After changing his clothes, Feng Jiu walked out of the room and smiled at an old man in a green shirt outside the room, "Excuse me, what happened?" ”

Looking at Feng Jiu's immature and dazzling face, the old man in the green shirt nodded kindly and said, "Recently, everyone has had symptoms of dizziness, nausea and even coma, and Doctor Xuan is treating everyone. ”

Feng Jiu nodded, thanked the old man in green shirts, and then turned around and walked into the temporarily vacant ward. I knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside, and then I gently pushed the door in.

The room was very crowded, and there were quite a few of them, sitting on the edge of the bed, it was Xuanyu with an indifferent face, who was checking the pulse of the unconscious child lying on the bed.

On Xuanyu's left hand side, there were some elderly people, and beside them were some young people who were no more than 15 years old. On the other side, there were three strangers sitting, presumably they were the doctors that Xuan Yu had invited to help.

Some puzzled eyes swept over the strange and unfamiliar three people, among the three people, there was a young man wearing a light cyan robe, the man was full of smiles, full of energy, a pair of peach blossom and apricot eyes, but it was a flash of fine light, Feng Jiu's gaze moved down slightly, and finally stayed on the man's chest, the chest of the man's robe, there were nine white fox tails painted, and around the nine white fox tails, there were three golden stars.

"Rank 30 Pill Warlock! This young man who is not very old is actually a three-star pill warlock, which is really unseemly. Feng Jiu was amazed in his heart, you must know that the pill warlock is a special existence, their spells are not high, but their spiritual power and soul power are very amazing. Generally, elixir warlocks are not good at fighting but will refine all kinds of pills that are helpful for cultivation, but if they really enter into battle, the combat effectiveness of alchemists should not be underestimated.

The pill warlock can reach level 30, at least they are all big names on the famous side, and with that kind of strength, there will be many powerful forces to compete for, even a huge demon clan like Yunqiu only has a thirty-fifth level and a thirty-level pill warlock, just these two can make Yunqiu's overall strength increase by several grades.

Looking at Feng Jiu, who was standing still, the young people around couldn't help but take a few more looks. The pale cyan robe, but it did not hide his graceful figure at all, the snow-white skin like clotted fat was pink in the sun, the upturned little nose, and the red lips like cherries were undoubtedly not exquisite to the extreme.

"Mo Xie, see His Royal Highness the Prince!" At this time, the man also discovered Feng Jiu. A flash of surprise flashed on his face, and he immediately knelt down on his knees and bowed respectfully.

Xuan Yu was slightly stunned, his eyes moved to Feng Jiu, who was standing in the middle of the room, his mouth squirmed, and he didn't dare to speak again.....

Feng Jiu smiled and reached out to pinch his earlobe, his temperament was elegant and calm, and he asked Mo Ye suspiciously, "Are you ........?"

Mo Ye immediately lowered his head, then smiled faintly, and explained: "Mo Ye is an elixir warlock cultivated by the Yunqiu Dan Tower, and he has reached level 30 at present, and he was fortunate to meet His Royal Highness the Prince in the main hall before. ”

"Uh...... Then you get up first, this is not Yunqiu, so you don't have to make such a big salute to me. Seeing the man's somewhat tough side face, Feng Jiu smiled dryly.

"When Mo Ye was four years old, it was His Royal Highness the Prince who saved me. Mo Ye never dared to forget, and now that he can see His Royal Highness the Prince again, he can also say thank you in person. Looking at Feng Jiu's smooth and delicate face, Mo Ye kowtowed respectfully three times.

"Ahem...... I, I've forgotten it, you don't have to take it to heart, get up! His heart jumped suddenly, Feng Jiu laughed twice, and then stepped forward with a little weakness to help Mo Ye up.

"The grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring, if His Royal Highness the prince didn't save me at the beginning, maybe Mo Xie would have died in that canyon. Since then, Mo Xie has secretly sworn to follow His Royal Highness the prince to the death. Looking at Feng Jiu's reaction, a soft smile appeared on the corner of Mo Ye's mouth, his gaze shifted to Feng Jiu's bare feet, and he seemed to be muttering lightly to himself: "After so many years, His Royal Highness still doesn't like to wear shoes, but anyway, he's a boy, right?" How can a boy's legs be like this......."

The corners of his mouth grinned, Feng Jiu was a little embarrassed, his eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, and he didn't say anything......