6593-Sorcerer

"Less?"

Qin Yichen frowned slightly, pretending to be impatient.

"If you don't think it works, then you don't have to look for it. I don't have so much thoughts and ink here with you."

The white-haired old man quickly took the sheepskin roll into his arms.

"Don't worry, just leave this to me."

"It's just that I don't know how long it will take to get this medicinal material. It's a bit difficult to get all of them."

Qin Yichen nodded affirmatively.

"It's really difficult."

Originally, the witch medicine for healing the soul was extremely difficult to obtain, but Qin Yichen naturally added a lot of medicinal materials that were useless to his injuries in order to prevent his own soul from being injured.

As a result, it has resulted in an extremely wide variety of medicinal materials.

According to Qin Yichen's preliminary estimation, even if it is the Battle Sacred Hall, it will take at least three months to gather all these medicinal materials.

Putting it in the cave of the Deity Killing Sect, four or five times longer is not an exaggeration, not to mention the people entrusted by Qin Yichen are not those who can go to the bright side.

Even if they collect medicinal materials, they are careful not to be discovered.

In such an environment, the time they need to collect medicinal materials is bound to be massive.

And Qin Yichen promised them to kill anyone in the Zhongtian family, and the time would be postponed indefinitely.

After waiting for that day, Qin Yichen could also recover a lot of strength.

As long as the medicinal materials for healing the soul are released, he will be able to recover from his injuries, and then all his strength will be displayed, let alone killing a Changle Patriarch.

Even a member of the Deity Killing Sect can give him ashes.

The white-haired old man left with a helpless look.

After taking care of the trivial matters here, Qin Yichen was about to recover his lost consciousness. Suddenly, a person walked in from outside.

Qin Yichen looked intently, but it was the little maid.

"what's up."

Qin Yichen said lightly, without any expression on his face.

Even before facing the little maid, Qin Yichen covered her face with black mist.

Because he wasn't sure if this little maid had seen Si's true face.

Therefore, it is better for Qin Yichen to be careful in everything.

The lower maid walked to Qin Yichen timidly, with a little hesitation and sadness on her face.

"Master, is the previous person the young master?"

Qin Yichen raised his brows.

Sure enough, women are the most troublesome. No, the jealous jar is turned over again.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Yichen decided to conceal some information.

Nothing else, because he can be said to be isolated and helpless in the Sect of God.

Although this little maid was a little weaker, at least her loyalty to Si was placed there, and she could use it a little bit.

"It's the little lord, she gave me the status of a knight of the sect of killing, probably to save my life."

Upon hearing this, the little maid lowered her head.

In the azure blue eyes, there is an undisguised loss of loss.

It's almost time to write the word "lost" on his face.

Qin Yichen watched faintly, and suddenly stepped forward, reaching out and pressing the shoulder of the little maid.

"Don't worry, today's affairs are the arrangements of the previous one."

"I still have some deals with them. I can't tell you too much now, but you remember that it was their arrangement to play against Changle in the ring today. In order to save my life, they probably used some means. , These are not my original intentions, I didn't know anything about it before just now."

"The little lord, it's probably because of profit."

Qin Yichen made a simple analysis, and after finishing speaking, he looked at the little maid in front of him.

I saw those eyes become clear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking towards Qin Yichen's face became bright.

As if a splendid Milky Way appeared in front of us.

Qin Yichen's heart jumped.

Good guy, isn't this stunner, is it?

Don't even have the means to win over the little maid around him?

Otherwise, how could there be such a big reaction!

Qin Yichen hadn't reacted yet, the little maid suddenly hugged Qin Yichen's body, rubbed his chest, and then reluctantly let go of her hand.

After two steps back, the distance between the servant and the master was maintained.

Although the head was lowered, the flushed cheeks and the blurred eyes all exposed the thoughts in her heart.

"My son, I... I'll wash the clothes for you."

Qin Yichen didn't stop either, although to him, this was just a matter of snapping his fingers.

But this little maid was willing to do it, and wanted to use this to prove her insignificant value, so she was left to do it.

Qin Yichen carried his hands on his back, ignoring the little maid's raised mouth, turned and returned to the room.

He took out the Sumi ring from his arms at random, took out one of the few pills left in it to heal the soul and swallowed it.

The number of pills was originally massive, but Qin Yichen never thought that he was also the top powerhouse in a world, especially with a strong soul, which was an invincible existence at that time.

In any case, he did not expect that one day he would need to take a pill to heal his soul injuries.

The pill in his hand was made by himself.

After swallowing the pill, a burst of warmth spread to the limbs, but the chest was cold.

This was originally the place where the godhead was deposited, and it was also the closest place where the soul and the power of faith merged.

In order to completely get rid of the erosion of his own consciousness by the power of belief, Qin Yichen also truly became a ruthless person.

Cut off the soul directly.

As the effect of the pill came into play, Qin Yichen's chest came to a tingling.

Qin Yichen immediately concentrated all his attention on his chest, guiding the effect of the pill to spread in his chest.

Under Qin Yichen's full guidance and absorption, the speed of Shenhun's repair was still extremely slow.

After the whole night, the injury on the soul has recovered a little, but it is only a trivial point.

Looking at the setting sun outside the window, Qin Yichen shook his head, his face a little lost.

"Unexpectedly, when Qin Yichen also had a healing soul, it would be so laborious. It was really thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi."

Sighing, Qin Yichen opened the door and took a deep breath.

After a busy night of tiredness, his eyes disappeared instantly.

What caught my eye was a clear sky and white clouds. In the courtyard, the little maid was standing on tiptoe, hanging a piece of clothing on the string.

Hearing the sound of Qin Yichen pushing the door, the little maid hurriedly put the clothes in her hand in the basin and ran to Qin Yichen.

"My son, the clothes are all washed, is there anything else I can do?"

Seeing the silly little girl in front of him, Qin Yichen's face felt a little relieved.

Raising his hand and tapping the little maid's head lightly, Qin Yichen put his hand away and walked out of the courtyard.

"I used to whip famous horses because of drunkenness, for fear of passionate and tiring beauty."

Only the little maid was left watching Qin Yichen go away with a look of reverence, chanting the poem again and again in her heart, and a red glow dyed her cheeks.