The probability that the descendants of monks have qualifications is often much higher than that of ordinary people, but it is not 100%. It will gradually become lower as the blood of monks is diluted, and eventually they will completely become mortals.

If Changchun Hall has a Gangqi in charge in the future, its power will probably become even greater.

Mei Changliu nodded and did not refuse.

But for her, she still has a way to solve it.

For the sake of their acquaintance, the worst thing is to give him a good burial afterwards.

Ahead, He Er seemed to recognize Chen An.

"good."

A woman is a monk herself, so she naturally knows some things.

This is the vitality accumulated by He Er from continuously swallowing pills and absorbing the miasma.

At this moment, the woman suddenly spoke.

Ahead, bursts of wailing sounds continued to be heard, resounding in all directions.

Everyone present just pretended to be watching his digestion, quietly admiring his struggle before death.

Compared with before, the only change in him now was that his face was still a little pale and his back was sweating a little.

However, both the woman and Mei Yue and others were chatting and laughing as usual and were not affected at all.

Just when the woman was about to speak, Chen An suddenly started to move.

"In my opinion, Brother An, you might as well give him a happy life and give him a proper burial afterwards."

In other words, Chen An is a descendant of a serious monk, so there is a similar inheritance in the family.

Nine out of ten of his ancestors were monks.

Mei Changliu suggested.

Mei Yue and others believed it immediately.

Chen An usually seldom asks for anything, and now it is rare for him to ask for mercy. It would be inappropriate if he refuses.

"It's a little late."

In just a short moment, the raging vitality in Chen An's body disappeared and was directly sucked away by the woman.

These vitality are extremely noisy and chaotic, and if they remain in the human body for a long time, they will cause great harm.

Waves of vague sounds came from the front.

The vitality is raging in the body, which seems easy to solve, but if you want to suck this vitality out as easily as Chen An just did, you must at least have practiced the corresponding techniques and know how to transport the vitality.

Mei Changliu said: "The medicine was already strong enough to his bones when he was brought here. Even if he is saved now, he will only have a few days to live at most."

"This time, you have found a treasure."

But since there is a potential stock in front of her, she doesn't mind selling her face.

"Tie Zhu, save me!"

And listening to what Mei Yue said in front of him, does the child in front of him have such potential?

The woman couldn't help but become interested.

But the sequelae was that the noisy vitality was rushing through his body, making his condition a little worse.

And when these vitality were sucked away, He Er's body naturally returned to its natural state.

But other than that, the rest is pretty good.

He immediately opened his eyes and looked forward.

Chen An's complexion quickly returned to normal and was no longer as ugly as before.

"An'er?"

But suddenly, at a certain moment, Chen An heard a familiar voice.

On the other hand, the facts are there.

Except for the inability to judge his life experience, Chen An's behavior, every move, and his temperament are obviously not something that ordinary people can have.

Most of them come from aristocratic families.

If they were descendants of monks, then everything would make sense.
Chapter completed!