Chapter 812: Soul blood? (Fifth more)

Xiao Fan carefully collected every tear in a jade bottle, like a baby, touching the face of the little witch with both hands, whispering: "In this life, I won't let you shed another tear."

"It's my fault, I'm not strong enough!" The little witch shook her head, quickly stopped her tears, and choked.

Xiao Fan didn't say a word, and took the little witch into his arms. The two hugged each other tightly. This hug was a long time, and time seemed to be still at this moment.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting a long time." After a long time, Xiao Fan released the little witch.

"It's fine if you can come." The little witch broke into a smile, but her smile could not conceal her pale face in any way.

Xiao Fan furrowed his brows and stared at the little witch, his pupils shrank abruptly, and he cried out incredible, "Why is your body like this?"

Today's Xiao Fan is no weaker than the eighth-rank alchemist. With his eyesight, he can naturally see the physical condition of the little witch at a glance.

At this moment, the little witch's body had very little spirit power left, as if she had been emptied by a force, with vitality passing by, and she might die at any time.

No wonder her face was pale as white paper, as if she had committed 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 confused.

"It's okay, I can see you." The little witch smiled. She had forgotten her physical condition, and she was very satisfied when she saw Xiao Fan.

"Naughty!" Xiao Fan's expression sank, his probe grabbed the little witch's wrist, quietly released his spirit power, and leaned into the little witch's body.

"If there is no you in this world, what is the meaning of my life? What is the meaning of this year's hard work?" Xiao Fan yelled softly when he saw the little witch and wanted to refute.

"Me?" The little witch had sparkling eyes, her nose and hair were sour, she gently leaned in Xiao Fan's arms.

"Don't worry, you will be fine with me." Xiao Fan took a deep breath. He thought he could easily take her away when he saw the little witch.

Unexpectedly, the little witch's physical condition was so bad that once she left here, she would definitely accelerate her death.

"It's no wonder that the aura in this courtyard is so full. It is estimated that it is designed to protect the vitality of the little witch with the rich aura of heaven and earth." Xiao Fan's anger slowly extinguished.

If the Ye Family had put the Little Witch under house arrest, Xiao Fan would definitely hate the Ye Family, but now it seems that things are not that simple.

After investigating for a while, Xiao Fan's face became more and more gloomy. Every time his soul power entered the little witch's body, it was swallowed by a strange power.

You know, Xiao Fan's spirit power is extremely pure. As a spirit pattern master, his spirit power is not to mention invincible at the same level, at least it is one of the few.

However, his spirit power could not stop the swallowing of that power in the little witch, which was a bit weird.

Xiao Fan didn't believe in evil and tried a few more times, but his spirit power was still gone forever.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan discovered a problem and said in surprise: "Little Witch, why are you still staying in the King of War Realm?"

The little witch also possesses an eighth-rank battle soul anyway, no matter how hard she doesn't work, how can she break through the battle emperor realm in a place with such a strong spiritual aura.

"I don't know either." The little witch shook her head. "Since I was little, many pharmacists have seen my problems. They all said that my body has problems and cannot condense my spirit power."

"Since you can't condense soul power, why can you cultivate?" Xiao Fan was even more puzzled, half of his mind sank into the Asura inheritance and quickly searched.

It was the first time that he heard that possessing a battle soul could not condense the soul power. Could it be the twin battle soul, the other fighting soul swallowed all the soul power?

But Xiao Fan tried several times just now, and he didn't sense the existence of the second battle soul 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. I can break through the Battle King in more than a year. It is already fast, smelly rascal, you will not despise me. Right." The little witch lowered her head, some dare not look directly at Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan's heart warmed when he heard the three words stinky hooligan. He hadn't heard these words for a long time.

"How could it be disgusting?" Xiao Fan quickly shook his head, holding the little witch in his arms, and said very solemnly: "What do the alchemists who have seen you say?"

Xiao Fan's expression was very solemn. He had just seen the legendary Xuan Yin Juemai, and now he encountered a problem that even he couldn't see through. How could Xiao Fan calm down?

Only then did he discover that there are many medical problems in this world that he cannot solve, even if he has the Asura inheritance, it may not work.

"They don't know my specific situation, they only know that I need a strong heaven and earth aura to replenish my vitality, otherwise they will not live to be eighteen years old." The little demon goddess looked sad, and she had never told Xiao Fan about this problem.

Because she was afraid that after Xiao Fan knew about it, she would simply ignore her, even ordinary friends would not be able to do it.

After all, even a super family like the Ye family intends to abandon her, how can Xiao Fan solve her problem.

"Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy?" Xiao Fan frowned, and couldn't think of the specific problem for a while, but he finally knew why the little witch with the eighth rank battle soul had such a low cultivation level.

It turns out that her body is not suitable for cultivation at all. Seeing the haggard look of the little witch, Xiao Fan felt a heartache in her heart.

"Wait!" Suddenly, Xiao Fan shook his heart, looked at the little witch in shock, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and said in his heart: "Can swallow soul power, since it is not the power of battle soul, is it blood? The witch also has a special bloodline?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's spirit power penetrated into the little witch's body again. When it touched her bloodline, the spirit power instantly disappeared, several times faster than before.

There is even a weird force that is constantly extracting Xiao Fan's spirit power. If he hadn't reacted quickly, and quickly cut off the connection between that spirit power and him, it was estimated that his spirit power would have been drawn out.

"Can extract the blood of the soul power?" Xiao Fan showed a frightened expression, a name was instantly remembered in his mind, and he almost exclaimed: "The blood of the soul race!"

The blood of the soul clan swallows all soul power, and as time goes by, the speed of consuming soul power is getting faster and faster.

If the soul race bloodline can't really awaken, it will eventually swallow all the monks themselves until they die.

The awakening of each bloodline has certain restrictions and conditions, and it can even be dangerous to the monk himself, but this soul race bloodline is the bloodline that Xiao Fan knows, the most dangerous.

Of course, whether the little witch's body is the blood of the soul race or not, remains to be determined.

"Smelly rascal, or take me away." Seeing Xiao Fan's dignified expression, the little witch knew that Xiao Fan would not be able to solve her own problems. Anyway, she didn't have much time, so it was better to stay with Xiao Fan.

"Leaving, where can he take you?" Before Xiao Fan could speak, a cold voice suddenly sounded. The little witch trembled all over, and suddenly stood up, protecting Xiao Fan behind her.

(Happy Valentine's Day, and may lovers in the world get married!)