Chapter 812 Soul Race Bloodline? (Fifth More)
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Xiao Fan carefully collected every tear in a jade bottle, like a treasure, stroking the little witch's face with both hands, and whispered: "In this life, I will never let you shed a single tear."
"It's my fault, I'm not strong enough!" The little witch shook her head, stopped her tears, and choked up.
Xiao Fan remained silent, and pulled the little witch into his arms. The two hugged each other tightly. This hug lasted for a long time, as if time stood still at this moment.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting." After a long time, Xiao Fan let go of the little witch.
"It's good if you can come." The little witch smiled through tears, but her smile couldn't hide her pale face no matter what.
Xiao Fan frowned, fixed his eyes on the little witch, his pupils shrank suddenly, and called out in disbelief: "Why is your body like this?"
Today's Xiao Fan is not weaker than an eighth-rank alchemist. With his eyesight, he can see the physical condition of the little witch at a glance.
At this moment, there is not much soul power left in the little witch's body, as if it has been emptied by a force, the vitality is gone, and it may disappear at any time.
No wonder her face was as pale as white paper, as if she had suffered from a serious illness.
The most important thing is that with Xiao Fan's eyesight, he still can't see the specific reason, which makes Xiao Fan a little puzzled.
"It's okay, it's good to see you." The little witch smiled, she had already forgotten her physical condition, and she was very satisfied seeing Xiao Fan.
"Nonsense!" Xiao Fan's expression darkened, he reached out and grabbed the little witch's wrist, and quietly released his soul power, and probed into the little witch's body.
"If there is no you in this world, what's the point of my life? What's the point of working hard for more than a year?" Seeing that the little witch still wanted to refute, Xiao Fan shouted lightly.
"Me?" The little witch's beautiful eyes were shining, her nose was sour, and she leaned gently in Xiao Fan's arms.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine with me here." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, originally he thought that seeing the little witch would easily take her away.
But I didn't expect that the little witch's physical condition was so bad. Once she left here, her death would definitely be accelerated.
"It's no wonder that the aura in this courtyard is so full. It is probably because of the strong aura of heaven and earth to protect the vitality of the little witch." The anger in Xiao Fan's heart slowly extinguished.
If the Ye family had put the little witch under house arrest, Xiao Fan would absolutely hate the Ye family, but now it seems that things are not that simple.
After searching for a while, Xiao Fan's face became more and more gloomy. Every time his soul power entered the little witch's body, he was swallowed by a strange force.
You know, Xiao Fan's soul power is extremely pure. As a soul tattoo master, his soul power is not to say invincible among his ranks, at least it is only a handful.
However, it's a bit strange that his soul power can't stop the power in the little witch's body from being devoured.
Xiao Fan didn't believe in evil, and tried a few more times, but his soul power still disappeared forever.
Suddenly, Xiao Fan found a problem and asked in surprise, "Little Witch, why are you still in the Battle King Realm?"
After all, the little witch has an eighth-rank battle spirit. Even if she doesn't work hard, in a place where the aura of heaven and earth is so strong, she should break through to the battle emperor realm.
"I don't know either." The little witch shook her head and said, "Many alchemists have seen my problems since I was a child. They all said that my body has problems and I can't gather my soul power."
"Since you can't gather your soul power, why can you cultivate?" Xiao Fan was even more puzzled, half of his mind sank into the Shura inheritance and quickly searched.
It was the first time he heard that possessing battle spirits would not be able to condense the soul power. Could it be that the twin battle spirits swallowed up all the soul power?
But Xiao Fan tried several times just now, but he still didn't sense the existence of the second battle spirit in the little witch.
"After I awakened the eighth-rank Silver Emperor Vine battle spirit at the age of seven, I practiced for many years, and my progress has been very slow. It is already fast to be able to break through to the king of war in more than a year. You stinky rascal, you won't despise me Go." The little witch lowered her head, a little afraid to look directly at Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan's heart warmed up when he heard the word stinking rascal. He hadn't heard these words for a long time.
"How could it be possible to dislike it?" Xiao Fan quickly shook his head and said, holding the little witch in his arms, said very solemnly: "What do the alchemists who have seen for you say?"
Xiao Fan's expression was very dignified. He had just seen the legendary Xuanyin Juemai, and now he encountered a problem that even he couldn't understand. How could this make Xiao Fan calm.
Only then did he discover that there are many medical problems in this world that he cannot solve, even with the Asura inheritance.
"They don't know my specific situation, they only know that I need strong heaven and earth spiritual energy to supplement my vitality, otherwise I won't live past the age of eighteen." The little devil's expression was gloomy, she had never told Xiao Fan about this question.
Because she was afraid that after Xiao Fan knew about it, he would ignore her directly, and he couldn't even be an ordinary friend.
After all, even a super family like the Ye family is planning to give up on her, how could Xiao Fan be able to solve her problem.
"Heaven and earth spiritual energy?" Xiao Fan frowned, he couldn't think of the specific problem for a while, but he finally knew why the little witch with the eighth-rank battle spirit had such a low cultivation level.
It turned out that her body was not suitable for cultivation at all. Seeing the haggard look of the little witch, Xiao Fan felt a piercing pain in his heart.
"Wait!" Suddenly, Xiao Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the little witch in shock, his eyes showed surprise, and he thought to himself: "Since it is not the power of a battle soul that can swallow soul power, is it blood? Witches also have special blood?"
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's soul power penetrated into the little witch's body again, and when it touched her blood, the soul power disappeared instantly, several times faster than before.
There was even a strange force constantly drawing Xiao Fan's soul power. If he hadn't reacted quickly and quickly cut off the connection between that soul power and him, his soul power would have been completely drained.
"A bloodline that can extract soul power?" Xiao Fan showed a terrified look, and a name instantly came to mind, and he almost exclaimed: "Bloodline of the soul clan!"
The blood of the soul clan devours all soul power, and as time goes by, the speed of devouring soul power is getting faster and faster.
If the blood of the soul race cannot be truly awakened, it will eventually devour the monk himself until he dies.
The awakening of each bloodline has certain restrictions and conditions, and can even endanger the monk himself, but this bloodline of the soul clan is the most dangerous among the bloodlines Xiao Fan knows.
Of course, whether or not the little witch has the blood of the soul clan in her body remains to be determined.
"Stinky rascal, why don't you take me away." Seeing Xiao Fan's solemn expression, the little witch knew that Xiao Fan couldn't solve her own problems, anyway, she didn't have much time, so she might as well stay with Xiao Fan.
"Leave, where can he take you?" Before Xiao Fan could speak, a cold voice suddenly sounded, the little witch trembled all over, stood up suddenly, and protected Xiao Fan behind her.
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