Chapter Seventy-Three: The Miracle Medicine Is Dead

It's a pity that Wang Lao didn't do that, if anyone is afraid or unwilling, it is equivalent to cutting off his own flesh with a knife and sending it to someone else's mouth, and asking if you eat happily, don't choke. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhu Ping is also a fortune teller, and he survived before Qi Wugut didn't make a move, and later Qi Wugut absorbed four-fifths of his soul power to let him survive, and it was a bumper harvest.

Now, it's time to start harvesting.

The power of the ownerless heavenly soul advocates the law of strength, so when it encounters the power of the heavenly soul of Qi Wudi, it will be honest and have no intention of resisting. Because the latter is more than one level higher than it, it is the existence of the place that it looks up to.

The next thing was much simpler, under Qi Wu's control, the power of the Heavenly Soul was released like a silk thread, and Zhu Ping's human soul was constantly refining. Half an hour later, the power of the Heavenly Soul released was already as thick as a toothpick, and another hour had passed, and the red humanoid Heavenly Soul had been completely refined.

Zhu Ping opened his eyes and couldn't help but be stunned.

How is it in a tent? Isn't this my military tent, when did it come in, and where is it? Shouldn't I be at the foot of Mt. Qingfeng...

A series of questions emerged, and Zhu Ping thought with a frown. But no matter how much he wanted to remember billions, he would only stay at the moment when Wang Laotian's soul entered his body, and the severe pain from his soul to his body.

"Coming" shook his head and simply didn't want to, since it was a military tent, there should be a sergeant. As soon as the words came out, I was startled, is this my voice? Hoarse and low, my throat was irritated and dry and sore all the way to my stomach...

Hungry, I'm so hungry! The stomach twitched, the hunger instantly swept through the body, and Zhu Ping felt that he could eat a pig now.

Tiredness ensued, frenzied through his nerves. After a trance, I finally couldn't help but fall down.

boom

Fortunately, there was a thick blanket on the ground, but Zhu Ping still fainted during the shock.

"Hou Ye has fallen..."

The movement inside finally alarmed the people waiting outside the tent, but it was not the sergeant who came in to check, but a beautiful and lovely little girl. Seeing Zhu Ping fainting and screaming in horror, she didn't see that Zhu Ping was awake before, and now there was an instrument in his voice.

Because the imperial capital once instructed that if Zhu Ping did not wake up, it would mean that he could not refine the power of Wang Lao's heavenly soul, and his body had been dissolved, and there was no possibility of survival.

After a while, a large number of guard doctors came, and Mrs. Hou Guo was a gorgeous woman in her thirties. At this time, her face was pale, and her plump breasts rose and fell slightly but rapidly under the suppression of hard work, which showed the torment in her heart. The young son is still young, if Zhu Ping has three longs and two shorts, she really doesn't dare to think about her future life, after all, the Huoyun Kingdom is too small and weak, and several surrounding big countries have long been eyeing her. Once the royal family is powerless, it will be another Spring and Autumn hegemony game, then the Huoyun Kingdom will have no Zhu Ping and can only be reduced to fish and meat...

For a while, the atmosphere in the tent was strangely calm, and it was audible.

Seven or eight doctors were surrounded by more than a dozen guards and stayed in the corner, and one of them stared at the old man in his seventies with an ugly face, for fear that he would suddenly say something "Madame's Day Mourning", if that was the case, I am afraid that my own family would also have to mourn.

The old man is known as the medicine Wusheng, who is known as a mere master, not only has excellent medical skills, but also is a master of the third stage of the guardian spirit, even in the Great Qin Empire, he is also a famous doctor in the ranks. He was obviously not as worried as the other doctors, and with his little friendship, Huoyun Houguo did not dare to touch him. This time he was also invited by the Second to come, and just from the words "invited by the Second Emperor" is enough to see the high status of his status.

Yao Wusheng closed his eyes and put one hand on Zhu Ping's left side. The expression on his face fluctuated, and finally froze on shock.

For a long time, he couldn't believe it, and switched to the right side again.

Everyone raised their hearts higher with his movements, but no one dared to ask. The famous doctor's irritability has been enough for them during this time.

"Huh..."

Yao Wusheng withdrew his hand, his eyes were still closed, as if he was thinking about some problem, the look on his face was sometimes surprised and sometimes regretful, and occasionally a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Mrs. Houguo's beautiful eyes stared at him without teleporting, wanting to see something from it. A few times I wanted to say something and forcibly held back, even if it was her, this famous doctor did not pretend at all.

For about a quarter of an hour, the crowd felt like a century was long. The doctors are sweating like rain, and the famous doctor is weird when he is in a coma, what does all this mean?

alas

Why did you want to study medicine in the first place, this time I really died too unjustly. When we came, we were already like this, what did we do wrong? But Madame had already said that if the waiting master died, all the doctors would be buried!

Yao Wusheng's eyes finally opened, and his ordinary old face suddenly became different. The divine light emitted in his eyes made the eyes of the others pause. The lady who was staring at him snorted even more, and took a small half step back. I was secretly surprised in my heart, this is not like the cultivation of the third stage of the guardian spirit, at least to the fifth stage. You must know that she is also a master of the eighth stage of the protector god, and she can make the other party inadvertently shake the corner of his eye, which shows that Yao Wusheng's strength is far above the rumors.

But she didn't bother with that at this point.

"What are you doing here, you don't need such a person to keep the spirits" Yao Wusheng seemed to have just discovered that the tent was full of people, and exclaimed.

He didn't stop talking, and several doctors suddenly softened. Two of them had a thick smell rising from their bodies, and they were scared to pee.

Mrs. Hou Guo's eyes were dark and crumbling, and the maids around her hurriedly supported her, feeling the master's body trembling violently.

"What does it smell like?" Yao Wusheng frowned, glanced at the doctor with malicious intentions, and said, "It's so ugly, it's just insulting to the doctor's name." Have a good fight! ”

"Hmph, I don't have back pain when I stand and talk." There was a bold cold voice.

"Huh?" Yao Wusheng's figure flashed and arrested the person who spoke, and the guards didn't see how he moved at all, and even if they saw it, they didn't dare to stop him. His eyes were like electricity, and he stared at the guy in his hand and said, "What did you say?" ”

The arrested man was only in his early twenties, his eyebrows were quite delicate, and he was also personable in a medical uniform. He looked at Yao Wusheng without showing weakness and said, "I said that you don't have a backache when you stand and talk." ”

"Oh?" Yao Wusheng saw that this creamy little guy was still calm in his hands, and with his soul power, this kid was only one or two stages of the protector. If you want to take his life, it is only a thought, but it is a little appreciative, of course he knows his identity, if he wants to kill such a kid, even if Zhu Ping wakes up, he will not say a word.

On the contrary, it made him a little interested, and let go of his hand and said, "Why?" ”

When the young man was caught by him, he only felt that he was oppressed by a powerful breath and wanted to kneel and beg for mercy, but his unruly personality made him unyielding. After Yao Wusheng let go, although he was a little embarrassed to fall to the ground, he was much more comfortable.

Standing firm, he said coldly, "I'm going to die soon, what's the big deal if someone is incontinent because of this!" ”

"Huh?" Yao Wusheng said, "You are going to die, and the old man doesn't see anything wrong with you?" ”

"Hmph" The young man only thought that he had a heart-to-heart to ridicule, sneered and did not answer.