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"Saint Maiden of Colorful Clothes, I can revive her!"

Xu Qianqiu's words were like thunder on the ground.

The expressions of Rang Lian's twenty-four people changed.

"Master Xu, what did you just say?"

"To revive the Saint of Nishang, do you know that in the past thousand years, we have used various means, but we can only use the water of life to prolong the life of the Saint and revive the Saint. Are you sure you can do it?"

"Nonsense! The saint has been sleeping for so many years. How can you possibly wake up the saint?" an old woman shouted coldly.

This old woman is the fourth elder of the Flower Clan.

After hearing what Xu Qianqiu said, she flew into a rage and was the most excited. She even wanted to call the guards around to drive Xu Qianqiu away.

But Xu Qianqiu glanced at her and said calmly: "Why, does it seem that this elder is very unwilling to let Saint Girl Nishang wake up?"

"Nonsense."

The fourth elder of the Flower Clan snorted coldly, and when she was about to say something, Lian Twenty-four stopped her, "Fourth Elder, please be patient."

Then, she stared at Xu Qianqiu and said, "Master Xu, everyone must be responsible for what they say. I hope you can speak the truth."

Xu Qianqiu said calmly: "Xu always does what she says, you just need to take me to see her."

Twenty-four people in Lian looked at each other.

After discussing for a while.

They decided to let Xu Qianqiu give it a try.

Anyway, after so many years, they were at their wits' end, and Xu Qianqiu had mysterious methods and had the mark of Bianhuahua, so he could only act like a dead horse.

…………

Flower tribe.

In a world of ice and snow.

Compared with other places where hundreds of flowers are blooming and spring is blooming, here is a dead silence, only a piece of white snow made of endless wind and snow.

But among the white snow, there is a place that exudes a strange lavender color. If you look closely, you will see that it is a lavender mist.

In the mist.

There is a plum blossom.

It's just that the branches of this plum blossom are dry and cracked, the flowers and leaves are withered, and even the few flowers and leaves show a lifeless gray-brown color.

"This is the Saint in Colorful Clothes."

Lian Twenty-four looked at the plum blossoms and said with some sadness.

Back then, the name of the Colorful Saint spread throughout the battlefields of all realms. She was even better than the Peony Fairy today. She was the most outstanding genius of the Flower Clan since the civil war a long time ago, and countless Flower Clan had high hopes for her.

I hope the other party can lead the Flower Clan back to its peak.

But God doesn't fulfill people's wishes.

The colorful saint who stunned the battlefields of all realms back then has now become a broken flower that can only stay in the wind and snow, struggling to survive.

"How do you want to treat it?"

Lian Twenty-four looked at Xu Qianqiu.

Xu Qianqiu looked at the plum blossoms in front of him and slowly stretched out his hand.

"don't want."

Lian Twenty-four screamed in surprise, but Xu Qianqiu still ignored it and reached out to touch the purple-black mist surrounding the plum blossoms.

A purple-black mist swished into his body.

"not good."

Lian Twenty-four said with an ugly face: "This poisonous mist comes from the Lord of Mandala. Even the saints dare not touch it easily. Once the ordinary supreme being comes into contact, the body will be paralyzed, and then wither and rot... "

She didn't expect that.

Xu Qianqiu was so reckless.

Without even asking about the source of the poisonous mist, he just reached out and touched it.

"Eh, isn't that right?"

"Why do you seem... okay?" Lian Twenty-four suddenly let out a soft sigh, looking a little surprised at Xu Qianqiu, who looked as usual.

"What can this mere poisonous mist do to me?"

Xu Qianqiu said calmly.

He raised his hand to grab the poisonous mist, and with a thought, the poisonous mist wrapped around the plum blossoms was continuously inhaled into his body!

This scene frightened twenty-four people in Lian.

To know.

This is the poisonous mist of the Lord of Mandala. If you inhale a large amount, even the saint will die and his body will not be left behind.

Xu Qianqiu, how dare you?

Can be continued.

They found that as the poisonous mist continued to be inhaled into Xu Qianqiu's body, the other party's body had no tendency to collapse.

On the contrary, there was a hint of...pleasure on the other person's face!

It seems that he is tasting some rare delicacies!

"I understand, this is the body of ten thousand poisons!"

Suddenly, Lian Twenty-four exclaimed.

"According to legend, the Body of Ten Thousand Poisons is not only immune to toxins, but can also absorb all the poisons in the world to strengthen itself. Commander Xu, who possesses the Body of Ten Thousand Poisons, is absorbing the poison of this mandala to improve his cultivation!"

They gradually discovered.

Xu Qianqiu's cultivation level has gradually improved.

There was hope in everyone's eyes.

They had thought of using the Body of Ten Thousand Poisons to absorb and refine the poison of Mandala a long time ago, but as the top holy body, the Body of Ten Thousand Poisons was extremely rare. They searched for it for thousands of years, but they found nothing.

Unexpectedly, he actually appeared in front of them today.

"If all the poison of Mandala can be absorbed and refined, then the recovery of the Holy Maiden of Nishang will be just around the corner."

"Yes, the most difficult thing to treat the Saint of Nishang is this poison. It is precisely because this poison is constantly eroding the Saint's vitality, so over the years, we can only use the water of life to extend the Saint's life. If the poison is removed With enough water of life, the saint will definitely be able to recover."

Lian Twenty-four and others were extremely excited.

And Xu Qianqiu also felt satisfied, "As expected, the poison of this mandala can be absorbed by the body of ten thousand poisons. Not only that, this poison can also be used by me to improve my cultivation." , wonderful.”

Time passes gradually.

Two days and two nights passed.

The poison of the mandragora was gradually absorbed by Xu Qianqiu.

His cultivation was one step closer to the saint.

"Next, it's about recovering vitality."

Xu Qianqiu said lightly. The most difficult poison of the injury of the Saint Nishang had been solved, and the remaining recovery was much simpler.

Lian Ershisi took out a large amount of water of life and poured it into the plum blossom.

The plum blossom quickly absorbed the art of life, and the branches that had been cultivated hard gradually became full, but there was still a distance from recovery.

"The water of life is not enough."

"It seems that we have to go to the Wanjie Chamber of Commerce again."

"But before we give them an answer, I'm afraid they won't easily sell the water of life to us."

Several people talked about it.

Xu Qianqiu next to him said lightly: "What's the difficulty?"

He raised his hand lightly, and in an instant, a large amount of green light spread out, and the breath of the law of life filled the surroundings.

Xu Qianqiu displayed the talent of the heart of plants.

He had used this talent to promote the growth of the World Tree.

At this moment.

It can also be used to restore the Saint of Nishang.

As the law of life transformed by the talent of the heart of plants continued to be poured into the plum blossoms, buds gradually appeared on the branches and leaves of the plum blossoms.

The buds were delicate and beautiful, ready to bloom.

"Such a rich vitality, it can be compared with the water of life? And it seems to be transformed from his true power."

"In this case, isn't he a spring of water of life? It's incredible."

"This ability is of great help to my flower clan."

"The holder of the red spider lily is indeed extraordinary."

Accompanied by the exclamation of several people.

The plum blossoms bloomed in the wind and snow, and they became more and more beautiful.

Suddenly.

I saw the plum blossoms flash.

Instead, there was a figure.

This was a stunning woman with a curvy figure, smooth and fair skin, and three thousand black hair like a waterfall, soft and smooth.

There was a bit of coldness between her eyebrows.

But these were not the most important things.

The key point was.

This woman was the Saint of the Flower Clan, Nishang!

She had been sleeping in her true form before, but she gradually recovered under Xu Qianqiu's treatment and was able to transform into a human form again.

Perhaps it was because of the long coma that Saint Nishang made a small mistake when she transformed into a human form. At this moment, the Saint was... naked.