Ghost King’s Medical Consort

Mu Qianyue walked into the compound, her eyes slowly sinking on her beautiful face.

"Ah! The master is back!"

"It's the sect master who is back!"

"Great! Great! The master has finally returned!"

When everyone saw Mu Qianyue, they couldn't help shouting, but there was no smile on everyone's face, only heavy.

Mu Qianyue nodded at the crowd, walked forward, looked at Pan San who was walking forward and asked, "Uncle Pan, what happened?"

Uncle Pan’s face was a little pale, he walked forward to Mu Qianyue, and said hesitantly, “Master, yesterday our Huangqimen was suddenly attacked by a martial artist. Huoxi wanted to protect us and the Huangqimen. ,He He……"

Mu Qianyue made a "chuckle" in her heart, resisting the tremor in her heart, and asked, "What happened to him?"

"He's dead!" Pan San said angrily, his eyes filled with tears.

he died?

Mu Qianyue's face turned pale when she was terrible, and her mind was even blank, as if all her thoughts had been emptied. At this moment, only one thought was echoing in her mind, Huo Xi is dead? No, it's impossible!

How could Huo Xi die?

How could that coquettish and evil man who always likes to wear a red coat die!

He is the heir of the Suzaku bloodline, he can't die!

She doesn't believe it!

He bit his lip, his voice trembled, and asked, "Where is the other person?"

Pan San replied, "In the house."

His voice hadn't completely fallen yet, Mu Qianyue had already rushed over with a gust of wind.

On the bed, Huo Xi lay quietly on the bed, his handsome and evil face was pale and scary, without a trace of blood, and the curled eyelashes were tightly closed, covering the fascinating and intoxicating peach blossoms of the past. eye.

The glazed-like sunlight came in through the window, gently sprinkled in the room, reflected on his face, and enveloped a layer of blurred dreamlike luster.

Mu Qianyue felt a pain in her heart, took a deep breath, walked forward and held his hand, only to find that his body was cold, and the pulse on his wrist had already stopped beating!

Huo Xi...

Such a proud and unyielding man is really dead, no breath...

Tears overflowed in Mu Qianyue’s cold beautiful eyes, and she looked at the face of the country and the city in front of her eyes blankly. The tears blurred her vision. She seemed to want to see him smiling at herself, as if she saw them together. In the scene of Wangchuan Huahai's experience, it seems that he has seen his determined and firm gaze when he jumps down the Abyss of Broken Soul and pounces on him...

"I'm sorry, Miss Mu, we...we couldn't protect him." The mini version of Wu Hai and Hei Yu got up, looking at Mu Qianyue with a hint of guilt in their eyes.

Only then did Mu Qianyue raise her head to look at the two of them, and found that the aura of the two beasts had become quite low, and they had fallen back to the realm of the peak of the profound beast.

"You two..."

"The strength of the martial artist is too strong. Wu Hai and Hei Yu can work together to protect Huo Xi's body, otherwise Huo Xi may not be able to keep the complete body." Pan San stood behind her, voice Said lowly.

"My apprentice, I blame the master for coming late. If he comes here a while for the teacher, maybe he won't die." Dongfang Ao said with a guilty expression on his face.

Only then did Mu Qianyue notice Dongfang Ao on the side, "Master, you are not to blame."

Huoxi has no vitality, and the Yin-Yang needle method is useless unless it reaches ninety-nine-eighty-one needles.

Yin and Yang needling method, ninety-nine eighty-one stitches, can bring back to life, regain the good fortune of heaven and earth, and change life against the sky, but with her current ability, sixty-three stitches are the limit!

"Mother, he is not dead, he still has a chance to live." Xiaoling who came from behind said.

Mu Qianyue's eyes lit up when she heard this, she turned her head to look at Xiao Ling, with a hint of hope on her face, "Xiao Ling, do you have a way to save him?"

Xiao Ling stepped forward, cut his index finger with one hand, and suddenly a strong fragrance spread in the air. He put his index finger into Huo Xi’s mouth, and saw Huo Xi’s pale face gradually turning red. Get up, life is slowly recovering.

But Xiao Ling's face slowly turned pale, and in the end Xiao Ling's body weakened and fell to the ground, his expression extremely weak and exhausted.

"Xiaoling!"

Mu Qianyue hugged him with a distressed look on her face, "Xiaoling, although I really want to save him, I don't want to use your life to replace his life."

"Xiao Ling is okay, mother, don't worry." Xiao Ling snuggled in Mu Qianyue's arms and said in a weak voice. He took a sigh of relief and continued, "Just now I found that his soul has not completely dissipated, so I He has temporarily saved his soul, as long as his mother finds the pill that can bring the dead back to life within seven days, he can wake up!"

Mu Qianyue was overjoyed when she said, "Xiaoling, thank you."

Is the pill to bring back the dead?

It seems that Zhanqing Palace has a life and death pill.

While in the ancient land, the elders of Zhan Qingdian got a life and death pill, hope this life and death pill is still there!

Dongfang Ao, Pan San and the others looked at Xiao Ling with confusion and shock. Where did this child come from? It seems that I haven't reached a year! But the momentum of the whole body is terribly strong!

Is he the spirit of heaven and earth?

Dongfang proudly glanced, remembering the recent news from Yunzong, a spirit of heaven and earth appeared.

Unexpectedly, Yue'er could conquer even the spirit of heaven and earth.

"Master, I decided to go to Purple Light City and destroy the Purple Soul Palace. I have to trouble you to take care of me for a few days." Mu Qianyue raised her head and said to Dongfang Ao.

Purple Soul Palace, she will never let them live again!

"I just returned from Monan City. Your eldest brother and the others were also attacked. The visitors were also a sect warrior and a Tier 9 imperial warrior. One of the two seemed to be the ancestor of the Purple Soul Palace. As for the other, Although he is not a member of the Purple Soul Palace, his relationship with the Purple Soul Palace is not shallow." Dongfang Ao lightly coughed a few times, his face turned pale, and said slowly.

Mu Qianyue's face changed when she heard the words, her fists under her sleeves couldn't help clenching tightly, "How are they, my elder brother?"

"They are okay, but I didn't kill those two people. I guessed that Huangqimen might also be attacked by them, so I rushed over quickly, but I didn't expect it to be a step too late." Dongfang Ao's eyes flashed. The color of helplessness.

Fortunately, he has a mid-level martial skill in his hand, and with the power of that blow, the two will be forced back, otherwise, even he may fall there.

After speaking, Dongfang Ao had another violent cough.

"Master, you are hurt!" Mu Qianyue's brows narrowed lightly.

Unexpectedly, the people in the Purple Soul Palace were so despicable. Even if she was not there, they sent a martial artist to deal with the eldest brother.

"It's okay, I have already taken the healing pill, but I have to rest for a while to recover." Dongfang Ao waved his hand.