The meaning in Qiao Beiting's dialect is very clear, Qiao Xiaoyao is not dead yet. Mobile phone m.

As long as she is still alive, everything has hope!

"Grandpa Third, take me to see the little demon." Chen Qingyang couldn't wait to say.

"Come with me!"

Then, under the leadership of Qiao Beiting, Chen Qingyang and his team entered the experimental base.

At this time, there were more precision instruments than before. The hall was filled with specimens of strange beasts that had never been seen before, and some were even alive.

However, Chen Qingyang was completely unconscious of these things at this moment and walked straight to Qiao Xiaoyao's laboratory.

Even at this time, Qiao Xiaoyao locked himself in the laboratory and had not come out for ten days.

"Why is she still in the laboratory?" Chen Qingyang asked with a frown.

Qiao Beiting said helplessly, "The little demon knows that he has not had much time. In order to overcome the last genetic shackle, she has locked herself in it for ten days, and no one can persuade her."

Hearing this, Chen Qingyang felt inexplicably distressed. He was already in danger of his life and was still obsessed with his own genetic science experiments.

Then Qiao Beiting walked to the front of the laboratory gate, pressed the voice call button at the door, and said to it, "Little Demon, I am Grandpa Third, open the door!"

Not long after, Qiao Xiaoyao's weak voice came from inside, saying, "Sorry, Grandpa Third, I don't have time anymore. I just have to decipher the last genetic fission data."

Listening to Qiao Xiaoyao's angry voice, Chen Qingyang stopped stopping and strode forward.

Qiao Beiting was about to tell Qiao Xiaoyao that when Chen Qingyang came back, he found that Chen Qingyang's palm suddenly pressed on the palm-print password lock.

The laboratory where Qiao Xiaoyao is located is the forbidden area of ​​the base. No one except her and Li Minghai can enter it.

However, last time, Qiao Xiaoyao entered Chen Qingyang's palm print information into the password lock, becoming the third person who could go out of the laboratory freely.

"boom!"

The thick laboratory door slowly opened. Qiao Xiaoyao, who was originally focusing on various experimental data, suddenly turned around and looked at the gate, and his face changed.

A few months ago, Professor Li Minghai went to Longqiao Shengshi headquarters with a genetic code report about the prehistoric giant beast, preparing to report to Qiao Xiaoyao's grandfather, but unexpectedly he was intercepted halfway. In order to protect the confidential report, Li Minghai paid the price of his life.

Li Minghai is dead, how could anyone still be able to open the door to the laboratory?

Just in Qiao Xiaoyao's surprised gaze, a figure that she could never dream of came into her eyes.

In an instant, tears that had been missing for a long time could not be stopped.

Qiao Xiaoyao no longer cared about the dense data in front of her. Now in her opinion, nothing is more important than the man in front of her.

She suddenly stood up from her seat and tried hard to run towards him, but she forgot that she had no extra strength and her body fell forward.

Just as she fell down, she gently picked her up with one hand.

Qiao Xiaoyao has always been very slim and thin, but at this moment, Chen Qingyang felt as light as if he was holding a ball of cotton, lying weakly in his arms.

"Little bastard, I knew you were not dead, I always knew." Qiao Xiaoyao couldn't help crying. The pale and weak face was covered with pear blossoms, and I felt pity for him!

Chen Qingyang didn't say anything, stared at Qiao Xiaoyao's head, and gently stroked her hair with his trembling right hand.

The black and shiny hair that once looked like a layer of snow fell on it, pale and slender, which was heartbreaking.

Chen Qingyang couldn't imagine how Qiao Xiaoyao spent this period of time, and he couldn't help but use a little force to hold her tightly in his arms.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Chen Qingyang said with a remorse on his face.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back!" Qiao Xiaoyao raised his head slightly, looked at Chen Qingyang and cried with joy.

She wanted to reach out to touch Chen Qingyang's face, but she tried it several times but failed.

Now she is so weak that she even breathes incredibly difficult, and her life seems to be about to come to an end.

"Don't talk for now, let me see where you are hurt."

After Chen Qingyang finished speaking, he was about to put Qiao Xiaoyao on the sofa beside him, but Qiao Xiaoyao stopped him.

"I'm fine, Qingyang, let me down first, and the last set of data is about to come out. As long as I decipher it, it will be successful." Qiao Xiaoyao said, and two lights appeared in his tired eyes at this moment.

Unfortunately, Chen Qingyang ignored her and put her on the sofa.

"Qingyang!"

Qiao Xiaoyao wanted to sit up by force, but Chen Qingyang held it down with both hands, and she had no strength to struggle.

"Don't move!"

Chen Qingyang said seriously in a commanding tone, and then began to carefully check her body.

However, after a careful examination, Chen Qingyang did not find any external injuries on Qiao Xiaoyao. The only possibility was that Qiao Xiaoyao's soul was damaged.

His Taiyi Divine Needle has only been practicing the fourth needle, which is only effective for external and internal injuries, and has almost no way to the soul.

Then Chen Qingyang's divine thoughts swept away Qiao Xiaoyao's soul, and found that her soul had become weak, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

"Who did it?"

Chen Qingyang asked with a gloomy face.

The damage to the soul is so serious that it is absolutely impossible for it to be caused by practicing qigong.

Qiao Xiaoyao opened his mouth slightly, wanted to speak but stopped, but finally he didn't say it. He begged in a tone, "Qingyang, I don't have much time left, so you let me go over and decipher the last set of data, otherwise everything will be too late."

"Don't talk nonsense, I will definitely not let you die." Chen Qingyang said gritting his teeth.

If Mo Gu is there, with his attainment in the Way of Soul, it should be easy to save Qiao Xiao Yao.

Although Chen Qingyang has also practiced a lot of soul magic and his soul power is comparable to that of late-stage masters of the Divine Pill Realm, Qiao Xiaoyao's soul is like a thousand warehouses and holes, and it may be broken with a touch of ease.

Therefore, Chen Qingyang did not dare to try it at all, because he was afraid that he would kill Qiao Xiaoyao with his own hands.

Qiao Xiaoyao shook her head. She knew better than anyone else how seriously her soul was damaged. It was impossible for her to recover.

"Qingyang, listen to me, this is a drop of immortal blood from ancient times. I have spent nearly half a year studying it. Now it has reached the most critical moment. I cannot give up, and this is the last thing I can do for you." Qiao Xiaoyao said.

"I don't need any shitty fairy blood, I just want you to survive!" Chen Qingyang said with red eyes.

Qiao Xiaoyao shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I studied this immortal blood not for you, but for saving Nan Sheng."
Chapter completed!