"Who was that teenager just now?!" Old Song asked puzzled.

"He is my disciple, the young master of the Bei family, Beichen." Mr. Xue said.

Old Song Tou left his words, and a look of sigh appeared on his face, "These two disciples of yours are not ordinary people!" ”

"It's impossible for ordinary people to be my disciples." Mr. Xue turned his face in the direction of the purple pupils on the upper pillow, "You two, are you sure?" ”

The two old men looked at each other and grimaced at the same time.

"Nope!"

Soul Returning Pill, what is that?!

It was the best elixir in the Holy Order, and as long as there was a trace of blood, it was enough to bring a person back to life.

The success rate of such an elixir is naturally extremely low, and because there are not enough raw materials, although Lao Song Tou and Mr. Baicao know the recipe, they have never really refined it.

Who can guarantee that they will succeed?!

No one!

Moreover, they also can't guarantee whether the elixir is effective for the purple pupil.

Mr. Snow took two steps back and bowed deeply to the two.

"No matter what, you must keep her alive!"

Mr. Baicao stepped forward and helped him up, "You don't need to say more, we already know about the purple pupil, and we two old guys will do our best!" ”

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North House.

In the back house, in a very quiet and remote small courtyard, Mrs. Qingyou is wiping a guqin on her lap with a silk handkerchief.

Since giving birth to Beichen, she has never played this piano, not because she has no time, but because she is not in the mood.

Before giving birth to Beichen, Mrs. Qingyou and her husband Bei Shuihan had actually been in a good relationship, and she often stroked the piano for him.

Until now, Mrs. Qingyou has moved out of the main house, and she has never seen Beishui Han for a year.

This time, if it weren't for Beichen's marriage, Mrs. Qingyou would just be afraid that she wouldn't see him yet.

But this sight inevitably evokes a little lovesickness.

The reason why she stayed in the North family was because of Beichen, and because of the cold water in Bei.

Although he hated what he knew at the beginning, in the deepest part of his heart, that feeling disappeared without really speaking.

Love is deep, hate is cut.

If she didn't still care, how could she continue to stay in the North Family?!

In mid-air, clothes fluttered.

Mrs. Qingyou raised in confusion, only to see that Beichen had fallen in front of her.

"Chen'er?!"

"Mother, please, help me!"

Beichen picked up his robe and knelt in front of Mrs. Qingyou.

"Chen'er, what are you doing here?!" Mrs. Qingyou was shocked, and hurriedly rushed forward to hold Beichen's arm and help him up from the ground, "Hurry up, your father has solved the matter of Yan Hui, you don't have to worry about this matter anymore." ”

"That's not what I'm talking about." Beichen raised his face, "Mother, I want the key, I want the key to the Beijia Treasury, I want it now!" ”

Beichen knew very well that at this time, it was impossible for him to get back the key from Bei Shuihan, and in order to save Zitong, he had to come to his mother for help, Mrs. Qingyou.

Mrs. Qingyou also saw that his expression was wrong, and asked in a deep voice, "What happened?" ”

"Purple Pupil is dying, I want to save her!" Beichen grabbed her arm and handed her the medicine slip that had been clasped in his hand all along, "I must enter the Beijia Treasure House to get the medicinal materials I need!" ”