Chapter 2247 Your Purpose

Yu Qingqian exuded a sense of affinity like a spring breeze, which made the tens of tens of people in the tent relax a lot.

To be able to carry this kind of smell that they like, I believe they must not be a bad person.

Yu Qingqian smiled slightly: "Since I said I would come, I must keep my promise!"

Then she turned her eyes to the little boy who was beaten in the afternoon. The little boy was lying on the ground in pain, hunched over, sweating profusely. The big man and others were taking care of him before, but they couldn't relieve his pain.

Yu Qingqian walked over and knelt down, reaching out and stroking the little boy's head.

The hand exuding the affinity of wood-type supernatural powers caressed the little boy, giving him an inexplicable sense of warmth in his heart.

The little boy raised his head and pursed his mouth, his pale face was full of pity and grievance, and he whispered, "Sister, I'm in so much pain!"

Yu Qingqian's heart was sour, and he patted his head and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, my sister will help you treat it, and the pain will soon be gone!"

The reason why the little boy was in so much pain was not that he was whipped during the day, but that his essence was being lost violently, and the extra bruises on Yin Zhi's body caused his pain.

Yu Qingqian had a group of green light spots in his hands, lifted the little boy's hand, and gently massaged the welt marks on his hand.

Soon the spots of light penetrated into the little boy's body along the welts and bruises, and began to repair the bruises on his body, accumulating his essence.

"Sick beauty, help me." Yu Qingqian found that the mysterious devouring power in the little boy's body was very strong, but she herself was not good at this dark devouring technique.

Feng Chen and Yu Qingqian had a good understanding, and he knew what to do as long as he said to help.

Feng Chen squatted down, his cold demeanor subsided a lot, and lovingly reached out to stroke the little boy's head.

A dark devouring power penetrated into the little boy's body along his waist, and forcibly cut off the devouring absorption of that mysterious power.

As soon as the power was cut off, the little boy let out a moan/groan in an instant.

After about a cup of tea, the little boy's pale face became a little more rosy, all the bruises and welts on his body disappeared, and his vitality and essence returned to normal operation.

"Sister, I'm so comfortable now!" There was an innocent smile on the little boy's face.

Yu Qingqian smiled and said, "It's good to be comfortable!"

The dozen or so people in the tent were stunned for a moment when they saw this, and when Yu Qingqian used the wood-type supernatural power to heal them, they felt a very comfortable wave of breath.

"Can you treat us secretly?" The big man looked at Yu Qingqian in surprise and asked.

Dark plants also have a healing system, so they can heal other dark plants, but they are not as powerful as the superimposed effects of humans or aliens.

There were three dark plant healers in their camp, and they all saw the little boy one by one at night, but none of them could be cured.

Unexpectedly, this woman healed the bruises on the little guy's body in such a short time.

The most important thing is that he also discovered that the deserted man in white was able to cut off the engulfment of the mysterious force acting on them.

Yu Qingqian chuckled: "My strongest special ability is to communicate with plants for healing, so you don't have to make a fuss."

"Tell me about your purpose." The big man didn't get excited when he was dazzled by Yu Qingqian's special ability, but asked very calmly.