The priest smiled coldly: "These things are not up to you. All you need to do now is bring this man back to life, and I'm sure you'll be happy to do it!"

The smile of the priest made Mu Xueyi shudder.

This person is smiling and smiling, giving people a very high and strange feeling, and it is also very insidious.

Just now, Gu Heng called this person "master". Who else could Gu Heng's master be?

There is no need to think about it at all, Mu Xueyi is sure that the person who tortured Yunhe into such a person is a Brahma priest!

However, since Emperor Lie wanted to kill Yunhe from beginning to end, why did he order the priests to torture Yunhe to the point of dying, and let himself save him?

Could it be that Emperor Lie and the priests wanted to get more fox blood? Or did they want to know Yunhe's secret? Yunhe must have preferred to die, so they continued to use all kinds of torture, and as a result, Yunhe was tortured and his life was in danger?

Thinking of this, Mu Xueyi was even more sad!

He glared at the priest with grief, if his eyes could turn into a sharp blade, the priest would have died long ago.

Even when he stared at the priest, his hand was still firmly holding Yunhe's hand, and he didn't want to let go for a moment.

"You have time to stare at me, you might as well find a way to save him. I'm afraid he won't be able to wait even a moment, right?" said the priest indifferently.

"You will have retribution!" Mu Xueyi scolded again.

"Hehe, retribution? But I found that all of you are talking about nothing! In a world where power is the most important, retribution is just the words of the loser to comfort himself. The priest scoffed.

The priests laughed at Yunhe's so-called loyal servants, like Zhao Yingyan, Yan Shaoqin, Yi Wu, and now Mu Xueyi, who said the same ignorance.

"Although this courtyard is a little dilapidated, after all, it is the former residence of His Royal Highness King Ye, and there are all kinds of medical equipment and various elixirs, so you can make good use of it! I believe you will not let me down." The priest said.

Mu Xueyi glared at the priest angrily, then pointed to the silver collar buckled around Yunhe's neck and said, "Didn't you ask me to save him? Take this thing off!"

It's a lock demon collar. Once the demon clan and the demon beast are locked by the lock demon collar, they will lose all their demon power and show their original form. At the same time, the more you struggle, the more deterrent the lock demon collar will emit, and even spikes will grow into your neck.

The priest hesitated.

He knew that Yun He seemed to be very weak, but he had a lot of secrets on his body, and he also had a lot of incredible secret techniques. Once he takes off the lock demon collar, maybe he will suddenly wake up and even escape, then his whole plan will be frustrated.

Therefore, after this period of time, no matter how many punishments Yunhe suffered and how many injuries he suffered, the priest never dared to take down this collar. The priest felt that the lock demon collar should be buckled around Yunhe's neck all the time to have an extra layer of protection, absolute safety.

"I'll say it again, if this thing is not taken off again, he won't be able to live immediately! Do you want me to save him or do you want him to die now?" Mu Xueyi urged angrily.

The priest was thinking again, the entire palace was covered by the enchantment he had arranged, and Yunhe was not only seriously injured, but also hit the Zhenhu Pill and the Soul Devouring Gu.

The Zhenhu Pill alone could make Yunhe lose all his demonic power, and the Soul Devouring Gu could make him unconscious at any time. Even if the Soul Devouring Gu couldn't refine his soul for the time being, under the heavy effects of the Enchantment, the Fox Suppression Pill, and the Soul Devouring Gu, it would be impossible for Yunhe to escape from the palm of his hand.

I was worried that Yunhe would escape without a lock demon collar to restrain him, and it should just be a psychological effect. It's because he is suspicious and suspicious, and he sees Yunhe as too terrible. If he had the ability, he would have escaped a long time ago, and he would not have fallen to the point where he is now.

Thinking of this, the priest felt that the role of the lock demon collar was a bit redundant, at most it was just to make him look miserable! If it was convenient for Mu Xueyi to treat, it would be okay to take it away!

When Yunhe's condition improves, it's not too late to put it back on.

So, the priest replied with a smile: "Okay, Doctor Mu, I listen to you." Don't be angry!"

Then, the priest walked up to Yunhe, recited a mantra, stretched out his hand to probe through the air, and with a "whoosh", the collar turned into a silver light and disappeared in the sleeve of the priest.

After the lock demon collar was taken away, Yunhe's neck was left with a jagged wound. The wound turned out hideously and palely, and even the blood vessels and tendons were seen, which was shocking to look at.

Mu Xueyi's tears were even more turbulent, he was heartbroken! How he wished that it was himself who was hurt, not Yunhe! If only he could bear these pains instead of Yunhe......

Heaven is so unfair, why let the bad guys be punished everywhere, but let such a kind and benevolent person suffer so much?

His hand holding Yunhe couldn't help but pull tighter!

If you take off the lock demon collar, it won't affect the healing.

"By the way, I forgot your seal. The priest hit Mu Xueyi with a palm in the air, and Mu Xueyi's seal was instantly lifted.

To cure diseases and save people, you can't do it without a body of aura!

As for Mu Xueyi's cultivation, the priest didn't pay attention to it at all. With a level of combat power like Mu Xueyi, Gu Heng could capture it in the blink of an eye.

"You all get out of here!" Mu Xueyi roared hysterically.

"Doctor Mu, then I'll leave it to you here. I'll keep Yiwen outside. If you still need something, tell Yi Wen and he will send it to you. The priest smiled and said in a mocking tone:

"I believe that His Royal Highness King Ye is happy to stay with Yi Wen. Because Yi Wen used to be his most beloved Taifu! For Yi Wen's Taifu, His Royal Highness King Ye can be said to not even want his life! This kind of teacher-student relationship is really touching, hehehe......"

Mrs. Yiwen?

What does he have to do with Yi Wu?

As soon as the priest reminded him of this, Mu Xueyi realized that Yi Wen and Yi Wu looked very similar, like a pair of brothers.

I once heard that Yi Wu has a lost eldest brother, is it Yi Wen?

But since Yi Wen is Yunhe's Taifu, why did Yi Wen betray Yunhe and join the priests?

At this time, Mu Xueyi still didn't know that Yi Wen was refined into a soul puppet by the priest after his death.

He just felt that Yi Wen was the same as that Gu Heng, and he looked like something was wrong.

There was a heartbeat, but the pupils were like dead people, hollow and dark, without the slightest vitality.

Could it be that these people were all controlled by the priests of the Brahman with secret arts, so they were allowed to be driven by the priests?

Mu Xueyi didn't have time to think about it, and his attention quickly returned to Yunhe's side.

The priest turned around with a smile and left, leaving the Shinonome Institute directly.

He is very confident in Mu Xueyi's medical skills.

If there is a medical skill in the mortal world that brings people back to life and dead wood in spring, then there is only Mu Xueyi alone.

Yi Wen stood guard outside the wing.

One is to monitor the progress of treatment, and the other is to assist Mu Xueyi at any time.

Now, only Yunhe and Mu Xueyi are left in the wing.

Mu Xueyi glanced around.

Although the Shinonome Institute is a little dilapidated, the facilities in this wing room are as the priest said, everything is available. Before he came in, he noticed a well in the courtyard.

Mu Xueyi immediately helped Yunhe check his injuries. The hand gently ripped his clothes apart......

The pale and thin body crawled all over the place, large and small, some of which were whiplashes, some of which were stabbing, and some of which were stab wounds. There was a sharp wound on the left shoulder, deep into the bone, and the flesh around the wound had begun to fester, which was simply miserable.

However, before this, Yi Wen had already cleaned and treated Yunhe, and the wounds were covered with the best trauma medicine. Mu Xueyi can distinguish the types of medicinal purees by their color and smell. He could see that the first aid steps were correct and the medicine was used correctly.

If it weren't for the use of the best medicine, Yunhe still didn't get any better, and his condition was getting worse, and the priest wouldn't have looked for himself.

In terms of trauma, there is nothing that can be dealt with.

The biggest problem now is that Yunhe has lost his sense of survival, has no heartbeat, and his pulse is about to disappear.

Mu Xueyi was even more sad...... Even if he is the first divine doctor of the Chiyan Kingdom, he will not be able to save Yunhe, unless he returns to the Purple Smoke Lake of the Ninefold Divine Temple, and at the same time, he needs two ancient gods to take action.

It's not possible, though.

Mu Xueyi turned out a roll of gold needles and unfolded them on the side of the table, and then the needle was like a god, and quickly placed the needle in many important places all over Yunhe's body.

With every stitch, Mu Xueyi's heart is the pain of a knife.

He knew that Yunhe had always been willful like a child, and he didn't even want to drink bitter medicinal soup when he was sick, let alone get a needle. So every time, Mu Xueyi will boil the medicine into sweet sugar water, and if you can do without needles, you don't need needles.

There are so many needles like now, and there has not been a single one in these years.

However, this time Yunhe did not struggle, nor did he cry out in pain, nor did he coquettish him. He lay quietly the whole time, like an obedient and well-behaved child, patiently receiving the doctor's healing.

Mu Xueyi's tears are here again!

If it can't be cured, it won't help with needles, if you're lucky, you can only wake up Yunhe for a while and listen to him say a few last words.

Soon, under the effect of the golden needle, Yunhe's heart suddenly resumed its faint beat.

Seeing Yunhe's eyelids move slightly, Mu Xueyi knew that he was about to wake up, so he quickly wiped away his tears with his sleeve.

He didn't want Yunhe to wake up and see himself as a crying nose for the first time.

"Your Highness, wake up quickly......" Mu Xueyi called him in a gentle voice, as if it was not a sad parting of life and death, just like waking up a naughty child who was sleeping lazily.

Yunhe opened his eyes tiredly.

His eyes were hollow, and he had lost his clear, bright and innocent aura. The sloppy eyes couldn't even focus, staring in one direction stupidly, and Mu Xueyi's eyes didn't intersect.

He was so weak that his vision was blurry and distorted, and he couldn't see the face of the person sitting next to him.

But he recognized the man's voice.

He was visibly agitated, but he couldn't even make a panicked expression in his weakness, only a slight roll of his eyes.

"Yiyi, is that you?"

The heavenly voice was still so soft, but it was weak, hoarse, and even trembling with a hint of crying.