She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 635: Praying Magic

Gracie, propping her chin up with one hand, fell into deep thought. She had initially believed that Iker had only lost his legs in the car accident, but she hadn't expected him to be cast on by this magic.

However, without the organization's consent, they couldn't do it. Who exactly had cast such a dangerous magic on Iker?

Adrian naturally knew who did it, but the doer had been dead; bringing it up now would make no difference, so he remained silent.

By a twist of fate, the poison from Lucien randomly activated Iker's Serpent Magic within him. Coincidentally, Cheyenne had just recently achieved a breakthrough in the Thirteen Needles, gaining new insights. Using silver needles to stimulate specific acupuncture points and leveraging the poison, the effects of Serpent Magic and Praying Magic offset.

She artfully and skillfully drew out the worms from Master Iker's body.

"Poof..."

Iker's body suddenly trembled, and he fiercely vomited up a mouthful of black blood. The black blood splattered onto the cement floor, creating one black bubble after another.

Then, his body went limp and he slowly collapsed. Fortunately, Cheyenne quickly reached out and supported his shoulder while a needle pierced his philtrum.

Iker's consciousness slowly awakened. He felt significantly lighter than before, even though his face remained pale. However, both his body and soul felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

Weakly, he raised his head and glanced at Cheyenne, his smile frail and heart-wrenching. "Miss Lawrence, thank you."

Cheyenne's eyes reddened slightly, glistening with a hint of tears. Her voice choked as she replied, "I should thank you instead, Master Iker. If it weren't for you, it would be me who was currently being consumed by this poison."

If she had truly ingested this poison earlier, even if she managed to save the child in her belly, there would have been lasting repercussions due to the instability caused by the toxin.

Doctors could heal others, yet they couldn't save themselves.

She could treat Master Iker with acupuncture, but what about herself?

Who could heal her?

So, Cheyenne sincerely expressed her gratitude to Iker.

Iker weakly smiled and, with Cheyenne's help, managed to stand unsteadily. His clear and sharp gaze swept across the audience and he declared, "I feel much better now, and my legs have never felt this strong."

After speaking, he turned and looked earnestly at Abel.

straight, at ease, and then at attention, he saluted like a

President, I request to return to the military and serve my

return to the military in this lifetime, even though he had

loudly, "Very well, I allow you to rejoin the East Wind forces. However, you must first fully recover. With your current weakened state, your subordinates

and had Cheyenne help him back to his

His entire meridians were powerless, and his muscles couldn't even move.

what did you do to

the pain so

at him and kicked his hand away, her eyebrows forming

already been cured during this match. Mr.

he actively asked her to treat him, it would mean admitting

he looked at Sophie amidst the

Sophie nodded in response.

the two was fleeting, and no one expected Sophie to have a relationship

nodded and roared, "I was wrong, Miss Lawrence, please help me relieve

immediately help

to him, crouched down, and looked down at

reached out with her delicate and fair hand, pinching his chin and

heard

His neck was dislocated.

caused him to look at Sophie with his head tilted, while using the corner of his eye to look at Cheyenne in front of him. There was an inexplicable sense of

and charming voice of this

seconds, her laughter stopped, and the light in her eyes shone brightly, forcing Lucien not to look

poison you administered just now is not simple. Tell

felt extremely nervous. He did not expect Cheyenne to have

successfully angered Cheyenne, and she once again held a silver needle, ready

cold and full of threat, "If you don't answer, the silver needle in my hand will pierce

what death is like? When my silver

was not fast, her voice was clear, and every word reached Lucien and the

quietly as the petite figure

didn't know if Cheyenne's words were true or false,

sharp silver needle between her fingertips, aiming it at Lucien's

needle