Nangong Yu lowered his head to check Wu Qi's condition and couldn't help but frowned: "The situation is indeed not optimistic."
He Xi nodded, she was very clear about Wu Qi's current situation.
If we say that there are spiritual roots in a person's body, then the spiritual roots represent the quality of a person's talents.
Then there are similar things in the bodies of monsters, which they call inherited blood. The nobility and richness of the inherited blood determines the speed of cultivation and the strength of the monster.
When he first checked, Hexi thought that Wuqi had lost most of his magical power and there was no way to recover it.
However, after a closer look, she was shocked to find out.
What was taken away from Wu Qi was not only his demonic power, but also his inherited bloodline.
If the demon power is taken away, it can be replenished by absorbing demon pills and converting them into spiritual power, but how can the inherited bloodline be restored
He Xi frowned and looked at Xiao Li, who was holding Wu Qi and had red and swollen eyes from crying: "Xiao Li, have you ever encountered this situation before?"
Xiaoli shook her head, then nodded, her eyes full of pain and resentment, "Miss, I don't know. Since I can remember, my brother has been by my side. My brother said that we have powerful enemies. They captured our people, our parents, and then took away our demonic powers, leaving us to die in pain."
"Brother has always wanted revenge, but the enemies are too powerful. Brother has been injured and dying many times, including the last time. If you hadn't saved brother, my brother and I would have... But I didn't expect that brother would still be captured by them, wuwuwu... Why are they so mean? Why do they treat us like this? We never thought of hurting anyone!"
He Xi reached out and gently stroked the little girl's head, then held her in his arms and said softly, "Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to heal your brother."
But having said that, He Xi frowned.
It seems that if I want to know the treatment method, I have to first find out the process of how Wuqi's inherited bloodline was taken away, so that I can prescribe medicine.
Thinking of this, He Xi took out the golden needle and carefully pierced it into Wu Qi's head.
The unconscious Wu Qi groaned in pain, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and it took him a while to slowly open his eyes.
Wu Qi's gaze seemed to be unfocused, falling blurrily on Xiao Li.
When he saw Xiaoli clearly, a dazed and sad smile immediately appeared on his face: "Xiaoli, is brother going to die soon? That's why I dreamed of you... I can see you again before I die, and see that you are alive and well, and brother will be relieved!"
"Wow!" Xiaoli couldn't hold back any longer and cried loudly, throwing herself into Wuqi's arms, "Brother, please don't die. Xiaoli doesn't want brother to die!"
He Xi reached out and inserted a few more golden needles into Wu Qi's brain. Wu Qi's originally confused expression slowly became clear, but the intense pain and emptiness coming from his body also made more sweat appear on his face.
He Xi held the crying little raccoon in his arms, looked down at Wu Qi and said, "Wu Qi, tell me, are you conscious now?"
Wu Qi frowned. When he saw He Xi, he was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered something and suddenly widened his eyes and asked, "Master! Why are you here?"
He Xi said calmly: "Xiao Li discovered your whereabouts and was worried that something had happened to you, so I accompanied her to find you." (To be continued)