Jiang Si recalled that she had bumped into Agareth's arms and smelled blood in his arms.

The location of the bloody smell is on the chest: "Yes, the location of the chest has a very strong bloody smell. How should we treat such a situation?"

Yan Qi, male and female, did not change his beautiful face and became serious: "In this case, you must first sort out your mental power."

"But if his mental power level is too high, the healer's mental power tentacles that are lower than his level will not touch him at all."

Jiang Si doesn't understand mental therapy very well.

There are so many differences between the interstellar era and their zombies. She asked: "Why not? Logically speaking, the lower the level of fusion and the higher the level of fusion, the higher the level of fusion."

"Why did you say that it becomes that the lower level cannot be integrated with the higher level? The higher the level, the more you can't find a match, isn't it equivalent to death?"

Yan Qi frowned and frowned: "Big baby, I seriously doubt you now. When entering the Fifth Military Academy, I either took advantage of the royal privileges or used His Highness Agarez's recommendation letter, and I didn't even take the exam."

Jiang Si's face did not blush and her heart was not beating. To be honest, she choked people to death. "I don't have an exam, I don't even want to go to a military academy. My aunt disliked me for being uneducated and forced me to come."

"Otherwise, my husband and I go to Colexing, and we haven't gotten up in his arms yet."

Suddenly I was forced to feed dog food.

Yan Qixin was frustrated and deeply suppressed her breath, refused dog food, kicked it over, and continued: "The lower the level you said, the higher the level you are, the better it can match with the higher level. That was more than 3,000 years ago."

"More than 3,000 years ago, our ancestors went to the ancient earth and brought the only people left on the ancient earth to the Abel Galaxy to marry."

"At that time, the people on the ancient earth had pure and stable mental power, and the degree of integration was very high regardless of the high level or low level."

"Maybe we later relied too much on technology to select gene fragments and create the babies we wanted to make, which led to the mutated mental power, and all mental power was no longer pure and stable."

"It also leads to people with higher mental power levels that can only match people with higher mental power, and those with lower mental power can only match those with lower mental power."

"If the mental power levels of the two people do not match and they are forced to treat, one of them will definitely die."

Jiang Si thought about it carefully. According to Yan Qi's words, his cheap husband's mental power level was very high, so high that no one matched his mental power.

"That person has never sorted out his mental power since he was born, and has never treated genetic collapse..."

Before she could finish her words, Yan Qi held the lemon tree in one hand, raised her thumbs up with the other, and cut off her words: "If it is true as you said, I can only admire this person. He has never sorted out his mental power and has never repaired his genetic collapse."

"Does the little mermaid know the fairy tale of the ancient earth?"

Jiang Si nodded: "I know, what's the relationship between the two?"

Yan Qi said: "Of course it's related. The person you mentioned has never been sorted out from childhood or repaired for genetic damage. He is like a little mermaid who has gone ashore. Under his strong body, every step he takes is a pain of shattering his feet and stepping on the tip of the knife."

Jiang Shi hissed involuntarily.

I couldn't describe the sourness and heartache.

Her cheap husband.

The people of the Trojan Empire regarded him as a god and as the shield of the empire.

I never thought that under his strong body, his body would be broken long ago and his mental power would be unbearable.

"Who are you talking about? His Highness Agarez?" Yan Qi couldn't help feeling upward when she saw her clear eyes, and thought of her joy when she talked about His Highness Agarez.

Jiang Si took a breath and asked, "Do you think so?"

Yan Qi shook his head slowly: "I don't think so. Chu Xi, the chief therapist of the Hunting Legion, is the best chief of the therapy department since the Fifth Academy started."

"His mental power is already as high as level 6 and a half. The mental power that His Highness Agarez officially explodes is level 7."

"The difference between level 6 and level 7 is only half, and the treatment matching degree is the same. His Highness Agarez should not reject the treatment of his mental tentacles."

If not rejected.

His hands won't be so cold.

Jiang Si asked again: "What else can I do besides sorting out mental power?"

Yan Qi tightened the lemon tree in his arms, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were shining brightly: "It's simple, don't you know the 7th-level plant therapist? Let him go and everything will be solved."

Saying it means not saying it.

She took a trip.

Isn't it equivalent to sticking your neck out and chopping it up for someone else?

"Change another." Jiang Si tightly covered her vest and refused to lose her horse. The people in the Trojan Empire were so crazy that it could be seen from Star Network.

Her 7th-level plant therapist's vest is about to explode. She will probably be thrown into an unplanned planet to farm for them, or she will be locked in the room to treat them day and night for gene collapse.

I feel chills when I think about it, and I feel scared.

She can't stand such sufferings in the world.

No, no.

"Change another." Yan Qi picked a lemon with some pain and handed it to Jiang Shi: "It is difficult to find people with the same mental power level, so let's repair his genetic collapse first."

"The plants planted by the 7th-level plant therapist, what you gave me yesterday, have very pure mental power."

"After eating, the pain caused by gene collapse was temporarily suppressed. I vaguely felt that my mental power was also repaired."

"But I can't do it yet. The fruits planted by the 7th-level plant therapist can repair mental power."

Jiang Si looked at his painful look and did not answer Lemon: "Senior, you said before, please help me sign up for a few attendees when the school starts, and the Department of Treatment will report to me."

Yan Qi's beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed with shimmering eyes. She thought she didn't want lemons, so she recycled her hands: "When the combat department, the command department wants to report it, it's fun to go and get the class if you have nothing to do."

Jiang Si picked up the lemon in his hand: "I don't have the mental power, can I go to the combat department and command department, and be a joke for people?"

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'll go back."

Yan Qi roared angrily: "Wait a minute, big baby."

Jiang Si jumped in fear: "What are you doing?"

Yan Qi shook the lemon tree in his arms: "You have picked all the red color of the Fifth Military Academy. Are you not filial to me if you pick a portion of lemon pickled pepper chicken feet?"

Ginger put the lemon into his pocket and spread his hands: "Sorry senior, I've given it to my husband all the lemon pickled pepper chicken feet."

Yan Qi was once again forced to give him a handful of dog food.

Every time I pick up the dog food.

Very angry.

Such a big baby is a pity to kill him, but he will be angry if he doesn't beat him.

He spat twice in his heart and spit out the dog food that was in his mouth: "The feces you just mentioned are not buried like this, how do you bury them?"

Jiang Si thought of going back quickly. She still had nearly 20 zombie crystal cores. This thing is a good thing, and Agareth should be able to use it.

Yan Qi asked, and she grinned her teeth: "Sorry, I forgot. I'm going back and have my husband's brains. Goodbye."
Chapter completed!