Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

0Wang Chuan solved the crisis of the Mo family and rushed to Zhou Yi's villa.    

    

Zhou Yi had tried to transfer some of the cells in Mo Qingcheng's body into his body after she left.    

    

Since Zhou Yi allowed them to grow freely without any restrictions, he really wanted to catalyze their growth. Therefore, when Wang Chuan arrived at the mansion in the evening, only his chest and head were not completely dried up.    

    

"Mister …" When Wang Chuan saw Zhou Yi's appearance, he was shocked.    

    

His voice was not only filled with intense surprise, but it also had a hint of a sobbing tone.    

    

Zhou Yi's current situation was too shocking. He gave the impression that he could turn into charcoal and break into countless pieces at any time.    

    

"If you want to save Qingcheng, you have to figure out the principles behind this spell. Don't worry!" Because his face was already stiff, Zhou Yi revealed an extremely ugly smile and then comforted Wang Chuan.    

    

"Yes, yes, I believe, I believe that you will find a way!" Wang Chuan felt like he lost his composure. After calming his mind, he quickly spoke up.    

    

At this moment, Wang Chuan looked more like a lost child. Compared to when he was at the Mo family, he looked like the opposite person.    

    

Zhou Yi also shook his head with a wry smile. Honestly speaking, he still hasn't understood the crucial point of this issue. However, if he really died because of this, he wouldn't have any resentment.    

    

Because he could accompany Mo Qingcheng.    

    

As time passed, Zhou Yi's body had completely withered away.    

    

But he didn't seem to be doing anything.    

    

Seeing him slowly close his eyes, Wang Chuan completely panicked. He ran forward and wanted to touch Zhou Yi's body to see if he was still alive. However, he was afraid that Zhou Yi would completely shatter the moment he touched him.    

    

After circling around him a few times, Wang Chuan asked carefully, "Sir?" His expression was as though he was afraid of harming the world's treasures.    

    

However, Zhou Yi did not have any reaction to his shout.    

    

Then he called again, "Sir?"    

    

The sound was even louder than before, but Zhou Yi didn't react at all as he laid on the sofa.    

    

"Mister!" Wang Chuan used all the strength in his body when he heard that. At the same time, he couldn't help but push Zhou Yi's shoulder.    

    

However, before his hand could touch Zhou Yi's body, a strong light shot out from his body and instantly hit Wang Yu's palm. His body also staggered a few steps backwards.    

    

Following that, he saw a golden light shoot out from Zhou Yi's chest, which then covered his entire body.    

    

Wherever the light passed, the withering sensation on Zhou Yi's body disappeared!    

    

In less than a minute, Zhou Yi's eyelashes trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.    

    

"Sir, are … are you alright?" Wang Chuan almost cried tears of joy. He hurried forward to help Zhou Yi up.    

    

Zhou Yi got up and couldn't help but say: "That was close!"    

    

Just now, if not for the eruption of his bloodline's power, he would have truly sacrificed himself.    

    

However, at the last moment, he was able to think of the key to curing this withering. The power of his bloodline also saved him.    

    

He reached out his hand and touched his heart that was beating slowly. Zhou Yi said softly in his heart: "Thank you!"    

    

Since he had found a way to cure the withering, Zhou Yi didn't waste any more time. After getting up, he went into Mo Qingcheng's bedroom.    

    

Since Wang Chuan couldn't help, he stopped in the living room.    

    

Zhou Yi came to the front of Mo Qingcheng's bed. He saw that the withered part had been upgraded to her waist. If he did not wake up in time, Mo Qingcheng would completely wither and die within two days.    

    

But luckily, he woke up again!    

    

Stretching out his right hand, he pointed two fingers at his sword and fiercely slashed at his left middle finger. Following that, blood began to flow from the middle finger.    

    

He put his hand on Mo Qingcheng's pale lips and let the blood drip into her mouth.    

    

Following that, his other hand was placed on Mo Qingcheng's wrist, and a wave of pure Spiritual Force was instantly injected into her body.    

    

Following that, he used his spiritual energy to guide his blood to flow through his meridians.    

    

Especially in the lower half of her body, the foreign withering energy was engulfing Mo Qingcheng's cells. However, after encountering Zhou Yi's blood …    

    

The withered energy suddenly slowed down.    

    

As more and more of his blood dripped into Mo Qingcheng's mouth, the withering energy was gradually absorbed by his blood, and finally assimilated into it.    

    

Zhou Yi had always wanted to expel these things or kill them forcefully before, but no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to do.    

    

Just when all the cells in his body had been devoured by the power of the withering process, he suddenly remembered that he might be able to assimilate them into his bloodstream.    

    

The Bloodline Power would only unleash a strong battle ability when Zhou Yi's body was fatally injured. However, it might not be effective on Mo Qingcheng.    

    

Therefore, Zhou Yi's blood was an excellent primer. With it, the dried up energy could be assimilated.    

    

Now that he had given it a try, it did indeed work.    

    

As time passed bit by bit, the scars on Mo Qingcheng's waist, which had already dried up, slowly started to recede. Her delicate skin also revealed itself bit by bit.    

    

Zhou Yi finally felt relieved.    

    

Wang Chuan had been waiting anxiously in the living room. Several times he wanted to push open the door and go in directly, but he stopped himself in the end.    

    

Four hours after Zhou Yi went in to treat Mo Qingcheng's injuries, the bedroom door finally opened.    

    

"Sir, how is it?"    

    

Wang Chuan rushed to the door and quickly opened his mouth.    

    

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "It's alright!"    

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Wang Chuan looked up and saw that Zhou Yi's face had turned pale. His hand was still on the door frame.    

    

Wang Chuan immediately understood and rushed over to Zhou Yi. As he walked towards the sofa, he said, "Mister, please take a good rest, I'll go now …"    

    

"No worries!" Zhou Yi waved his hand, but it was just a loss of blood. He just needed to rest for a while.    

    

Because she was just a normal person, yet she was being attacked time and time again by the cultivators. Most of the time, he was using the Spiritual Force to save her, and after a while, her body had suffered a great deal of injuries.    

    

Until this time, although she was cured of her wilting, she didn't wake up in time.    

    

Wang Chuan stayed here for a while longer, but was quickly chased away by Zhou Yi.    

    

Closing the door, Zhou Yi went to Mo Qingcheng's room again. Looking at Mo Qingcheng lying on the bed with her eyes closed, Zhou Yi couldn't help but clench his hands slowly.    

    

Moments later, Zhou Yi slightly moved his palm and a translucent Pityrosporion Ovale appeared in his palm...