Chapter 4163 4.1763 Recovery

But at least there is hope, isn't it?

Furthermore, the loss is only one loss, and in the eyes of the public, the little princess should not lie to herself.

Bet!

Qi Yinan raised his hand.

With a bang, he threw a small brocade bag full of spirit coins at random.

Little Face Paralyzed raised his hand, grabbed the spirit coin bag, and threw him a bottle of spirit-returning liquid.

Qi Yinan held the Huiling medicinal liquid tightly, and without hesitation, he opened the cork and drank it.

Crowd: ...

What's the matter!

Why do you always feel that this scene in front of you has become a bit dramatic?

Fighter No. 6 threw a bottle of Huiling medicinal liquid to Fighter No. 3, and shared the enemy!

Zhao Yi from the Shadow Academy had a cold and angry look on his face.

There was a sneering smirk at the corner of his mouth.

What kind of spirit recovery liquid can restore 100% of all spiritual power?

Even if it's a god-like soul-returning liquid, it still takes time to adjust the breath to recover, right?

So, this girl is simply a whimsical lie.

Qiao Mu simply ignored the contempt in Zhao Yi's eyes.

The ignorant are always habitually living in their own world, and they always think that what they can't do can't be done by others.

Naturally, there is nothing to say with such people.

Zhao Yi retracted his gaze, and his eyes fell on Qi Yinan coldly and sharply.

This disciple of the Cangzhou Fulu family is said to be second only to the Eighth Young Master of the Qi family.

Even if his cultivation is not the most outstanding, but with the combat power of the Huang-level Talisman, ordinary people can't help him at all.

only……

A sneer flashed across Zhao Yi's eyes.

At the end of the shot, how to defeat him Zhao Yi?

Zhao Yi quickly drew out a gray iron sword and chopped it in front of Qi Yinan without saying a word.

What a joke, how could he give Qi Yinan time to swallow the elixir and slowly recover?

From Zhao Yi's point of view, Qi Yinan's two million yuan is simply a waste of money!

No use! Useless!

What? Zhao Yi's face froze slightly, and there was a sudden sharp change in his expression.

Qi Yinan's oncoming sword was extremely fast, so fast that he almost didn't have time to react.

In an instant, the spiritual power that Qi Yinan's sword light pulled up suddenly came to him.

quick! It was so fast that Zhao Yi thought for a while that he was dazzled.

After all, Qi Yinan's spiritual and physical strength were almost at their limit after a series of battles.

The speed at which the sword is drawn can naturally not be compared with the spirit of the moment when he was just sparring.

But now!

Qi Yinan recovered quickly in front of everyone's eyes!

How is this possible?

Zhao Yi said he couldn't understand it at all.

Qi Yinan turned out that the liquid medicine thrown by the face paralyzed, from taking it to the present, will not take more than one minute.

just recovered?

Zhao Yi avoided Qi Yinan's sword attack and sneered coldly, "Qi Yinan, I think you've lost your mind."

"What kind of medicine do you think that paralyzed face can give you?"

"A medicinal liquid that can restore your body in an instant, what kind of good thing can it be? It must be a crooked thing."

"Don't take it hard now. When the game is over, you will lose all your power and your cultivation will be gone, then it will be too much fun."

When Qi Yinan heard the words, her whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Zhao Yi was talking nonsense, and it really went to his heart.

No one else must have experienced the details of his personal experience.

This bottle of spirit-returning liquid...