Healing System Youngster

After millions of years, the Blade Family finally gave birth to an imperfect soul. To ensure Ning Ren's smooth growth, the Main God sent him into small worlds to gain experience, gifting him a ...

Lanhuadis 43

Lanhuadis 43

Ning Ren screamed in anger.

Xierting freed his uninjured hand, touched Ning Ren's head, and sat aside.

She said to Carlos, "Your expression makes me think that you care about me."

Carlos's expression darkened even more than before. He loosened his clenched palms and sat down again. "Who cares about you? You're so tough, I'm not worried at all."

Grandma Laura: "Fourth Prince, does your wound need more medicine?"

Xilting: “No need.”

Besides being angry, Ning Ren was also a little nervous.

I've been here for over six years, and I've never seen two relatives injured at the same time.

But he couldn't go out.

If only he had spread his wings earlier, he wouldn't have to be protected so closely by his older brothers and sisters. When big things happen, they won't be able to help at all and may even be a drag.

Carlos waved at him, "Xiao Qi, come here."

Ning Ren flew into the hands of his second brother and listened to his brothers and sisters talking angrily.

Dorothea: "Fourth brother, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Xierting recounted his experience in Gang District 10. "The man was wrapped too tightly, so I couldn't see clearly, but I'd estimate he had more than five stripes."

"He was wearing nail caps, made of the same material as the exploding red crystal. When they pierced my shoulder, all my strength was suppressed. It felt like... facing my older sister."

Carlos thought carefully, "Indeed, when the remaining crystal fragments exploded, my mental strength was also suppressed."

Apart from their father, they only feel suppressed when their eldest sister is angry and disciplines them.

All their spiritual energy was locked up within their bodies. Even with their eldest sister suppressing them severely, they could still exert a little bit of their strength. But when faced with the pressure of their father's bloodline, they were as weak as lambs.

Dorothea: "I thought they wanted to arrest me because I had discovered something, but I didn't expect they were really targeting the High Mark Royal Family..."

Xilting: "What did you find out?"

Dorothea: "The albino bones excavated outside Wansen Woods were forcibly drained of their energy. Their deaths were horrific, most likely murder. But we didn't find many of them. We were planning to conduct further research, but now all the bones are gone."

She was overthinking it, thinking the murderer was out to silence her. Come to think of it, who would come to arrest a Seven-Striped Prince? That would be courting death.

Carlos frowned, "How many bones did you excavate?"

Dorothea: "Just three or four, if you put them together. What's the matter?"

"Nowhere else?"

"I've searched everywhere I could, but nothing. What's wrong, brother?"

Carlos: "Yesterday I told Xiao Qi about the forbidden technique of ascending patterns during the reign of King Lugaru. There was a saying about forcibly draining the energy of flesh, blood, and bones. I thought of it for a moment. But if there are only three or four, it shouldn't be what I think."

Dorothea: "The forbidden technique has long been lost."

"But what exactly is this red crystal that can suppress our energy..."

The three of them discussed for a long time but could not come to any conclusion.

As for the possibility that there was another person in the family who could be the Eight-Marked Prince besides the eldest sister, it was ruled out. Just kidding, if there really was one, how could they have kept it hidden all this time?

Xierting: "It's hard to say whether it's targeting our Herbert family or all high-marked royal families." He looked at Carlos, "Did you throw Xiaoliu into the riot zone? Send him back to school."

Carlos: "School isn't safe either. Let him stay home and look after Xiao Qi. We'll go out and investigate."

Dorothea: "Do we need to notify my eldest sister?"

Carlos pondered for a moment and said, "Don't do that for now. Let's find out some clues first."

The matter was finalized and the confirmed news came out soon.

The attack by the mysterious man with the strange red crystal was not only aimed at their Herbert family, but at the entire royal court.

Duke Horace of the Doyle family and Bernie's cousin, both members of the Seven-Striped Royal Family, disappeared overnight.

All that remained at the scene were the ruins left by the explosion of the red crystal.

In an instant, all the royal family members in the entire royal court were furious and panicked. Today, the royal family members with seven patterns were captured, and tomorrow it would be the royal family members with six patterns or five patterns!

Who knows what will happen after being captured?!

The thieves are so rampant!

Led by the Doyle family and the Bernie family, a search team was assembled, vowing to turn the royal court upside down and find the missing people.

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The Doyle family.

underground.

The two missing seven-pattern royals were now one standing calmly and the other lying in fear, watching their blood flow to the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

She is Bernie's cousin, the captured Prince of Seven Stripes.

Horace, who was also rumored to have been captured, looked at Anton Haney calmly and said, "Brother, I don't recommend continuing to arrest people in the royal court. The commotion we've caused is already quite big, and I'm afraid Wendolyn will come back."

Anton Hani slowly opened his eyes. "What are you afraid of? In the entire Lanhuadis Kingdom, who can still be my opponent now? I made such a big fuss just to let Wen Duolin come back so that I can catch them all in one fell swoop and break through to the ninth pattern in one fell swoop."

He rubbed the patella in his hand.

"What a pity, you failed twice, otherwise you would have had two more living Seven-Patterned Ones to support you this time."

Horace frowned slightly. "Gidon is still inciting the civilians. Aren't you going to stop him? Too many civilians have been killed or injured. It's a loss to our tribe's overall strength."

"It's just a few civilian deaths."

Antonhal: "Brother, you're good in every way except for your soft heart. The more agitated these civilians are, the better. When that day comes, I'll let Felix see with his own eyes how these ignorant civilians he protected killed his children under my orders."

"When the time comes, I will be the only king who can save these ignorant people from danger."

Anton Hal smiled softly as he caressed his blood-red wings with great care. The nine royal patterns on them were almost complete, and his aura of pressure was restrained.

He cut his palm and picked up a piece of bone from the ground. The bone merged with his blood and slowly turned into a red crystal.

"Let's go to the royal court and create some trouble. We'll capture some five- and six-marked people to make up the numbers. My blood is in them, so catching them will be as easy as catching chickens and dogs."

Horace: “Yeah.”

-

In the second half of the month, the royal court became increasingly chaotic.

The number of missing royals gradually increased, and finally reached the point where an average of one royal family member disappeared every day.

This was an action targeting only the royal family. Under the instigation of those with ulterior motives, it became proof of God's punishment on the royal family. They clamored:

Look! This is a blood sacrifice!

It's a blood sacrifice sent down from heaven! As long as a certain number of royals die, the king they've longed for will descend!

The mysterious red crystal is rumored to be a gift of blood sacrifice.

Ning Ren was completely locked in the house.

The brothers and sisters seldom ate at home anymore, including Kamimi, who was finally brought by Carlos to help after he argued for his point.

They always came back in a hurry and left in a hurry, and each time they were injured to varying degrees.

Even though he knew that Ning Ren was trying to spread his wings, he didn't have time to stay at home and be with him.

Ning Ren felt sad and powerless. All he could do was blow on his brother and sister's wounds when they changed their dressings, hold up a towel with eager eyes, and try to fly harder and harder every day.

Progress has been minimal.

When trying to shrink the wings, they could barely open halfway. When in normal form, the arc of the wings was even smaller.

Bai Ya measured it himself.

I also made a record sheet.

He was holding the chart and pondering, "If I work hard for another two or three years, maybe I can really open it completely. But opening it doesn't mean I can fly."

"Why don't you just give up? Aren't those metal wings of yours capable of taking off?"

Ning Ren was in his youthful form at this time, his face pale and his whole body weak. He huddled in a chair, holding a cup of hot water to warm his hands.

In the past half month, Ning Ren has been draining all his energy every day, and his condition is getting worse day by day.

He was a little slow before saying, "I just want to fly."

White Crow: "Tsk, so stubborn."

He looked at Ning Ren for a while and said, "Actually, you want to awaken your spiritual power so that you can help your brother and sister."

Ning Ren: "Yes and no, there are other reasons."

Bai Ya wondered: "Any other reason?"

"Um."

The boy's lifeless pale golden eyes closed tiredly.

For... those pairs of eyes that are waiting for the king's arrival, and the countless cubs who have lost their parents, just like that little girl.

He always has to make an effort.

If he still couldn't overcome his fear before the deadline, then when he plucked his wings, he could say to himself that he had tried his best. Even if he felt sorry for his brothers and sisters' careful upbringing, he wouldn't feel that guilty.

You can also tell your stinky dad when you meet him in the future that he was brave and did not become a coward who fled without fighting.

Bai Ya: "What's the reason?"

Ning Ren: "Why are you curious about everything?"

Bai Ya was annoyed: "Do you think I want to?"

If he hadn't figured out that your death was really related to Zhan Chi, he wouldn't have bothered to say a word. Wouldn't it be better for him to be a freeloader who eats and drinks for free all day?

Errigalan cannot die. If he dies, how can he know the reason why he is destined to have a connection with that blood mole?

Ning Ren: "I don't want to say it, aren't you very powerful? Go and calculate it."

Bai Ya thought to himself, this little blind man rolling his eyes is quite pretty. He grabbed Ning Ren and said, "Hey, hey, hey, okay, let's stop practicing today. Call the housekeeper and let's play Werewolf."

"No!" Ning Ren got angry just talking about this, "You win every time, even though you just started playing! Every time you play the witch, you poison me! You play me as the prophet! You are so hateful."

Bai Ya: "Then can I be the referee?"

It’s better to ignore it, the important thing is to do the business.

He stood up, his vision went dark for a moment, and he quickly stopped to take two seconds to recover before trying again.

Bai Ya sighed without letting out a single breath, and exclaimed in shock: "Little Erli, your nose is bleeding!"

"?" Ning Ren touched his nose belatedly, and his fingertips were stained with blood.

Bai Ya: "You must have practiced for too long, so—"

"Shh-"

Ning Ren quickly took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, and muttered to Bai Ya: "Keep your voice down. When the housekeeper comes, Nimansen will definitely tell my brothers and sisters. Then I won't be able to fly."

Bai Ya: "You are also..." He paused for a second, "You haven't discovered that practicing wings will cause nosebleeds a long time ago, right?"

Ning Ren nodded: "Don't worry, I know what to do. It's just a nosebleed. I've been observing it for a few days, and I don't feel anything else."

He returned to his bedroom, washed his hands and face, and destroyed his handkerchief. He performed the whole series of actions with great skill.

Bai Ya had a question mark on his forehead, "When did you start having nosebleeds?"

Ning Ren stopped and said calmly, "Just two days ago."

Having a nosebleed is better than having broken wings, right? No one can stop him from having a nosebleed (crossed out) and spreading his wings before the deadline!

The live broadcast room barrage instantly exploded:

[Wow wow wow, this is a lie! What a sense of propriety! We started practicing wings the next day!!!]

[The kid has grown up and learned bad habits. He never lied before. QAQ The great wizard will expose him! !]

Bai Ya: "Didn't I say that no one can lie to me?"

Ning Ren shook off the water droplets on his hands, feeling a little helpless. "It's a few days early, but please don't tell my brothers and sisters, okay? I'm really, really, really fine."

Bai Ya: "??? This is what you call nothing?"

Ning Ren sighed silently. Since Bai Ya had seen it, he would have to bribe him with some delicious food or some money. It was really difficult to deal with him.

Bai Ya watched the young man walk past him. After taking two steps, he let out a faint groan and fell forward silently.

Bai Ya was horrified: "Don't try to scam me! I won't tell you anything!"

The boy fell on the soft carpet and didn't move for a long time.

Bai Ya's eyelids twitched, and he picked up the boy and rushed out.

"Fuck! Are you serious?!"