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Chapter 83 Moisturizing
Everyone looked at her eagerly, and spontaneously surrounded her and the tree.

It formed a big circle.

Someone even asked cautiously, "My lord, do you need any ceremony?"

"We, we can't come up with sacrifices..."

It was really so easy to believe that she would ask for rain.

Qing Chuan's mouth twitched lightly, these people are too simple, she would beg for a rain of hammers.

She wanted to see if there were any water veins underground in this land.

Even the compass in her hand was taken out by her as a display. It is a tool and decoration made of pure gold, and it is useless at all.

Qing Chuan lowered her eyes, and slowly spread the spiritual power in her palm to the ground through the dry tree roots.

Her mother's body is a ten thousand-year spiritual wood, and her demon body is also a mutated spiritual wood. Through any tree, she can easily extend her root system to every inch of land underground.

The stronger the strength, the wider the range she can spread.

But her strength is limited, and her spiritual power is also limited, so she can only detect a few miles around at most, not even ten miles.

But that's enough for now.

At least covering this village is a breeze.

Fortunately, soon, Qingkua touched the underground water veins, the location of the water veins is not too far, not too deep, after touching the water veins, Qingkua couldn't help muttering, it's strange .

Very strange.

Obviously the underground water veins are flowing, but why is this land "dead"?

Could it be that there is really something strange that sucked away the spirit of this land?

Qing Kuo was full of doubts, and couldn't help but probe the roots a little further.

She was completely out of curiosity, and she couldn't control it for a while, and she didn't even notice that cold sweat was dripping from her forehead at some point.

Until her eyes went dark, she staggered, and almost fell to the ground, a hand seemed to appear out of nowhere, and grabbed her hand in time.

Qing Kuo raised her head, only to see that at some point, Lian Xueyin was already standing beside her.

She blinked lightly, "Husband?"

Even Xueyin didn't speak, and the spiritual power quickly poured into her body through her palm, filling up the spiritual power she had just consumed too much.Just like the dry young saplings, the green tree was nourished by the spring rain, and she burped after drinking tons and tons of water, her face was flushed with drunkenness, and even the snow print let go of her hand.

Aoki hiccupped again.

She reacted, grabbed Lian Xueyin's hand in a hurry, and stood up with his strength.

From the moment Lian Xueyin got off the carriage, those refugees who were still surrounding Qingkuma waiting for her to beg for rain unconsciously moved back and forth until they could barely see what Qingkua was doing, so they became anxious one by one. Everyone stretched their heads to look forward, but no one dared to move forward.

Seeing her standing up now, she was even more eager to lift her feet, but her feet were as if they were driven into nails, and she didn't dare to move at all.

Without him, it is really that man who looks very ordinary, but is very scary.

It makes people palpitate at a glance from the bottom of their hearts.

Only Qingzhao didn't feel anything, and she was still floating like drinking too much, "Husband, you are too good! If you continue to moisten it, I will have a nosebleed!"

It was nothing to say these words, but Liu Shuangyue, who was standing aside, couldn't hold back a "poof" laugh.

Then the next moment, before Lian Xueyin's death gaze could look over, she slipped away with a "swoosh".

Qingkuo realized how ambiguous his words were, and couldn't help explaining, "Husband, I didn't mean that, I meant that my little sapling was nourished by you..."

(End of this chapter)