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It's already the twelfth day, Nan Qingmo still hasn't woken up, and so far, Nan Qingmo's teeth have never been pried open, in order to maintain her vital signs, King Hei Yuan had to use the forbidden technique.

It's just that this is just enough to make Nan Qingmo's body linger, if you want to save her, you still have to crack the ghost poison of the Valley of the Dead, otherwise, it will be a matter of time before Nan Qingmo dies.

Su Hui stayed by Nan Qingmo's side sleeplessly, watching her lose weight day by day, however, he couldn't do anything by himself, somehow, for the first time in his history, he hated his powerlessness like this.

"Master Su, Master Lin is the wisest and most learned wise man in the world, I don't know, can you ask him to deduce, can Qingmo survive this difficulty?"

It was Nan Zhengjiang who spoke, that is, Nan Qingmo's father who had always been violent in his impression, but at this time, he was looking at Su Hui with an old face, staring at a messy gray hair, his eyes were red, but he asked Su Hui in a calm tone.

If Nan Qingmo saw his father like this, he would definitely be surprised, the leader of the dignified Baiqiang clan, at the age of forty, turned gray overnight.

"I don't know about this, I'll give you an answer after I tell the master."

Su Huo was stunned, and didn't know how to give Nan Zhengjiang a clear reply.

However, arbitrary deduction will only reveal the heavenly secrets, which may lead to something deviating from the original track, and even worse, unnecessary deaths and injuries.

Therefore, a sentence that diviners often hang on their lips must not be revealed.

"Okay, okay, okay."

It's just that Nan Zhengjiang, who is now anxious to the verge of madness, didn't think deeply about whether Su Huo was just perfunctory to him, and now, for him, what he needs most is a reason to support him not to fall.

"How, or failed?"

As soon as Nan Zhengjiang's words fell, Nan Hangyuan came in from outside, holding a few grasses and flowers of different colors in his hands, and saw Nan Zhengjiang's eyes full of red bloodshots, and his heart couldn't help sinking.

"Alas......"

Nan Zhengjiang sighed, shook his head helplessly, sad like a helpless child, he was the most brilliant leader of the Bai Qiang clan's Gu arts, but he had no power to rescue his unconscious daughter.

"Excuse me, what's so special about this Valley of the Dead?"

Su Huo was a little puzzled, although he was told not to approach the Valley of the Dead, but he had also quietly gone to the valley to see, inside was an endless valley of flowers, and the appearance of flowers was even more beautiful than outside the valley.

But why is it so frightening?

"Su Gongzi doesn't know, a lot of things, the more beautiful they are, the more dangerous they are, there are flowers everywhere in the Valley of the Dead, although many of them are treasures that can save people, but every step is a killing machine, and even, at the root of every flower, there will be scorpions or poisonous snakes lurking, the one on Momo's body as a natal Gu was still on her eighth birthday, and his father went in and caught her not far from the valley mouth."

Nan Hangyuan's words were enough for Su Hui to clarify his doubts.

First, there are dangers in the Valley of the Dead, and one will lose his life if he is not careful, and second, even Nan Zhengjiang, who is the leader of the Baiqiang tribe, only dares to operate near the valley mouth, which is enough to show that the depths of the Valley of the Dead are terrible.

But what is in the depths?

Could it really be their legendary undead at work?

"...... in the depths"

"I know, you're trying to ask about the undead."

Seeing that Su Huo still wanted to ask again, Nan Hangyuan waved his hand, handed the herbs in his hand to his entourage, and sat down on the side.

"We also heard from our ancestors that the Valley of the Dead was a medicine valley of a predecessor a long time ago, and he once developed a medicine that can make people immortal, so many people came here to ask for prescriptions."

"I heard that the introduction in this prescription is extremely harmful, and the senior destroyed the prescription and slept in the medicine valley after committing suicide, but there are still too many people who are happy to come here, wanting to find some clues in order to live forever, for this reason, someone has come here to dig the grave of the senior."

"So ......"

Hearing Nan Hangyuan say this, Su Hui seemed to think of something, and then his eyes lit up.

"Yes, all the people who came to the Medicine Valley to look for them died, and it seems that the predecessors did it on purpose, slowly, all the herbs in the Medicine Valley withered, and what grew up again was a poisonous weed, and there were still not a few people who went in to die."

Knowing that Su Huo must have been connected to something, Nan Hangyuan nodded, and praised in his heart, he is worthy of being the chief disciple of Tianji Gate, this kind of understanding and understanding are not something that ordinary people can have.

"Later, more and more people died in it, but the people who finally came out were either crazy and stupid, or fell asleep, and people said that the person who went to destroy was punished by the soul of the senior, so he guarded the grave of the senior, so the name of the Valley of the Dead also spread."

"Probably, the juniors of this generation rarely know that the Valley of the Dead was the Valley of Medicine in the past."

"I see."

Su Huo sighed silently, people's greed is really terrible to death, how many people have lost their lives because of uncontrollable greed.

But, Nan Qingmo, you're not greedy, so you'll definitely get better, won't you?

"Brother, let's go and continue to test the medicine, maybe it will be successful."

Seeing that Su Huo was silent all of a sudden, just quietly looking at the unconscious Nan Qingmo, Nan Hang patted Nan Zhengjiang on the side and motioned him to go out with him.

"Let's go, let's go."

Nan Zhengjiang, who had been distracted and stunned on the side, was slapped by Nan Hangyuan, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and raised his head suddenly, and then, he grabbed the herbs in his entourage and walked out quickly, like a gust of wind that didn't have time to feel the speed.

And they couldn't see it, Nan Zhengjiang, who had already walked out of the door with his back to everyone, instantly slipped big tears on his old face, he must be fast, how can he stop at this time, he must hurry up and find a way to save him, his daughter is still waiting for him to save her life.

"Please, take care of her."

Nan Hangyuan glanced at Nan Qingmo deeply, and finally, after sighing deeply, he also chased Nan Zhengjiang's figure and left, the current time cannot be delayed, and we must find a way as soon as possible.

After all, she is the king of their next generation.

"Don't worry, I'll try to find a way."

Looking at Nan Qingmo's little face, which was no longer moist, Su Huo silently made up his mind, if he couldn't save Nan Qingmo, he would pay for his crime with death.

It's just that he didn't know that Nan Qingmo at this time was immersed in his own world and experienced a nightmare-like torment. (To be continued.) )