"Soon, just ahead. ”

After a short time, the group entered the inner door, looking at the gray mist-shrouded courtyard in the distance, Long Buru's fists clenched tightly.

"There, where you were imprisoned?"

Seeing this, a touch of coldness also appeared in Fan Qiyue's eyes, "It seems that the other party should not have left yet." ”

"Yes. ”

The dragon bowed his head slightly, and was about to step forward.

Gray Cloak Sect, alchemy room.

"Poison Lao, what happened to my son?"

The sect master of the gray-clothed sect looked at the young man lying on the jade bed with a sad face, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"There's nothing I can do about it. ”

Looking at the sect master in front of him, he withdrew his hand to take the pulse of the young man, and the white-haired old man said with a cold face.

"Poison Lao, I beg you to think of a way again!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately knelt in front of the old man and begged, "I can give you whatever you want, as long as you can save my son, I only have such a son, and I can't be left behind!"

When he fought with people in the past, he was injured in that place, and although it did not affect his use, he was already infertile.

This son is his only hope.

That's why he hopes to save his son's life.

After all, the son's fertility is fine, as long as he can live, even if he is a waste, he can still inherit the family lineage.

"Hmph, I told you a thousand times, you must treat that Ding furnace well, but your good son was good, he almost beat people to death, and lost them!"

Hearing this, the poisonous old man who originally had a cold face also showed anger on his face, "He is killing himself, he is destined to die, I can't save him!"

"No, the poisonous old man, he is just young and ignorant, and he is about to return to normal, so he will forget for a while. ”

A hint of resentment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but there was still a pleading on his face, "You can save his life for more than ten years, can you really not do it anymore..."

"As I said at the beginning, in order for him to be the best vessel to accept blood, the most extreme method was used. ”

The poisonous old man was unmoved, and said coldly, "From that day on, the limit of his lifespan is twelve years, I have always asked you to treat the Ding Furnace well, there must not be a trace of mistakes, now, unless the Ding Furnace is recovered, there is no solution!"

"Ding Furnace... Ding Furnace..."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man finally sat down on the ground in despair, "That Ding Furnace has been looking for almost a year, and there is still no news, this empire is so big, where to find it?"

"Bang bang bang..."

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door of the alchemy room, and a disciple's panicked voice came in, "Sect Master, it's not good, it's not good..."

"You're looking for death!"

The Sect Master had already informed that no one was allowed to approach the alchemy room, let alone disturb it.

Originally, he was in a bad mood, but now the behavior of these disciples directly angered him, and with a wave of his hand, he swept people out directly.

"Poof..."

After that disciple hit the ground heavily, he vomited blood directly, and his eyes were dizzy.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

However, now that the situation was urgent, the disciple didn't dare to faint at all, so he endured the pain and got up and said, intermittently, "Stupid... Idiot... Beat... Got in..."

"What idiot got in?"

Hearing this, the sect master was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly rushed to the disciple, tugging on his collar excitedly and said, "Is that Ding furnace found?!"