Sheng Chong Yipin Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 460 Huge Pain

Director Ji immediately understood the meaning after hearing Lin Xiao's words, and waved to Mina who was standing behind Sikong Yi, Mina nodded knowingly and left the stage, but after a while, there was a man who looked like The middle-aged man who was about the same age as Director Ji followed Mina to the stage. Looking at his clothes, he was actually a fighting spirit fighter, and his level was definitely not lower than level nine.

After the middle-aged man took the stage, he first glanced at Lin Xiao, then frowned at Director Ji and Sikong Yi, and asked, "Is this possible?"

Sikong Yi was holding the armrests of the chair with both hands, looking relaxed to outsiders, but only he knew that his palms were sweating from tension.

After hearing the middle-aged man's words, Sikong Yi returned without thinking: "How will you know if you don't try?"

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but looked at Director Ji, who nodded slightly to him, and said, "Mode, I'm here to deliver spiritual power to the Lord City Lord, and you are responsible for protecting our safety." Speaking of this, Ji The manager paused, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and then he said coldly: "If anyone dares to have any thoughts that should not be during the period when the city lord is taking medicine to build the foundation, he will be killed!"

The last four words are extremely cold and full of killing intent.

Everyone present was shocked by Director Ji's sudden murderous intent, and they all shut up. A look of unwillingness flashed across Pang Tianning's face. He had thought of doing something while Sikong Yi was taking the medicine. When he saw De's gloomy face, this idea was directly dismissed.

Outsiders may not know the identity of this Morde, but he has been in the City Lord's Mansion for many years, and he knows something about this Morde more or less.

This person, like Manager Ji, has followed the old city lord since he was young. Since the old city lord passed away, he has been training newcomers for Twilight City in the city lord's mansion. His subordinates have taught countless guards.

And no one knows what level he is now. The last time he knew his level was more than ten years ago. At that time, Moder's level had reached the ninth level of fighting spirit fighter.

More than ten years have passed, and no one knows how strong he is now. Under such circumstances, Pang Tianning naturally did not dare to fall into his hands. Take a foundation building pill.

People are born with a spiritual foundation, and to recast a spiritual foundation is to destroy the original spiritual foundation and then rebuild a brand new one. This is like smashing all the bones and meridians of a person's body. , and then re-coagulate and build bit by bit, casting a brand new one.

The pain in this process can be imagined, but no one has really experienced it. Before this, only Lin Xiao felt it once when fusing the two exercises, but it made her hard to forget the pain in her life. It's better than death.

Moreover, in the process of building the foundation, it is a test of people's endurance. If they can't hold on halfway, not only will they fail, but the lives of those who take the foundation building pill will be threatened. Save your life.

At this moment, all the tables and chairs in the center of the stage have been emptied, leaving only Director Ji, Sikong Yi, and Mode. Sikong Yi is sitting cross-legged on the ground, pain has begun to appear on his face, and thin sweat has begun to appear on his forehead , it can be seen that he is trying his best to restrain himself.

Director Ji sat across from him, staring at Sikong Yi closely, not daring to be negligent in the slightest, while Mode was always paying attention to the surrounding situation, in case someone made trouble at this time.

And at the bottom of the stage, I don't know when it was completely surrounded by the guards of the City Lord's Mansion. Looking at those tall and mighty fighting spirit fighters, they stared at all directions without blinking, and used their fighting spirit to move around the stage. A huge protective shield was erected to protect the people inside.

As time passed, Sikong Yi began to moan and groan in pain. Director Ji stared at his face, his palms were sweating, and he was always ready to deliver spiritual power to relieve pain and dredge his meridians.

"Ah..." Sikong Yi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a painful roar.

Lin Xiao detected the operation of Sikong Yi's meridians through his spiritual sense, and found that in just two hours, Sikong Yi's meridians and spirit foundations had been completely broken. Lin Xiao frowned. This system is really good. It makes people a little speechless, no wonder he can't practice.

Such a fragile meridian, it would be a ghost if it could be repaired.

When Tan found out that the last meridian of Sikong Yi was broken, Lin Xiao withdrew his consciousness and made a sound suddenly.

"It's now, send him spiritual power, remember, from less to more, gentle step by step."

Sikong Yi's current situation is like a regrown baby, he doesn't even have a single bone on his body, only his clothes support him to sit there.

What Director Ji has to do now is to slowly inject spiritual power into Sikong Yi's body, guide Zhu Jidan to build a set of bones and meridians for Sikong Yi, and then cast a spiritual base that can gather spiritual power. The process is where the real pain begins.

"Ah... ah..." Sikong Yi roared in pain one after another, his body trembling uncontrollably, his sweat-soaked clothes stuck tightly to his body, and that suave face, this Will be bloodless, painfully twisted.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Sikong Yi cried, the pain was so painful that he almost couldn't hold on anymore.

According to Lin Xiao's guidance, Director Ji continued to send spiritual power to Sikong Yi. Looking at his painful appearance, Director Ji's eyes were full of distress.

"Yi'er, hold on, you must hold on, or the previous efforts will be in vain." Director Ji, regardless of the occasion, called out Sikong Yi's nickname, full of worries.

Maud's eyes have never left Sikong Yi for half a second, and the love in his eyes is no less than that of Director Ji.

The atmosphere in the auction house has never been tense.

"Ah, it hurts, it really hurts, uh... ah..." Although Sikong Yi tried his best to control it, the pain in his body still made him cry unconsciously. At this time, Sikong Yi looked An embarrassment like never before.

"Hold on, it's already half cast. If you give up at this time, not only you, but Director Ji will follow you to your death." Lin Xiao's cold voice rang in Sikong Yi's ear.

Sikong Yiben had already reached his limit, the huge pain in his body had made his consciousness blurred, and he even wanted to die to escape, but Lin Xiao's cold words were like pouring cold water directly from the top of his head, allowing his blurred consciousness to recover instantly Tomb-sweeping day.

No, I can't die, I can't die, Uncle Ji can't die, can't die, these people keep echoing in Sikong Yi's mind.

Looking at Sikong Yi's angry face again, Lin Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)