The juice-stained handkerchief and the maggot that was split into three pieces turned into ashes.
A gust of wind swept by.
Not even ashes were left.
Ying Zheng felt that if he encountered a system like System 555 again next time.
Without the help of the Imperial Master, he could grab it and crush it in an instant.
An hour later.
Qi Pan and Ying Zheng were both a little tired.
Qi Pan: "No, no, I won't practice anymore."
"My head hurts so much it's about to explode."
Ying Zheng also felt a throbbing pain in his head.
He touched his forehead and rubbed it gently.
"Then take it slow for now and stop practicing."
"It seems that this method is quite energy-consuming."
"Just practice for half an hour every day. If you practice too much, your brain won't be able to handle it."
After feeling a little relieved from the pain in his head, Ying Zheng stood up and walked behind Qi Pan.
Press the fingertips of both hands on Qipan’s forehead.
"Master, let me massage you."
"Just rub it and it will be fine."
Ying Zheng's fingertips were slightly warm, and he gently pressed and rubbed Qi Pan's temples.
Qi Pan's head, which was about to explode, slowly felt relieved.
He also lowered his hands that were holding his head.
His brows slowly relaxed.
After closing her eyes for a while, Qipan pulled Ying Zheng's hand away.
"It's ok, I'm much better now, thank you brother."
"By the way, brother, how come you have this skill?"
"It feels quite comfortable. My head doesn't hurt much anymore."
Ying Zheng sat down next to Qi Pan, poured a cup of hot tea for himself and Qi Pan, and said with a smile.
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