Prophet of Rebirth

"Desperate?

A big question mark appeared on Li Rongrong's face, she is not a prophet,

It's not clear what kind of dangerous situation the prophet's obsession is, but seeing the expressions on the faces of Le Shou and Yang Qingwei, her heart is also tense. It's not like she hasn't read martial arts novels. She also has some understanding, ranging from the loss of all the strength of the whole body, to the death of the severed tendons in the whole body, when she thinks of the word death, she can no longer be stable, and her body trembles uncontrollably. 【 】

"What should I do?" Wei Jing had completely forgotten the pain in her chest at this time, and the pictures flashed in her mind were all related to Ye Qiu's past. As a warrior, she knew very well that a person who went mad What kind of small field will there be in the end? Even if Ye Qiu's madness is very slight, the consequences are still very serious. No matter how light it is, it will cause some parts of the body to be paralyzed. It might cause Ye Qiu to lose all vitality, and he would live like a walking corpse in the future. This result made her feel terrified.

"Going crazy!" Both Long Yueyin and Jin Ri were shocked, and at the same time they were extremely surprised. As competitors, Ye Qiu's situation made them feel very complicated. Ye Qiu's development became more and more complicated. Well, it would naturally affect their status, but they couldn't bear to see that Ye Qiu might die because of this, but they couldn't do anything about the madness, they could only watch helplessly.

"How is that possible!" Wang Xiaohu's face showed a hint of panic. In his life dictionary, Ye Qiu is an omnipotent person, and Ye Qiu's achievements and talents have always proved this to him. There has never been anything that Ye Qiu can't do, just like the relationship between Ye Qiu and Yang Qingwei. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, Ye Qiu is such a commoner.

It is undoubtedly a dream for the son to climb up to the little princess of the Yang family, but he still believes that Ye Qiu has the qualifications and the ability to make the people of the Yang family admire him again, and he is willing to hand over Yang Qingwei to Ye Qiu's hands. But now, Ye Qiu unexpectedly met the most feared person in the world of prophecies,

The most taboo thing, the chance of surviving is almost infinitely close to zero. Even a person like him who has great confidence in Ye Qiu has lost confidence in Ye Qiu at this moment. Being insane is the death proof of a prophet book!Anyone who received this certificate would undoubtedly mean death. It seemed that in the history of prophets, there had never been a prophet who could survive after going crazy.

"What's the matter, is the obsession serious?" Seeing the expressions of Yang Qingwei and the others, Xie Tianhua wanted to make a joke. To be insane is just something in martial arts novels. It is too far away from reality. It is so far away that it seems to be an illusion. With an innocuous noun.

"Being obsessed means death to a prophet." Cai Feiyang muttered to himself in a daze, but he gave Xie Tianhua and the others a sledgehammer, which made them dizzy for a while.

"Just kidding!" Xie Tianhua forced a smile, but the smile was uglier than crying. He knew that Cai Feiyang would never be alarmist at this moment, but he felt that the world was too crazy to accept that Ye Qiu would die. up.

"Sister Qingwei, what should I do, can brother Qiu be saved?" Li Rongrong beeped anxiously.

"Qingwei!" Wei Jing also looked at Yang Qingwei with a serious face. Yang Qingwei is the strongest person present, and the level of the prophet is the highest. If she has nothing to do, it is exactly as Cai Feiyang said That also means that Ye Qiu will be buried on the top of Sleeping Beauty Mountain.

"Woo..." Yang Qingwei shook her head dumbfoundedly, and then fell on Ye Qiu's body and cried bitterly. The feeling of losing and regaining and finally losing again made her heart ache, and this loss meant a real loss. Heaven and man are separated forever, the sprinting pain almost made her faint.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't clamored to have a picnic, brother Qiu, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened, oh..." Yang Qingwei's expression and pain made Li Rongrong's heart feel like a heavy hammer had hit him hard. A mouthful of blood spurted backwards, staining Ye Qiu's clothes red, and wherever he looked, it was shocking.

"Sister Rongrong" saw that Li Rongrong's body was shaking and might fall down at any time, Wang Xue exclaimed and stretched out her other hand to support Li Rongrong's body.

"Rongrong!" Cai Feiyang and Li Tian screamed, and ran behind Li Rongrong respectively. Cai Feiyang patted Li Rongrong's back lightly, and wanted to say a word of condolences to Li Rongrong, but he looked at Li Rongrong's absent-minded eyes. And pale cheeks, but he couldn't say this comforting word, he could only shake his head and sigh.

"Impossible, how is it possible? Why is it always you who get hurt, why not me, why not me? God, how long do you want my punishment to last!" Wei Jing muttered to himself, tears kept flowing from his eyes The hands that touched Ye Qiu's face kept trembling. She could feel the temperature on Ye Qiu's face gradually becoming cold. She knew very well that when Ye Qiu's face also began to become stiff, Ye Qiu's life can be regarded as coming to an end.

"Why do you get mad so easily?"

"What are we going to do now, call an ambulance? . . .

"The fatality rate of a prophet going crazy is [-]%. Even if those doctors come, it's useless, and here in the wilderness here, waiting for the ambulance to arrive, the president may..."

"Qingwei..."

The members of Yiye Zhiqiu Club talked a lot, and everyone felt very heavy about Ye Qiu's accident this time, but even Yang Qingwei, who was omnipotent in their minds, could only shake her head and cry. It is conceivable that Ye Qiu went crazy this time How serious it is.

"Lao Ye is not a prophet, it's not so serious!" Although Huang Hong was also very sad in his heart, he thought of another possibility. What Cai Feiyang and Yang Qingwei said in their mouths were the prophets' obsession and no cure. , but Ye Qiu has never attended a prophecy class, what kind of a prophet is Ye Qiu!There is no such thing as a so-called prophet who goes mad. He doesn't know what it is like for ordinary people to go mad. However, those heroes in martial arts novels who go mad can be saved. Now they don't want to save Ye Qiu. It's not a waste of time to cry here all the time. , Wasting Ye Qiu's life?

"What did you say? What did you just say?" Yang Qingwei, who had been crying bitterly on Ye Xian, suddenly raised her head, staring straight at Huang Hong with bloodshot eyes, but the longing in her eyes was obvious. .

"I said that Lao Ye and Lao Ye are not prophets, so there should be salvation." Huang Hong was shocked by Yang Qingwei's stare, and stammered what he said before, but After saying these words, while he breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt that his back was wet a lot at some point.

"That's right! Brother Qiu is not a prophet, he must be saved, he must be saved."

Yang Qingwei's eyes full of despair suddenly burst out full of hope. In his words, he was asking questions to others, but also seemed to be asking questions to himself.

Wang Xiaohu and all the prophets were shocked. What Huang Hong said was correct. Ye Qiu was not a prophet at all from the beginning to the end. The strength is too shocking.

If Ye Qiu was not a prophet, then the law of death that existed in a prophet would no longer exist in Ye Qiu.

The sadness in the eyes of Li Rongrong, Wang Xiaohu and others slowly dissipated, replaced by a kind of surprise.

"Xiao Shou, help me break Brother Qiu's hand!" Yang Qingwei doesn't have so much time to think about these things now. Even if Ye Qiu is not a fortune teller, the insanity of ordinary warriors still has a great death rate. Hurry up, Ye Qiu's hope of waking up will become even slimmer.Ye Qiu's hand was still tightly grasping her chest, if she didn't get Ye Qiu's hand away, she couldn't do the next rescue action at all.So right now, she couldn't care about the pain in her chest being pinched by Ye Qiu at all, and she couldn't care about whether it would be embarrassing to be seen by others. Right now, Ye Qiu's life was what she cared about most.

"Well, ah!" Le Shou was stunned, and then he agreed and quickly ran to Yang Qingwei's side, grabbed Ye Qiu's hand, and wanted to stop dialing.

"Dial like this, you want to hurt me to death!" Seeing Le Shou's movement, Yang Qingwei couldn't help being shocked, "Slowly break apart Brother Qiu's fingers, be careful, don't use too much force."

"Oh!" Le Shou blushed slightly, feeling embarrassed for his recklessness.

"Xiaoxue, go and help Wei Jing!" Yang Qingwei also saw Wei Jing's embarrassment, and she could also see the cold sweat dripping from Wei Jing's forehead because of the pain. Ye Qiu's two grips were extremely forceful. She was sure that her chest must have been bruised now. She didn't know if it would be deformed. If it was really deformed, she would die. up.

"Hmm!" Hearing that Ye Qiu was still alive, Wang Xue and Li Rongrong seemed to have regained their vitality and started to work in a hurry.

"Xiaoxue, don't use such force, be careful not to break Ye Qiu's fingers." Feeling the huge force from Wang Xue's hand, Wei Jing couldn't help but worry for a while, although she was also worried that her chest would be pinched and deformed , but she was more worried that Wang Xue's excessive force would break Ye Qiu's stiff hands.

"Oh!" Wang Xue felt that her palms were sweating at this moment. While time was waiting for no one, she was also afraid of breaking Ye Qiu's fingers. With so many scruples, she couldn't use her strength at all.

"There's no time!" Yang Qingwei gritted her teeth. Compared to Ye Qiu's life, the damage to her severed finger was negligible. The index finger pinched Ye Qiu's thumb, and then he squeezed harder, and there was a soft click, which made everyone present feel a wave of horror in their hearts.

"Break it!" Wei Jing also understood the importance of time, the lesser of two evils, now is not the time to hesitate.

"Yeah!" Wang Xue did the same thing and broke Ye Qiu's left thumb almost at a [-]-degree angle, which made Li Rongrong tremble with fear.

"Xiao Shou, help Brother Qiu to sit up." He took Ye Qiu's right hand away from his chest, ignoring the still burning chest, and after crossing his legs, he hugged Ye Qiu's head and let him Ye Qiu, who was holding him back, helped him up.

"Sister Qingwei, what are you going to do?" Le Shou asked with concern while helping Ye Qiu sit up.

"I searched Brother Qiu's body just now, and found that the true energy in his body was rushing around. It kept hitting his tendons and body. Fortunately, Brother Qiu's body is strong. Otherwise, the surging true energy would have It just broke his tendons, and what I have to do now is to straighten out this uncontrollable true energy and guide it back to brother Qiu's dantian." Yang Qingwei pressed her right hand to the back of Ye Qiu's heart as she spoke. , and his left hand was placed on the back of Ye Qiu's head.

Two different colors, one red and one white, emerged from Yang Qingwei's palm.

"The power of time and space!" Seeing the two kinds of glaring rays of light gushing out from the palm of Yang Qingwei, Long Yueyin and Jin Ri knew what kind of state Yang Qingwei had reached now, a prefecture-level low-level prophet , should have reached the peak, maybe a small step forward, and Yang Qingwei will be able to step into the realm of prefecture-level mid-level prophets, Yang Qingwei is only this year!She is about to become an earth-level mid-level prophet at such a young age. You don't need to think about how high her future achievements will be. She can definitely step into the realm of an earth-level high-level prophet in her lifetime, and she is very likely to hit the sky-level prophet. That is something that has never happened in the Longyan Kingdom for hundreds of years. Even Taishan Beidou in the prophecy world is still trapped at the peak of the prefecture-level high-level prophets. He has been unable to break through for many years, and even Wang Zhongtian's talent will be trapped in this realm. After so many years, one can imagine how difficult it is to break through the prefecture-level realm.

Jin Ri and Long Yueyin are very clear about the value of a prefecture-level low-level peak prophet. In the future, Longyan Kingdom's prophetic world will definitely have Yang Qingwei's place, and even occupy half of the country.

Hearing what Yang Qingwei said, and seeing the confident expression on Yang Qingwei's face, Li Rongrong, Wei Jing and the others were relieved. Since Yang Qingwei had already thought of a way, then Ye Qiu would be fine with Yang Qingwei's ability.

However, Wang Xue is not so optimistic. She can be said to be the most powerful prophet besides Yang Qingwei among these people. Even Long Yueyin and Jin Ri are slightly inferior to her. Shang Wangxue is Wang Zhongtian's granddaughter, and usually she can get one-on-one direct teaching from Wang Zhongtian, and her practice as a prophet is much deeper than that of Jin Ri and Long Yueyin. It is very clear that although Ye Qiu is not a fortune teller, a warrior's obsession is equally terrifying, not to mention that she is very clear that Ye Qiu's strength is equivalent to that of an earth-level high-level fortune teller. However, the difference between the two levels is an insurmountable step. Yang Qingwei's use of low-level power to correct Ye Qiu's disordered qi in high-level power seems very reluctant, and it is even possible that Yang Qingwei can't do it well. She will be seriously injured because of this, so she is very worried at this moment, hoping that no unexpected situation will appear, because it will be a lose-lose situation, and it will be an irreversible situation.

Time passed slowly amidst everyone's anxiety and anticipation, and Yang Qingwei's complexion became paler and paler as time passed, and finally her face was bloodless, looking frighteningly white, and her body began to appear There was an imperceptible trembling, but what made them happy was that the trembling of Ye Qiu's body gradually eased, and a little rosiness appeared on his face, which indicated that Ye Qiu's body was already moving towards a good state. direction is transformed.

"Pow!" The thing Wang Xue was worried about finally appeared. As Ye Qiu's face became more and more ruddy, the light emitted from between Yang Qingwei's palms became more and more dimmer, and her face became whiter and paler. Finally unable to hold back, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Sister Qingwei!" Wang Xue's expression changed, and the last thing she wanted to happen finally happened.

"Qingwei!" Wei Jing's heart sank, looking at Yang Qingwei's expression, the guidance failed this time, and looking at Ye Qiu's face, the rosy color on his face that just indicated improvement disappeared in an instant, and his face became pale. Even paler than Yang Qingwei.

"Qingwei" Long Yueyin, Jin Ri and the others also took a step forward, wanting to see the injuries of Ye Qiu and Yang Qingwei.

"The tide of love, the tide of love, hurry up!" Yang Qingwei didn't dare to leave Ye Qiu's body with her hands, because she knew very well that as long as she left Ye Qiu's body, the chaotic qi in Ye Qiu's body would never be released. It would blow Ye Qiu's body to pieces, and she was only a little bit short of being able to guide Ye Qiu's chaotic true energy into Ye Qiu's dantian, but if she was just a little bit short, she was already powerless, and she was very unwilling. Very unwilling, but there was no other way, and in a hurry, he remembered the medicine that Ye Qiu had refined.

"Sister Qingwei, we don't have any!" Le Shou and Wei Jing looked at each other in blank dismay. Yiye Zhiqiu Society's Love Tides had already been auctioned off, and no one took it with him, not even Ye Qiu. Bottle, now that Yang Qingwei wants to love Tidal, they simply can't get it out.

"What is the tide of love?" Except for the five people Yang Qingwei, everyone present was puzzled and puzzled by the term Yang Qingwei called out.

"Xianzhirou Scar Removing Beauty Essence Lu, who has it!" Yang Qingwei suddenly remembered the term she called earlier, except for the five of them, no one knew what it was. Jing Jinglu didn't have much illusions, but it was the last step, and a dead horse would have to be a living horse doctor, otherwise she could just watch Ye Qiu die. She couldn't forgive herself for this situation. ! .