Luo Qianxiao further explained: "In other words, thirty-five years old is not a very clear dividing line, it is just an approximate time point. So what will happen before you reach thirty-five years old? Of course... I don't know this Izumo plan, I'm just assuming."

Murong Yanxing said that he understood, nodded, and signaled Luo Qianxiao to continue.

"Will your body become very painful before the age of 35?" Luo Qianxiao said, sighing, putting his hands in his pocket, and his Adam's apple gently slid, "For example, will your body begin to be overdrawn from the age of 30? When you are thirty-three, you will be lying in bed, unable to move at all, or tortured by various terrible diseases. These are unknown. But undoubtedly... it will be a very painful thing for you."

Murong Yanxing listened to Luo Qianxiao's statement without expression: "In other words... what you mean is that the time you give me may not be as long as I thought before."

Luo Qianxiao nodded: "For example, if you really develop to that level, even if we have found a way to resist this side effect... you may not be able to return to your true thirty-five years old. What should you do then...what?"

Death is terrible...

What is even more terrifying is the process of your death step by step. What you have to bear is not only physical torture, but more spiritual.

"I understand." Murong Yanxing dared not say that there was no emotional turmoil in his heart.

After all, he is an emotional person. He knows that he is going to die and will not be indifferent.

But at least...

He can also be indifferent on the surface.

Luo Qianxiao was even more confused at this time and didn't know what to say.

After Murong Yanxing just told him about this, he suddenly felt like he was almost crushed by a mountain.

It seemed that there was a lot of things on his back, suppressing his body, which was too heavy... He didn't know if he could stand it.

"Wouldn't you draw some blood for me first and do a test?" Murong Yanxing stretched out his hand to Luo Qianxiao and said to him.

Luo Qianxiao turned around and went to get the blood-drawing syringe, washed his hands, and came to Murong Yanxing and sat beside him.

Murong Yanxing had already taken off his coat, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and exposed his arms.

Luo Qianxiao used a syringe to draw blood from Murong Yanxing's arm...

"Why did you look like this?" Murong Yanxing suddenly chuckled, "Don't be too stressed. Even if you accidentally didn't find a way to help me, it's not your fault."

"No..." Luo Qianxiao pursed her lips.

"I will tell you this, I trust you, Xiao Luo." Murong Yanxing didn't say anything more. This matter... can also be regarded as a test for Luo Qianxiao.

Always being so inappropriate, you can change it.

"By the way...this matter." Luo Qianxiao put away his things, looked up at Murong Yanxing, "Do Yu Tian know about this matter?"

He was a little unimaginable, what would happen if Mu Yutian knew...

Murong Yanxing shook his head: "Don't tell her for now, remember, don't let it go."
Chapter completed!