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The refining of witch medicine has always been idealistic.

In the game, the game characters have successfully refined the Su Sheng potion that can keep themselves alive on the edge of death, and at that time, the game characters were still legendary.

Now that the game characters are demigods, relying on the divine power in the body, Lin Qianan may not be able to refine the magic medicine that will make Zafent come back to life.

With a slight movement in his mind, Lin Qian'an waved his hand and pulled all the charred skewers on the piano skewer cart to him mentally.

Immediately, the divine power surged in Lin Qian'an's body, and he began to define it with his own power.

This is a skewer grilled by Zaphant, and part of Zaphant's soul is poured into it, right?

In this case, he used this skewer to refine the soul revival medicine, and it is very logical to revive Zaphant's soul, right?

Under the influence of Lin Qian'an's divine power, some rules were rewritten, the skewers in his hand were redefined, the azure blue divine power shone, and the skewers turned into a blue ball in Lin Qian'an's hands of liquid.

Gradually, the bluish liquid began to transform into a human form.

Qin Shao, who was paralyzed on the ground watching this scene, looked horrified, and his heart was full of disbelief.

It's easy to kill a person, but to save a person, the difficulty factor is very different.

Especially when the other party has been completely annihilated by him.

This can almost be said to be the opposite of the cause.

Can it be successful?

Impossible! !

Qin Shao watched Lin Qian'an's movements and couldn't help holding his breath.

With the consumption of massive divine power, Zaphant's soul was also reshaped by Lin Qianan using the refined witch medicine.

Of course, this seems to be no longer the category of witch medicine.

Even that didn't make people drink it.

But who stipulated that witch medicine must be drunk?

Who stipulated that witch medicine must be used on people to be effective?

In the hands of the god of witch medicine, how could witch medicine be such an inconvenient thing?

At this time, although there is a soul, it still lacks a body.

Lin Qianan beckoned, pulled the piano skewer to his front, and used divine power to refine it into witch medicine, which was immediately transformed into Zaphant's body, covering his soul.

At this point, his soul was officially integrated with the piano skewer.

When his soul gets used to this new body, as long as he wants to, he can be one with the car, and directly use the characteristics of the piano skewer to travel through the night markets in various cities.

After doing this, Lin Qianan couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Although he has a certain degree of certainty, he is really worried about whether he will succeed or not.

However, the god of witch medicine is really awesome. As long as the logic makes a little sense, the rules can be easily defined and the corresponding witch medicine can be refined.

At this time, there was less than a minute before the arrival card on Lin Qian'an's body. He thought that his body was still seriously injured, so he grabbed a handful of "little grass containing the breath of life" from the flower bed by the roadside, and then It is refined into a life potion that heals wounds with divine power.

Then, he waved his hand and pulled out a mineral water bottle from the trash can. After cleaning and disinfecting it with divine power, he poured all the green life medicine liquid into it.

After doing this, Lin Qianan also exited the coming state of the God of Witchcraft.

Zafente's soul also slightly adapted to the new body at this time. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Qian'an opposite and said, "I seem to be a little late today, I'm really sorry, Mr. Lin Qian'an!"

"Actually. It really succeeded!" Qin Shao, who was lying on the ground, muttered with a horrified expression.

Lin Qianan felt the pain of the back wound, opened the mineral water bottle and took a sip of life potion, and said to Zafente: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm so hungry, give me twenty kebabs."

"Of course, please wait." Zaphant nodded with a smile.

When the words fell, his body suddenly turned into a piano kebab car, and his soul also left the body, turning into a slightly transparent spiritual body standing in front of the piano kebab car.

Although it is a spiritual body, it still does not prevent him from operating his piano skewer.

He opened a hidden compartment from the side of the piano kebab cart, which contained a string of already threaded skewers, and then took them out one by one and put them on the grill above the piano kebab cart.

After sprinkling cumin, he Shi Shiran sat in front of the piano skewer and played the piano.

True Soul Skewers! !

Lin Qian'an had already drank all the life potions at this time, and while the wound on his back was healed, he felt a little blood rushing up, which meant he was overdoing it.

This made him have to feel the power of the God of Witchcraft.

The potions that are refined at will have such a powerful effect.

But at this time, he suddenly felt that the vitality in his body began to flow toward his chest.

It didn't take long for him to feel that the feeling of overdoing it disappeared.

Lin Qian'an touched his chest, feeling a little suspicious in his heart.

There is no doubt that cancer cells in the body have absorbed this energy.

But the question is, will it grow or not? !

If the cancer cells spread, will his own life be threatened?

If he takes a similar medicine in the future, will this thing come out to make trouble?

In the worry, Lin Qianan didn't feel any discomfort in his body, but Zafente's skewers were already baked.

After taking the skewers from Zafente's hands, smelling the aroma of the skewers, Lin Qianan put away all the worries in his heart, sat on the ground without any gesture, and started to eat.

At this time, Zafente picked up the extra skewers, walked to Qin Shao's side under Lin Qian'an's surprised eyes, squatted down and handed him two skewers: "Try it, sir, my craftsmanship. He is praised in every mile and eight townships!"

Qin Shao was stunned for a moment, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "It's a stubborn thing~!"

Before he finished speaking, Zafent had already passed the skewer to his mouth.

Feeling the aroma lingering on the tip of his nose, he opened his mouth silently.

Then he silently sat up against the wall and ate one bite after another.

Lin Qianan glanced at Qin Shao coldly.

He knew that this was what Zaphant had done for him.

Zafent didn't want Lin Qian'an to do irrational things because of him, thus becoming a lawbreaker.

So Zafente chose to forgive Qin Shao and told Lin Qian'an to stop worrying about the past.

Of course, Lin Qian'an didn't want to be a murderer either. Now that Zafente is all right, he doesn't care anymore, and he won't entangle with Qin Shaoduo any more.

However, he would still choose to stay away from such a person.

That kind of extreme thinking, he hates it!

At four o'clock in the morning, Zafente's activity time was at its limit, so after saying hello to Lin Qian'an, he played the tune and drove the piano kebab car away.

Lin Qianan got up slowly and sighed as he looked at the ruined night market street.

This time, he was in trouble.

Fines are trivial matters, mainly because if he is punished at that time, it may affect his future writing on Chaofan.com.

"I'll deal with it, you can go!" Xu Shi saw Lin Qian'an's worry, and Qin Shao, who was leaning against the wall with Tang Dao in his arms, suddenly said.

Lin Qianan was stunned for a moment and said, "Will you be punished?"

"I'm an official person, they won't do anything to me!" Qin Shao said.

"Thank you!" After being silent for a while, Lin Qianan said.

After speaking, Lin Qianan added another sentence: "One yard is one yard, I still hate you!"

"Thank you for being annoying!" Qin Shao said with an expressionless face.

Lin Qianan glanced at him, then got up and walked outside the night market.

When passing by Qin Shao, Qin Shao suddenly said to Lin Qian'an, "The skewers are delicious!"

Lin Qianan gave Qin Shao a surprised look.

Qin Shao felt uncomfortable by Lin Qian'an, and his muscles tightened.

Lin Qianxin shook her head slightly and walked straight ahead.

The meaning of Qin Shao's words is very simple, that is, he will not shoot Zafent again.

Barely a guarantee.

Looking at Lin Qian'an's back, Qin Shao couldn't help muttering, "Am I wrong?"

Immediately, he recalled in his mind the sound and smile of his sister and his parents before they died, and his face turned cold again.

The protagonist must be free from worries, and because of this stalk, he became an orphan.

How ridiculous and ridiculous

In any case, the uncertainty of the stalk itself is a huge threat, and it would never be wrong for him to eliminate the stalk!

Qin Shao stood up reluctantly, looked at the skewers around him, and couldn't help pursing his lips.

He will keep watching, if one day, it commits a sin, even if Lin Qianan stops it, he will kill it again, even if it pays the price of shattering! ! !

Kyoto Dragon Group Headquarters.

Long Yi looked at the witch medicine he had just refined, and his expression became a little weird.

"Is the third form a novelist?"

Having said that, Long Yi drank the witch medicine in the cup in front of him.

When he got home, Lin Qianan took a shower, changed his rotten clothes, and went to the computer.

He took out his Advent Card of the God of Witchcraft.

At this time, the god of witch medicine above has turned into a gray state, and he can no longer use it before 3:27 in the morning on July 29th.

Fortunately, his Tong Zun's Advent Card can still be used, so he doesn't have to worry about any major problems for the time being.

After putting away the advent card, Lin Qianan put both hands on the keyboard and began to prepare the outline of the new book.

For the new book, he is going to write the story of the God of Witchcraft, and the title of the book is directly called "The God of Witchcraft".

The outline is very well written. He recorded a lot of various details in the game when he played the game. Now he picks and chooses some and fills in some stories.

Thinking of the feeling of the coming of the God of Witchcraft, Lin Qianan felt an explosion of inspiration. In just over two hours, he came up with the general outline.

It was already half past seven in the morning.

However, Lin Qianan was still not in good spirits, and he was not hungry.

He knew in his heart that it must be the cause of the bottle of "life medicine".

Although the raw material of the bottle of life potion was only a handful of grass in the flower bed, it was after all a witch potion refined by the god of witch medicine with divine power, and its effect was not necessarily comparable to high-level potions or even legendary potions.

Lin Qian'an's current state is completely normal. If it wasn't for the cancer cells in his chest swallowing up a lot of vitality, he might even be in a state of overexcited excitement.

Having said that, what the heck is your own lung cancer?

Lin Qianan touched his chest and his expression became extremely confused.

Normally, once he didn't practice his internal skills, the cancer cells would proliferate rapidly, compressing his breathing, making it difficult for him to live a normal life. Moreover, he continued to survive with infinite extraction of true qi, and now he could absorb the excess vitality in his body.

It always feels weird.

Lin Qianan really couldn't understand the characteristics of this stalk.

With a sigh, he returned his gaze to the computer.

All this can only be taken one step at a time. Now, he should write his novels with peace of mind.