My Archangel

In other words, the total trading chip is 90,000. So far, most of Qiaowen's trading chips have been used up.

However, the situation has not improved much.

After the vitality was replenished, Erisa hadn't even improved her morbidly pale face.

The wound was too tenacious, as if there was no possibility of healing.

'How do I feel more and more suspended, I don't know if she can hold it.'

Dragging his soft body, Qiao Wen leaned against the wall next to the closet and said nothing, observing Elyssa's situation.

By now, even a layman like him can see that the pale archangel with his lips pressed tightly in front of him is trying to fight the pain.

Elisa's success directly affects her future situation, Qiao Wen is very concerned about it.

Therefore, even though you can see that Lord Angel doesn't have any good feelings for him now, and he gave himself a fierce look when he was approaching, he still cheered up.

Eighty-one thousand years.

Eighty-three thousand years.

Eighty-five...

The number on the system panel keeps decreasing with the passage of time.

The situation finally turned around when Qiao Wen had only five thousand years left in the transaction.

The wound that hadn't been moving before, suddenly showed signs of healing.

Although it is only a tiny bit, but...the situation has indeed changed.

'Hey, this is really fascinating--'

Upon seeing this, Qiao Wen, who had been paying attention to the wound on the archangel's waist, opened his eyes slightly and his face was happy.

Obviously, the vitality previously consumed has not been wasted, and the accumulation of quantity has ushered in a qualitative change.

After swallowing, Qiao Wen suppressed his voice, and said to the archangel in front of him: "Master Elisa, what you need now is a sigh of relief."

Elisa: "..."

Although Qiaowen didn't know whether Elisa could understand her own words, he noticed that what the lord angel did seemed to be the same as he thought.

The eyelashes on the closed eyes trembled slightly, the pale hands with the fingertips clenched unconsciously, and the body half leaning against the corner of the cabinet was unconsciously tight.

this moment.The feeling that Elisa brought to Qiaowen was not so much a superlative god, but more like a suffering mortal.

Eighty-seven thousand years.

Eighty-eight thousand years.

Eighty-nine...

The remaining chips are getting less and less, but after the wound has started to heal, the results achieved in the last five thousand years are far more significant than the previous tens of thousands of years.

Until it ran out, the hideous wound on Erisa's waist had healed a little.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen raised his eyebrows and directly called the system panel in the next second.

Glancing at his remaining ten thousand lifespan on the panel, he began to operate.

[The host is trying to modify the terms of exchange with Elisa.

[New exchange terms will be added on the original basis]

[Immediately send vitality from the host to Elisa, and it will last for only a hundred years, sure?

determine.

[Modification of the exchange conditions requires the agreement of the other party, please wait.

"Great Lord Elisa, sincerely hope you can heal this injury in one breath."

After doing all this, Qiao Wen looked back at Elisa with some expectation.

The injury has shown obvious signs of improvement, as long as the dose is increased...At this moment, he seems to have seen the way home.

"..."

However, for some reason, the archangel did not accept this amount of 10,000 years worth of charity.

Slightly curly long blond hair fell from her shoulders, she opened her eyes and looked at Qiao Wen with some doubts.

Then she seemed to have realized something, and suddenly snorted coldly, her white slender neck raised her head without a word, and she didn't even look at Qiao Wen.

The pride and lofty spirit of the gods are undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Seeing that, she seemed to want to show that she would rather recover slowly than take other things from the pesky Qiao Wen.

However, although the refusal was very decisive, the three pairs of almost transparent and dim light wings behind a certain spirit were inexplicably fanning.

It's just like the textbook's oral and physical integrity.

"Sorry, the two falls in the corridor just now were really force majeure, I...I have been confessing..."

Noting this, Qiao Wen looked embarrassed: "Well, can you... please, the great and generous Elisa, forgive me this time?"

With a regretful look on his face, he slowed down his tone of speech, creating a step for the lord god.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Qiao Wen himself hopes that she can recover as soon as possible.

The faster the archangel recovers, the less likely it is that Vina will be aware of something unusual, and then he will have greater hope of leaving here and even going home.

Because of this, Qiaowen didn't have any intention of arguing with Elisa.

Of course, there is one thing to say, Qiao Wen must be reluctant to say that his lifespan may change back to 100 years old.

Super reluctant.

If it were not for going home to reunite with his family, he felt that he would regret it at any time.

Qiao Wen has been in this world for fifteen years. In other words, he has been delayed for fifteen years now.

He didn't want to stay here for a long time, waiting for the family members to lose their teeth when he really returned.

"..."

On the other side, it seemed that he was aware of Qiaowen's thoughts, and Erisa raised her eyes to look at him again.