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"Can Pure Yang True Fire still control corpse poison?" Wang Yan's expression was slightly surprised. As for the power of the Holy See's martial arts, Wang Yan had also seen it. However, he did not expect that Pure Yang True Fire's evaluation is not low. No wonder Uncle Cannon can become a master who can be on par with Pope Light.

Dr. Gong asked a glasses to hold the frame and said confidently: "Of course, even though the corpse poison is ever-changing, it is essentially nothing more than a combination of biological toxins and bacteria. Pure Yang True Fire is strong and strong, so of course you can restrain it. If you are willing to cooperate with the treatment of Wuya Ange, she will be cured soon."

"Cooperate with the treatment? Of course there is no problem." Wang Yan agreed without hesitation. Although Wuya Ange is a little more demonic, she has been very caring for herself since she joined the National African Affairs Bureau and has been very attentive in training.

If it weren't for her unremitting efforts, how could she have made such rapid progress?

Wu Ya'an Ge on the hospital bed showed a hint of relief and sweetness in his eyes. He threw a charming look over. It seemed that my sister did not care about you in vain.

Then.

After some careful training from Dr. Gong, Wang Yan held Wu Ya'ange's soft little hand and began to try to input the pure yang energy into her body.

Because it was the first time to do such a thing in the first time, Wang Yan seemed very unskilled in his business. He was so anxious that his face turned red and sweat appeared on his forehead. The pure yang energy always wandered outside and could not enter.

The Wuya An song that had always posed for smearing Wang Yan, and said with a charming voice: "Take it slow, it's like this for the first time. Slowly, gentler. Quickly, come in quickly. Well, ah~"

Wang Yan's eyes turned dark. What kind of tone is this? Those who know the situation understand that they are using pure Yang true qi to detoxify her. Those who don't know the situation think they are doing something bad in this infirmary.

My heart was confused and I was too impatient to use my strength. A pure yang aura condensed in Wang Yan's body pierced the palm of Wu Ya'ange's palm, and irrigated into her body like a river breaking the dam.

"Well~ah~" Wu Ya'an Ge screamed again, but this time she was obviously not pretending to be garlic. Instead, she really felt the scorching and scorching breath. In her meridians, in her flesh, and even in her bones, the tear-like pain caused by the rushing and rushing through her bones.

Blazing!

The burning of every inch of her skin was like being in a hot melt. As Wang Yan's pure yang energy surged and raging in her body, the feeling passed through every corner of her body.

Sweat gushed out of her pores, gathering into bits of sweat, which made her black tights soaked, outlining a wonderful figure with exquisite curves and imagination.

Wu Ya'ange's teeth hurriedly bit her fragrant lips, her forehead was filled with sweat, and her wet hair was pressed against her forehead one by one. At this time, even though she had strong willpower, she couldn't help but make a depressing gratitude sound. Her delicate body lying on the hospital bed, her legs were intertwined and her waist twisted.

Sweat! Feng Yuande, who was originally still guarding the hospital bed, hurriedly pulled Dr. Gong outside the ward as soon as possible. After closing the door, he felt a little worried: "I remember when Lord Yan Zun spread some yang energy to his endangered wife, he used his mouth to mouth to relieve his qi. With his palms... there would be no accident, right?"

Dr. Gong shrugged and said helplessly: "Old Feng. Now, we advocate a harmonious society, and we must only write until we hold hands. If we use our mouth to mouth to spread the yang energy, we will be reported as lewd and banned by filthy works. It is not easy for Lao Ao to write a novel to support his family, so we can't cheat him like this."

"Oh, that's true!" Feng Yuande said with sympathy, "It's not easy for the author to make a living now. Looking back, I decided to go to the genuine version to support Lao Ao. Anyway, with his turtle crawling speed, it won't cost much money a month."

"Old Feng is so kind." Dr. Gong said with admiration, "Inspired by Mr. Feng, I decided to turn around and reward him with 100 starting points coins." (Old Ao burst into tears, I am really grateful to you two.)

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"Hiss~" At this time, Wu Ya'an Ge was so painful that his body was arched from the hospital bed. The naked skin was already faintly red. Obviously, Wang Yan's pure yang aura had completely exploded in her body.

The corpse poisons that had been raging in her body before were completely disintegrated after not being able to hold on for a few seconds. The corpse poison was wrapped in dead cells and was discharged from the capillaries.

Before the stain could be stained, hot flames rose from Wuya'ange's pores. The flames gathered into pieces, and in the blink of an eye, all her clothes, hair, and the stains were burned away.

She moaned softly, and a thin flame was covered with her whole body. Her skin was smooth and delicate, emitting a jade-like gem-like luster. At this moment, she was like completing the transformation of the phoenix like a nirvana in Wang Yan's pure yang fire.

For a long time, some areas of accumulation of blood stasis may be over-educated or have not healed due to secret injuries. Under the tempering of pure yang fire, it gradually disappeared without a trace, and was smooth and smooth.

"Well~!"

Under her intense and soul-devouring moan, she seemed to have lost all her strength and was paralyzed on the hospital bed. On her pretty face without hair, there was an unfading blush floating on her delicate body, and her delicate body trembled slightly like a conditioned reflex.

Wang Yan seemed to have been exhausted, pulled his hand back, and quickly pulled a sheet to cover her. Then he sat on the ground with weak limbs, wearing a sportswear, and had been blown through sweat. His face was extremely pale, as if he had been squeezed out.

Even if I want to raise my fingers, it seems that the ground force is trembling slightly.

"I don't do it anymore, and I won't do such a thing again." Wang Yan was full of thoughts and his heart shivered.

At this time, Dr. Gong hurriedly pushed the door and helped Wang Yan to the accompanying sofa. His face was slightly reproached: "Have you warned you before? You must pay attention to the scale! Your input is too fierce, I dare not stop it." He is the truth. If he forced to stop it halfway through the process just now, it will not only be profitable, but also harm the two of them.

Feng Yuande also chased him closely and rushed in with a look of concern. Wang Yan was his treasure in his palm, and he would not even cry if he had any mistakes.

But now Wang Yan didn't have the strength to answer him. He was moaning weakly on the sofa. Without Dr. Gong scolding, he knew very well that he had used too much force.

Dr. Gong took a bottle of high protein drip and asked Wang Yan for a dose + grade inner alchemy essence. After fusing it, he inserted a needle into his arm and gave him an infusion.

"Stay well and take care of your spirit." Dr. Gong's voice was very soft, as if he could make people fall asleep without realizing it. Obviously, he used the skill of mental hypnosis.

Wang Yan's mental power is very weak now and his resistance is even more unbearable. When his mind becomes drowsy, he falls asleep.

Before going to bed, I seemed to vaguely hear the conversation between Dr. Gong and Feng Yuande.

"Xiaogong, is Xiaoyan okay?" Feng Yuande's voice was a little nervous and worried.

"Fortunately, he has a thick foundation, and this time he has a little damage to his vitality." Dr. Gong explained, "But the problem is not very big. If you add more nutrients, you will recover after a while. But you have to warn him in the future that the pure yang energy is his foundation. If it consumes too much in a short period of time, it will damage the foundation."

"Where is An Ge?" Feng Yuande asked with concern again. To him, every member of the East China Branch was like his family. Losing any one was an unbearable pain.

"Miss Ange was a blessing in disguise." Dr. Gong asked his glasses to put on his mouth and said in amazement, "The pure yang energy is indeed amazing. The corpse poison in her is very difficult. Even if I spent several days to help her relieve it, the corpse poison invaded her for too long has caused many irreparable damage to the body. Now, he asked Wang Yan's clothes to not only help her to remove the corpse poison without damage, but also to completely cleanse the marrow and cut off her hair. The benefits are immeasurable. Maybe he can successfully break through the + level that has stuck her for a long time."

"Wow~" Feng Yuande breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, "It's fine. I don't hope that she can break through to the domain level, after all, the domain level is a big hurdle. Whether she can break through depends on her own understanding and luck."

"The child's life experience is a bit pitiful. She has always been accustomed to sealing her true self. Alas~ If she had a few shortcomings, I would...

Wang Yan heard the following words in a daze, not too real, and fell asleep slowly.

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Time passes by minute by minute.

Outside the infirmary of the unit, there were only two nurses on duty who were on duty lying on the desk and fell asleep soundly.

The lights in the ward were very dim.

Wu Ya'an Ge, who had been in a sleepy state, seemed to have some wonderful changes around his body.

The originally obscure light suddenly darkened, and black aura rolled in. They intertwined and twisted, and finally condensed into thick black fogs as thick as ink.

The black fog was like night, covering the entire ward, and it was cold and unable to see the five fingers.

Wu Ya'an Ge on the sickbed, and her beautiful and beautiful head, magically appeared in short hair. It seemed that she was nourished by the black fog, and the short hair grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just over ten minutes, Wu Ya'an Ge's hair, which had been burnt completely, grew back to life. Under the surging black fog, his head of black hair was floating coolly.

The thick black fog, without wind, drifted like silky hair, showing the demonic fangs and claws. Wu Ya'an Ge, whose eyes were closed, looked like a stunning witch from the dark hell.

Suddenly! Her eyes slowly opened, and she was as bright as a pair of stars in the dark night sky. With her as the center, the black fog gradually began to rotate, becoming more and more intense, and finally it seemed like a black hell storm was formed.
Chapter completed!