"The outside world is rumoring that you are dead, Bai Xi's girl is still sad and sad for a while when she knows about it!

"Old fellow, listening to your tone, why do you wish I was dead! By the way, what about Sister Bai Xi?"

"Miss Bai Xi is in the medicine refining pharmacy! I don't have time to see you!" said the Medicine King angrily.

In the courtyard, Yi Feng and the Medicine King were talking again, and the others listened quietly.

The old man looked at his grandson, who was being carried by the boatman, and wanted to ask for the medicine king, but he couldn't interject.

The old man's anxious expression, Yi Feng naturally noticed it, and he said, "Old man of the Medicine King, there is someone here who needs your treatment, you can take a look!"

The Medicine King just glanced at it, shook his head and said, "This person can't be cured if he goes." ”

"You old man, you haven't seen it and said you can't be cured?"

It was only when Soul Xuan spoke that the Medicine King noticed, and he looked at Xiao Xuanzi with some surprise.

"Please, Lord Medicine King, save my grandson!" the old man directly stepped forward to administer the medicine king, and knelt down.

"Old man, if you can't save people, it will damage your prestige. Yi Feng said.

"It's not that I don't want to save it, it's that I really can't save it! Looking at his appearance, I know that he was destroyed by a powerful force that destroyed the vitality in my body! Even if I have the ability, I can't do anything!"

The Medicine King suddenly stared at Yi Feng and said, "Unless you have the ancestral wood inscription, but rebuild his vitality!"

"Old man, aren't you talking nonsense? If I had the ancestral wood inscription, I would still use you?"

Suddenly, Yi Feng's eyes lit up, and he looked at the Medicine King with a wicked smile.

"Old man, don't you have the spiritual liquid of the ancestral wood inscription, you can save him!"

"No, it's long gone!

Looking at the dispute between Yi Feng and the Medicine King, the old man stood up in some despair.

"Little brother, thank you so much, I won't trouble you anymore!" the old man motioned for the boatman to carry the little boy back to the ship.

"Wait, old man!"

Yi Feng grabbed the old man, he looked at the Medicine King, and said with a solemn face: "Old man, I borrowed the spiritual liquid of the ancestral wood inscription, and I will return it to you ten times, how about it?"

Before the Medicine King could speak, Yi Feng said again: "Don't say that I don't have an ancestral wood inscription, when I find Li Yan, I will return it to you immediately!"

Looking at the serious Yi Feng, the Medicine King sighed helplessly, "You bastard boy, as soon as you came to me, you actually made trouble for me! That child's situation, even the spiritual liquid of the ancestral wood inscription may not be able to save it, if it can't save people, it will waste my spiritual liquid!"

"How sure are you that you'll save him?"

"No!" said the Medicine King very simply!

"Okay, okay, carry him into the house, I'll take a good look!" said the Medicine King, who took the lead in walking towards the wooden house.

"Old man, we will do our best......!

"I know, I'm very satisfied to have a glimmer of hope!" the old man motioned for the boatman to carry his grandson into the wooden house, and Yi Feng followed him into the wooden house.

After the boatman put down the little boy, he was sent out by the Medicine King, and only the Medicine King and Yi Feng were left in the wooden house.

The Medicine King slowly stretched out his arm, and a soft green light emitted from his palm slowly enveloped the little boy.

As time passed, the Medicine King's face gradually became solemn.

"Old man, how is it?" Yi Feng asked.

The Medicine King said in a deep voice: "It's not that I don't want to save him, it's really powerless!" This kid was directly destroyed by an arrogant and cold force, and after being delayed for so long, even if there is an ancestral wood inscription now, he can't return to the sky!"

Yi Feng looked at the little boy with a pale face, and sighed helplessly, if the old man knew, he would definitely be sad.

"Look at this!" Yi Feng handed the bottle containing the diluted demon blood to the Medicine King.

"What's that?"

"The culprit who caused this kid to be like this!"

The Medicine King opened the bottle and sniffed it gently, and immediately his face changed greatly, "How can there be such a thing!"

The Medicine King's reaction was not beyond Yi Feng's expectations, he had guessed that this old man had something to do with the Ancient Dan Sect, so he should know about the Heavenly Demon Clan.

"Is there a way to wake this child up?" Yi Feng suddenly asked.

"There's a way, but it's just that it will only make him die faster!" said the medicine king as he placed the bottle on the table.

"That's fine, at least I can spend a day with his grandfather, and I'll ask the old man. ”

Yi Feng called the old man into the house and told him about his grandson.

When the old man heard this, tears immediately fell.

Although Yi Feng couldn't bear it, he was helpless.

"Old man, the Medicine King has a way to wake up your grandson, but he only has one day to live!"

The Medicine King said: "He only has the remaining vitality to maintain his breathing now, and when this vitality is exhausted, his life will come to an end! I have a way to instantly trigger all his vitality, and when the vitality burns out, his life will also come to an end!"

The old man was silent, and after a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Please also ask Lord Medicine King to wake him up!"

In the end, the old man chose to let his grandson really live for a day!

The Medicine King's palm flipped over, and a blood-red and round pill appeared in his hand, and at the moment when the pill appeared, Yi Feng smelled not the fragrance of the pill, but a spicy taste.

The Medicine King used his spiritual power to send the pill into the little boy's mouth.

After taking the pill, the little boy's pale face gradually turned bloody, and his breathing became more and more powerful.

After a few moments, the little boy slowly opened his eyes.

"Xing'er, you're awake!" Seeing the little boy wake up, the old man pounced directly.

"Grandpa, I miss you so much!" the little boy put his arms around the old man's neck.

Seeing this scene, Yi Feng felt a little teary-eyed, and he slowly withdrew from the room, no longer disturbing their grandfather's last time.

The Medicine King picked up the bottle on the table and followed Yi Feng out.

"Boy Yi Feng, tell me, how did this thing come about?"

After leaving the wooden house, the Medicine King asked Yi Feng again.

"This is also the purpose of my visit to Yaowang Island, in addition to this thing, I will show you one thing!"

Yi Feng grabbed Ji Siyi's wrist and pulled her in front of the Medicine King.

"What do you want to do?" Ji Siyi said with some horror.

The Medicine King pointed at Ji Siyi's eyebrows, his fingers glowed green, and Ji Siyi's gaze gradually became dull.

"Young master, Miss Ji, she ......"

"Don't worry, the old man of the Medicine King won't hurt her!"

After a few breaths, the Medicine King slowly withdrew his fingers, his face unusually solemn.

"Yi Feng, you take this girl to the secret room with me!"

"Old man, is there a way?"

The Medicine King naturally understood Yi Feng's question, and he said in a deep voice, "It's difficult!"