Dou Po's refining medicine can become stronger

Chapter 132
Qinglin slowly opened her eyes, the blurry world gradually brightened up, the appearance of that strange face made Qinglin tremble.

With extremely resistance on his face, he tried his best to break free from the iron chain, and said weakly, "What are you going to do to me?"

Through Qinglin's pupils, Qin Chuan felt a strong hostility. It seems that Qinglin regarded Qin Chuan as a Mohist.

There was a trace of tenderness on that delicate face, "It's me, you don't remember, I saw it last time in Stone Desert City, when you were holding some fruits in your hand."

Qin Chuan took out a cloth bag from the ring, which contained some fruits, which were the varieties that Qinglin dropped to the ground.

"Do you remember now?"

"You..." Qing Lin's slender black eyebrows trembled slightly. After thinking for a moment, he said feebly: "Is it you, Mr. Qinchuan!?"

"Yes, we meet again."

Qin Chuan cut off the iron chain on Qinglin's body with a knife in his hand, because Qinglin's body was already a little soft after being restrained by the iron chain for a long time.

The moment his feet touched the floor, he lost his balance and fell down. Fortunately, Qin Chuan caught him and buried his head in Qin Chuan's chest.

At the same time, the somewhat icy body temperature from Qinglin's body also spread to Qin Chuan's body, and Qin Chuan suddenly felt a chill.

"What a cold body."

Qin Chuan had no choice but to untie his coat, trying to put it on Qinglin's body, but Qinglin's consciousness was a little fuzzy at this time.

Qinglin narrowed her eyes slightly, clutching Qin Chuan's clothes tightly, her entire petite body curled up like a wounded white rabbit.

"Cold, cold..." Qinglin's teeth chattered up and down.

He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "Forget it, it's important to save people, I'm offended." Qin Chuan only lit a flame, and used it to warm Qinglin's cold body.

Qinglin trembled slightly in Qin Chuan's arms, and Qin Chuan held her tight waist closer.

Qin Chuan dragged Qinglin's exquisite little foot, and with an instant effort, the shackles on the foot broke away, leaving a red mark on the ankle.

Perhaps because of the rising temperature of the flame, Qing Lin's consciousness gradually recovered and he looked at the man in front of him who was holding him in his arms.

Qinglin suddenly got a little more energetic, and her face became a little more bloody, "You, what do you want to do."

Qin Chuan quickly waved his hands and said, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I will keep you warm."

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Qin Chuan put Qing Lin down as he spoke. Qing Lin staggered back two steps and sat on a stone plate.

The flame in Qin Chuan's hand skyrocketed to a higher level and became brighter.

Qin Chuan took out a elixir and handed it to Qinglin, "This is Huichun Powder, it can heal wounds, take it quickly."

Facing Qin Chuan's enthusiasm, Qinglin was a little uncomfortable. She and Qin Chuan had only met each other a few times, and they were still a little strange.

Qing Lin lowered his head slightly, "This..."

"You're welcome, take it."

Qinglin looked at the crystal clear pill in his hand, "This pill must be very expensive, Mr. Qin, you should keep it for yourself."

"Oh, why are you being polite, I see that you are injured, this pill is just right for you." Qin Chuan stuffed the pill into Qing Lin's hands without any explanation.

Qinglin hesitated for a moment, then said shyly, "Thank you, thank you." Then she swallowed it all at once.

Qin Chuan grinned, "Why are you being polite, by the way, these fruits are specially prepared for you, and they were all bought in Stone Desert City."

"You, you prepared it specially for me?" Qing Lin's beautiful eyes widened, looking at the man in front of her with some disbelief.

"That's not it."

In her impression, except for Xiao Ding from the Motie Mercenary Group and others, no stranger has ever treated her like this.

As the "God of Plague" among people, she felt a sense of warmth in her heart.

Qing Lin picked up the fruit with trembling hands, and while eating it, crystal tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"What, isn't it to your liking?"

Qinglin slowly shook his head, "No, it's delicious. I just miss home. I miss the leader and sister Xuelan."

It turned out that he wanted to be his home in Stone Mocheng. This Qing Lin grew up in Stone Mocheng since he was a child. He has no father or mother. If it wasn't for the Motie mercenary group to take him in, he might not even have a place to stay.

In Qinglin's eyes, the Desert Iron Mercenary Group has long been regarded as his home, but due to special reasons, he has never left Shimo City.

Now being kidnapped by the Mo family and brought here, the environment and faces are completely unfamiliar, plus he has been imprisoned in this dark place for so long.

There was already a subtle change in Qinglin's heart, and a surge of fear and resistance from the depths of her soul infected her nerves.

And looking at Qin Chuan, who had only a few sides of fate, he felt a little comforted in his heart.

"Thank you for your rescue, the little girl will definitely repay you." Qing Lin knelt down on one knee towards Qin Chuan.

"It doesn't have to be like this, please get up." Qin Chuan helped Qinglin get up.

"Are you invited by Brother Leader and the others?" Qinglin asked.

Qin Chuan shook his head, Qing Lin felt a little depressed, "Did they forget me?"

What a sentimental guy.

Qin Chuan found a reason casually, "Your regiment leader, after you were taken away by the Mohist family, notices were posted all over the city, but they were delayed due to some things, I believe they will definitely come to you after they are finished. "

Qinglin felt better, "Really?"

Qin Chuan nodded, "Of course, okay, I'll take you out now."

(End of this chapter)