healed and then worry about it, huh!
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Are you asking for help, or asking for help?" Yue Mingzhu asked with a half-smile.
The difference between the words "please" and "please" means completely different things.
The former has a humble attitude and asks for help from others.
The latter have equal status and are mutually beneficial.
The head of the Huang family had a cold look in his eyes and kicked Huang Wending's knee with his toe. The latter staggered to his knees and asked, "Will you beg for help?"
He's almost dead, and he doesn't know what's going on!
Huang Wending felt like his lungs were exploding with anger. He was actually asked to kneel down and plead with Xia Qingchen?
This, this is worse than killing him!!
However, he would not be willing to let him die.
He clenched his teeth and squirmed his cheeks for a moment, then said with a gloomy face, "Please Mr. Xia, please save me!!"
Every word, every tone of voice is squeezed out from between the teeth. (Update 5 tomorrow, before 10 p.m.)