Killing the Heaven with One's Body

At the dinner table, the "little princess" still spoke badly to him, and Zhao Meng was used to it.

After dinner, Chen Qiang mentioned his daughter's condition to Zhao Meng again.

"Xiao Meng, Feifei's illness has been getting worse recently. As a father, I feel sad every day seeing Feifei like this"!

Zhao Meng paused and said

"Uncle Qiang, I suspect Feifei's illness is caused by poisoning, not due to congenital physical condition"!

Chen Qiang was also shocked when he heard what Zhao Meng said, but he immediately returned to normal.

For him, the head of a big family, anything can happen!

But Chen Qiang could not accept that his own daughter was poisoned in his own place.

Not to mention the difficulty of poisoning, just the intensity of the toxicity must be such that it could completely change a person's physique!

“Uncle Qiang, this poison is not strong, on the contrary, it is very weak, but it depends on the ingenuity of the person who uses the poison.

Once this poison enters the body, it is like a seed that is planted in the human body.

The onset of the poison requires conditions, and those conditions are sunlight and heat.

If Feifei had been in a cold place when she was poisoned, the heat generated by Feifei herself would not be enough to cause the poison to take effect, and it might dissipate on its own over time.

But judging from the current situation, that is not the case. The poison has grown little by little after years of nourishment and has penetrated into every part of her body."

Hearing this, Chen Qiang slowly lowered his head and rubbed his eyes with his hands.

Judging from the target of the poison, Chen Qiang immediately understood that the poisoner's intention was to make sure that there was no one to inherit the Chen family's fortune. It could be said that this was a long-planned plan.

He has experienced too many open and covert struggles, using all kinds of methods, both white and black, but he has rarely seen a Chen Qiang who is so cruel that makes people curse him!

"If Feifei was born in an ordinary family, she would definitely be a happy child, but the war between families affected her family members and children.

I am not a human being. I can’t even protect my own family. When her mother passed away, I should have realized the seriousness of the problem. It’s my incompetence, my incompetence!”

Zhao Meng looked at Uncle Qiang who was collapsing at this moment. He had never been a father and could not understand this feeling.

"Uncle Qiang, but maybe I can give it a try"!

Chen Qiang raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him in shock.

He didn't know what to say. He was the one who saved his life. If my daughter could be cured, he really didn't know how to repay him.

"Xiao Meng, I don't know what to say. If Feifei's disease can be cured, the Chen family will owe you a huge favor. I would be willing to work like a slave for you"!

Having said that, Chen Qiang was about to kneel down to Zhao Meng again!

"Uncle Qiang, you get up first. I can only say that I will try, but I can't guarantee it. After all, it has been so many years. I am only 20% sure. Not only does it require Feifei's cooperation, but the treatment process will be extremely painful. Whether she can bear it depends on Feifei herself."

"Twenty percent, twenty percent is enough. Rather than living before the age of twenty, it is better to give it a try."

The young man in front of him made Chen Qiang, a veteran in the world, feel an inexplicable trust.

And since entering the middle stage of boxer, Zhao Meng's body and soul have undergone qualitative changes.

Zhao Meng knew in his heart that if he wanted to save people, he had to become strong first, have the ability and learn how to protect himself. This was the foundation of everything.

The pace of life requires not only hard practice, but also slowing down.

It is also time to calm down and carefully examine what kind of abilities you have now, so that you can plan your next training plan.

After entering the middle stage of boxer, Zhao Meng's observation and application of spiritual energy also reached a higher level.

Before, I simply used spiritual energy for other people’s cultivation, so it had nothing to do with me at all!

However, when he escaped, a large amount of energy left by the devil remained on his body!

It can be said that if there is no help from the energy left over from before, it may take at least ten or eight years for me to reach the middle stage of the boxer.

But now that I have done it, I can observe the spiritual energy in the air more clearly.

Even within reach and can be touched!!

Now the spiritual energy is like an obedient child to him, and he can control it freely.

It’s just that I’ve just made a breakthrough, and I’m still not proficient in the use of spiritual energy. I’m sure I’ll get much better with more practice.

Tired of practicing, Zhao Meng took out the two "junks" he had before!

I didn't notice it before, but now I see something different.

The rag felt very silky in the hand, and one could even feel the cool comfort coming from it. It felt more like a missing corner of a piece of clothing.

I'm afraid I won't be able to discover anything else with my naked eyes, so why not try using spiritual energy?

So Zhao Meng drove the spiritual energy and began to slowly enter this broken thing.

Gradually, he discovered that after his spiritual energy entered, he slowly seemed to have a little bit of connection with this thing.

That feeling is amazing.

Zhao Meng looked at this thing in his spiritual consciousness. It seemed to be a good thing, but what could it do with such a small amount? !

This thing can't be patched together! !

Suddenly Zhao Meng thought of something! !

He controlled his spiritual energy and began to try to repair it, but this was pure nonsense and he himself didn't even believe it. What on earth was going on? !

But Zhao Meng succeeded!!

As the spiritual energy was injected little by little, the rag began to slowly expand to the surroundings. Although the speed was very slow, Zhao Meng still noticed it! !

This surprised Zhao Meng a little, and he quickly concentrated on the work at hand.

The rags recover very slowly and require a huge amount of spiritual energy.

Zhao Meng took great pains to turn this palm-sized rag into the size of a palm!

Most of the spiritual energy in my body has been consumed. I hope that all my effort will be of some use. Since my toughness is good, I will try its defensive ability!

Zhao Meng used 50% of his strength to punch the cloth. If it was a human being, the cloth would probably have been shattered into pieces.

But the rag was intact.

Zhao Meng was overjoyed.

Although I now possess some extraordinary abilities, I am still a mortal body. Especially if key parts such as the heart are severely damaged, I will not be able to bear it. With this, I have an extra layer of protection.