Villain: Exposing the past life, the heroine burst into tears!

Everyone looked at the figure, dragging a tiger's body, walking home step by step, and the shock in their hearts lasted for a long time.

A ten-year-old boy killed a tiger with a sickle and a knife.

For monks like them, it's not difficult, and even a look can destroy a thousand miles around.

However, he is the most ordinary child without any signs of cultivation!
To actually be able to fight a tiger, this has surpassed countless people!
what?
You said he relied on weapons?
If you have a weapon and don't use it, you are either a fool or a lunatic!

what?
You said he was lucky?

Come on, luck is also a part of strength, which one of you here doesn't rely on luck?
But if you have no cultivation base and are the same age as him to deal with a big bug, what are your chances of winning?Do you have the courage to fight and attack?

"It's really worthy of being the emperor in the future. Just relying on this alone is enough to convince people!"

"Sure enough, three-year-olds look old, and seven-year-olds look old. It is because of this ruthlessness that one can become Emperor Zun..."

"Hehe, if that wasn't the case, how could he do such hateful things to Anran and other saintesses?" The protagonist Ye Chen sneered, always paying attention to Chu Anran's expression.

As usual, unchanged and icy cold.

In the picture, Jiang Changqing, who pushed the corpse back to the town, ignored everyone's eyes. When he came to the pharmacy, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

"Brother!" Hearing the movement, Uncle He and Chu Anran ran out immediately, and were shocked when they saw Jiang Changqing covered in blood. One large and one small carried the bloody man into the house to treat him.

It took a night of stitches and stitches to stop the blood. Uncle He took out the top-grade medicine that had been treasured for many years, boiled it into a medicinal soup, and ground it into powder for Jiang Changqing to take externally or internally.

"Uncle He, my brother will be fine, right..."

Uncle He looked at the bloodless young man on the bed, his thick eyebrows frowned, "Good boy, go to sleep, brother will wake up early tomorrow morning..."

"Really?" Chu Anran looked at Uncle He, and after getting confirmation, she immediately wiped away her tears and ran back to the room, not daring to disturb the adults' work.

"He said he could recover overnight?"

Some people don't believe it, they ask the people around them, hoping to get an answer.

"How is it possible, even a monk who is in the state of Qi training and body training, can't recover overnight without the help of any panacea!" Donghuang God Lord explained.

"No... But he did get up to work the next day intact, but he was still in a bad mood." Chu Anran said, "What did Uncle He do that night?"

"Just keep looking down, but it's a pity that he didn't die!" Ye Chen sighed and continued to look at the screen.

Uncle He took out a crystal-clear stone from his arms and placed it on Jiang Changqing's forehead. Wisps of invisible gas drifted out of the stone and entered Jiang Changqing's body under the guidance of Uncle He.

"This... this is a spirit stone! This man is actually a monk!?"

Everyone was shocked, as the spectators, as the top powerhouses of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, they had watched for several years but failed to recognize that this Uncle He was a monk!
"It's hidden so deep!"

"This person is extraordinary! Either good or bad!"

"No wonder it's back to normal, but the spirit is not good. It turns out that there is spiritual energy entering the body, which only achieves the effect of inducing birth, but can't keep it." Ye Chen smiled, and the explanation made sense.

Sure enough, the next morning, Jiang Changqing was back to normal and preparing the herbs for daily needs.

"Brother! You woke up!?" Chu Anran, who woke up, saw that her brother was fine, and excitedly ran to hold the boy's arm, crying: "I was scared to death yesterday! Medicine! I want to protect you!"

"Silly girl, it's not your turn to do anything with me, just stay at home!" Jiang Changqing pampered Chu Anran and said, "Our Anran family just needs to grow up happily. gone."

"Then brother has to watch me grow up, don't let me leave!"

"Okay! Listen to you."

"Okay, take a good rest these few days." Uncle He brought two bowls of medicine, supervised the child to drink, and urged Jiang Changqing to go to rest.

But as the days passed, Jiang Changqing's spirit became worse and worse. He lost a lot of weight, and his energy and energy were fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's the matter?"

Everyone doesn't understand, and they have been paying attention these days. You must understand that even if a mortal without cultivation absorbs spiritual energy, such a situation will not happen!
As the person involved, Chu Anran shook her head. At that time, she was still young and didn't understand anything. Seeing Jiang Changqing like this, she was just anxious, and she would only understand if she continued to read.

The days in the picture passed quickly, and in just ten days, Jiang Changqing was already out of shape, shriveled on the bed, and even lost the strength to breathe.

Chu Anran on the side pursed her mouth, looking at her brother on the bed who wanted to cry, but didn't dare to disturb Jiang Changqing's rest, tears dripped down and wet the floor.

Uncle He is also looking for someone to treat him everywhere, but the result is the same, it is useless, and he has aged a lot during this time.

"Look at you, don't treat him as your own son."

In the room, a voice came from the darkness.

"Shut up!" A stern look flashed in Uncle He's eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly, like a beast protecting a child.

"Cut! Have you really developed feelings?" A figure walked out of it, sneered: "If you really have feelings, will you let him drink medicine continuously? After all, the medicine is the real reason for him to be so helpless! "

"I tell you to shut up!" Uncle He roared, revealing his hidden cultivation for many years, the robe on his body puffed out without wind, and his red eyes were full of magic!
If Jiang Changqing was here, he would never believe that the person in front of him was Uncle He whom he knew!
"I advise you to hurry up, late harem, you know very well!" Seeing that Uncle He was really angry, the man didn't dare to continue, and when he was about to leave, Uncle He stopped him.

"Can... change someone?"

Hearing this sentence, the man was also angry. He slapped the table and shouted: "Change? What do you want in exchange? You don't want all the hard work and painstaking efforts of these years!? People don't do it for themselves, He Yongchang! You should think about it carefully!"

After leaving this sentence, it disappeared, leaving only Uncle He sitting on the chair, sighing.

Looking at the Qi training formula in his hand, suppressing the reluctance in his heart, he left the room and walked into Jiang Changqing's room.

"An Ran, come, uncle will show you something."

Chu Anran asked with a confused face: "Can you make brother get better?"

"Yes, but it depends on you." Uncle He smiled gently, leading Chu Anran into the room.