Chapter 544: Sucking Out the Mineral Powder

A dazzling light burst out from the stone, and the already extremely strong magnetic force suddenly increased tenfold, and the ironware in the whole room began to shake constantly.

Meng Xiaoguo clenched his teeth and sweated all over. He could feel an extremely itchy feeling in his body, as if countless ants were crawling out of his body, pulling at his skin and meridians, as if to tear him into countless pieces.

Meng Xiaohua, who was standing by, saw this scene, and grabbed her clothes tightly with both hands. She looked at Meng Xiaoguo, who was blood-red and painful, without blinking, and kept shouting in her heart: "Hold on, Xiaoguo! You must hold on!"

The next moment, a situation that made her soul fly away appeared.

The magnetic star stone fell suddenly and came directly to Meng Xiaoguo's chest.

His chest skin was suddenly pulled up two inches, and several tiny blood holes were directly torn!

Countless tiny blood beads came out of his body, and his whole chest was like a porcelain that was carefully glued together after being broken!

Meng Xiaoguo's hands were bulging with veins, and his lips were bleeding from biting, but he still tried his best to control his body and not move.

The sister and brother are connected by heart. Meng Xiaohua, who was standing by, had misty eyes and stared at the child in front of him whose skin and flesh were being pulled by the magnetic star stone. His skin was torn and his flesh was like a bloody man.

Among the countless fine blood beads pulled out, there were faintly extremely fine black particles, all of which were the cold iron ore dust he inhaled.

After using the magnetic star stone to suck Meng Xiaoguo's skin several times, Zhan Nianchuan threw the magnetic star stone down and sat on the ground panting.

He was too tired.

He had to use his spiritual sense to detect the location of the cold iron dust in Meng Xiaoguo's body, and he had to inject spiritual power to absorb the iron ore powder and control the suction force. By now, his mana was almost exhausted.

"Ah, Xiaoguo! Xiaoguo, get up, there's so much blood, benefactor! Come and see!"

Hearing the little girl's repeated cries with a sobbing tone, Zhan Nianchuan stood up helplessly with one hand, and looked at Meng Xiaoguo, who was unconscious and his skin and flesh were rolled up like a bloody man.

"He won't die, why are you in a hurry?"

He acted like the wind, sealing several of his main blood vessels, and the blood that flowed out was greatly reduced.

He took out his bucket, flicked out several water balls with his fingers, and then poured in a drop of the blood of a fire-attributed monster.

The water in the bucket immediately boiled, and the heat wave rolled over, making Meng Xiaohua, who was curious, retreat again and again.

He took out several spiritual medicine strains that replenished the true essence and blood and repaired the injuries, crushed them and threw them into the bucket. Zhan Nianchuan cast his eyes on Meng Xiaoguo, who was unconscious and limp beside him, with a dangerous smile in his eyes.

"Benefactor, this water...don't!"

Amid the little girl's screams, Meng Xiaoguo's body drew an arc and fell squarely into the boiling water.

"Ah~"

An inhuman and heartbreaking scream suddenly sounded in the room. Meng Xiaoguo was awakened by the incomparable pain. At this moment, he burst out all his strength and stood up.

"Sit down!"

A thunderous shout exploded in the room. Zhan Nianchuan's eyes were ferocious and terrible, staring at Meng Xiaoguo fiercely.

Meng Xiaoguo, who was about to flip out of the wooden barrel, let out a painful roar, and then suddenly fell back into the boiling water, burying his whole body in the water.

"Xiaoguo!"

The little girl cried for her brother and ran towards the wooden barrel. This would burn people to death.

A pair of strong arms hugged her waist and threw her directly onto the bed.

"Why are you crying? I told you he won't die." Zhan Nianchuan glared at the tearful little girl unhappily.

Seeing that she was still crying and jumping off the bed to save Meng Xiaoguo, Zhan Nianchuan had to slap her on the back of the head, knocking her out.

"This world is finally quiet."

Zhan Nianchuan muttered to himself, and no longer cared about Meng Xiaoguo floating in the boiling water. He raised his head and took a pill, and began to sit cross-legged to recover the consumed mana.

The whole room was extremely quiet, with only the occasional gurgling sound of boiling water.

......

An hour later.

Meng Xiaohua covered her head with a splitting headache and got up with difficulty. A big bump appeared on the back of her head again.

"It hurts~hiss, Xiaoguo!"

Remembering that Xiaoguo was still in the boiling water, she screamed, quickly got up from the bed, and rushed to the bucket.

At this time, the big bucket of water was still steaming, and 30% of the water inside had disappeared, slightly emitting a black hue. Meng Xiaoguo was sitting cross-legged in it quietly. Half of the wounds on his body had healed, and his complexion had become much rosier.

Hearing his sister's cry, Meng Xiaoguo hurriedly got up, then reacted and quickly sat down in the water, muttering slightly dissatisfiedly: "Sister, can't you wait for me to soak for a while longer?"

Meng Xiaohua was stunned.

She looked at her brother's rosy face and full spirit, and understood what happened, and couldn't help crying with joy.

"Sister, don't cry, look, the benefactor is still meditating."

Meng Xiaohua quickly closed her mouth, and then her stomach gurgled again, and her face turned slightly red, and she tiptoed out of the room.

Someone was already waiting outside the door.

Meng Chenggong.

With a bright smile on his face, he greeted her enthusiastically, "Xiaohua, the hot water is ready, and the food is ready. Do you want to eat first or take a bath first?"

"Thank you, Uncle San. I'll eat first." Meng Xiaohua had never seen Meng Chenggong smile at her in her life, and she felt very unnatural.

"Okay, okay, let's eat first, go to the main house."

"No, I'll bring some over, and eat in this wing room." Thinking of those so-called tribesmen in the main house who usually looked at her with disgust, Meng Xiaohua instinctively felt resistance.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Meng Chenggong's eyes, and then he said with a smile: "Okay, Uncle San, I'll ask someone to send it over right away, it will be very quick, and it's still hot."

After only a few dozen breaths, Meng Chenggong brought several tribesmen to the outside of the wing room with steaming hot meals. Without Zhan Nianchuan's permission, they dared not go in.

Looking at the golden roast duck, the plump roast chicken, the fresh and tender vegetables, and the white steamed buns, Meng Xiaohua couldn't help drooling, and her stomach couldn't help but growl again, feeling like she could eat a cow.

After bringing these dishes into the house, she buried her head in them and ate them desperately.

After filling her stomach with a braised pork elbow, gnawing on half a roast chicken, eating a steamed bun, and gulping down a large bowl of egg soup, she finally couldn't eat anymore.

"I'm so full, my stomach hurts, ouch." Holding her stomach, Meng Xiaohua couldn't even stand up, so she had to lie down on the bed with a groan.

As a result, as soon as she lay down, countless foods rushed to her throat, forcing her to sit up again with difficulty and lie on the folded quilt, and then she felt a little better.

"Oh, I won't eat more, it's too painful."

"Benefactor and Xiaoguo haven't eaten yet, I don't know if they are better. Well, Benefactor should not need to eat any secular food with his cultivation level."

"If Xiaoguo joins the sect in the future, I will follow Benefactor. I don't know how he likes me to serve him..."