Dou Po: Signed for three years, starting from capturing the goddess

Chapter 186 Treatment!

Nalan Yanran nodded slightly, her pair of bright eyes stared closely at Brother Ning Luo, who was beside her with a handsome figure.

Ning Luo nodded: "I'll do my best, but the old man is deeply poisoned, so I'm not sure if I can succeed."

"In that case, the danger should be very high, right?" Hearing this, Nalan Yanran said in a low voice with a little hesitation.

"Less than 50.00% sure."

Ning Luo said lazily, glanced at Nalan Yanran whose pretty face changed slightly, and said lightly: "Looking at the old man's appearance, he must not be able to survive another two days. Should he die under the torment of toxins or fight hard?" Whether a fight can be saved, how to choose, you decide, and those jokes about whether you are absolutely sure, it’s better not to talk about it.”

"Well, if that's the case, then it's all up to the nephew." After gritting his teeth and pondering for a while, Nalansu finally nodded fiercely and said in a deep voice.

Ning Luo nodded and said, "Uncle Nalan, I will do my best!"

Ning Luo sat beside the bed, with his right hand erected slightly, and the blue flames lingered upwards, instantly causing the temperature in the room to skyrocket.

Seeing that Ning Luo was about to make a move, Nalan Su pulled Nalan Yanran back a few steps, and at the same time drove all the maids out of the room with his hand.

Nalan Jie was lying in Chuangsheng. Although after so long of toxin erosion, the old man's already withered face looked a little ugly, but this one could still faintly see some of the unruly character just like his name. .

The left hand lightly patted Nalan Jie's shoulder, and a dark force shook the robe on his body into powder, revealing a thin body like a skeleton.

Looking at this skinny body, Yuan Yinning Luo couldn't help but shook his head.

On the other side, Nalan Yanran's eyes were a little rosy, and the extremely rare mist lingered in her eyes, making this delicate woman look a little pitiful.

Slowly sticking out his middle finger, a wisp of cyan flame was lingering around his fingertips, Ning Luo stared at that ray of blue flame, and calmly said: "I'm going to start!"

"Okay, Brother Ning Luo, we trust you!" Nalan Yanran said firmly.

The soul power slowly protruded out of the body, then enveloped the cyan flame, tried hard to suppress its blazing high temperature, and then lightly touched Nalan Jie's back.

With a finger pointing, the green flame plunged into Nalan Jie's body with a puff, and the latter, who was unconscious at first, suddenly trembled at this moment.

Ning Luo began to control the flames, constantly expelling the poison from Nalan Jie.

Ning Luo's soul power was wrapped in blue flames, and then slowly approached those black bones wrapped in toxin.

Ning Luo's soul power is very powerful, so the degree of control over the flames is very sensitive.

At this time, Nalan Jie, whose face was numb, gradually felt pain appear on his face, and his withered palms were also tightly clenched, with blue veins throbbing on his arms.

"Ah..." On the bed, Nalan Jie, who had his eyes closed, opened them suddenly, and a hoarse roar of severe pain came from his mouth, and a fierce aura, like a flash of light, came back to him.

"Old man..." Looking at the old man who suddenly opened his eyes and screamed, Nalan Yanran and Nalan Su hurriedly shouted.

However, they still had great trust in Ning Luo.

In the quiet house, the Nalan father and daughter were talking in a low voice, and occasionally cast their eyes on the two people beside the bed. .

As time passed quietly, the black skeleton wrapped in Ningluo's blue flame gradually returned to its normal color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the outside world, at this time, Nalan Jie's whole body was drenched with sweat, his old face was twitching constantly, and the sound of sucking in air-conditioning leaked out from between his teeth.

"Okay, are you ready?" Nalan Jie's voice was a little hoarse and trembling as he clenched his fists tightly and his arms throbbed like little snakes.

"Grandpa, you have been deeply poisoned. If you want to get rid of them all, you should do it a few more times." Ning Luo said.

"The branding poison, can you really expel it all?" Hearing this, Nalan Jie couldn't help being surprised and said, although the old man has lived for so many years, if there is a choice between death and life, anyone will choose the latter.

"According to the current progress, there seems to be no problem." Ning Luo said lightly.

"Hehe, I didn't expect Xiao Luo to possess such abilities at such a young age. I'm relieved to leave Yanran to you." Nalan Jie nodded hastily and laughed hoarsely.

At this time, Nalan Yanran's pretty face blushed.

Very shy.

"I will continue to come over to treat you tomorrow!" Ning Luo glanced at the sky outside, then turned to Nalan Jie who was on the bed.

"Okay, Yan Ran, you must take good care of Xiao Luo." Hearing this, Nalan Jie hastily smiled enthusiastically.

"Yes, grandpa!" Nalan Yanran said with a blushing face.

Walk slowly on the path paved with gravel.Standing side by side with Ning Luo, Nalan Yanran occasionally glanced at her senior brother.

"Brother, thank you!"

Ning Luo gently took Nalan Yanran's hand, and said softly, "Thank you for telling me."

Nalan Yanran blushed a little along the way.

night.

Because Ning Luo was at Nalan Yanran's house, she didn't sleep with Nalan Yanran.

He also took the opportunity to practice.

Taking off his shoes, he sat down cross-legged on the bed, rubbed his tired face, Ning Luo stretched out his sleeves, frowned slightly and glanced at the slightly blackened fingertips, and then slowly formed a practice handprint with both hands , and then gradually close your eyes.

As he entered the state of cultivation, Ning Luo's mind quickly came from the cyclone. With a slight movement of his mind, a wisp of blue flame was spewed out from Naling, wrapped in battle energy, and then slowly hovered over the cyclone.

Focusing on the turbulent cyan flame, after a long time, under Ning Luo's control, the cyan flame suddenly churns, and the temperature suddenly rises, and with the increase of its temperature, the faint black mist turns out to be out of thin air. Appeared in the center of the flame
Under the high temperature, the volume of the black mist slowly shrank, and after a while, those strands of black mist began to fuse together.

Like a deep black bead, inside the bead, a faint light flickers, as if it contains surging energy.

As the cyan flame burned again, the black bead finally began to move, its surface trembling slightly, and traces of black mist seeped out from the bead, and then was purified into nothingness by the hot flame.

(End of this chapter)