"As for the rest, leave it to the Holy Lord."

When several elders in the room heard this, they nodded, indicating that they understood.

"Let's get out." Feng Ye said.

When the elders heard this, they said no more and turned and walked out of the room.

Not long after the elders left, Qing Zhi came here.

Feng Ye saw Qing Zhi coming over, frowned, and said, "What are you doing here without treatment?" ”

Qing Zhi glanced at the bed, then took out a bottle of elixir, looked at Ye Mingyuan and Bei Miao and said, "This is the healing elixir given by the Holy Lord, I'll give it to you." ”

After Ye Mingyuan and Bei Miao heard what Qing Zhi said, they both looked at the bottle of elixir.

"This is a ten-star top-grade healing pill." Seeing that the two of them didn't move, Qing Zhi said, "It is a pill that can only be refined by a grandmaster-level alchemist, and the entire temple is only in the hands of the Holy Lord." ”

"I can't even refine the mulberry fence."

"Give us, what should we do?" Bei Miao didn't like the people in the temple very much, but he had to admit that Sang Fence and Qing Zhi were very good to them.

Qing Zhi was not lightly injured when he saw it, and he gave it to them, what should he do himself?

"Yes." Feng Ye got up, looked at Qing Zhi and said: "Fu Ling's body is very weak, she may not be able to withstand the healing effect brought by the ten-star pill, in addition, she is in a coma now, it is best to drink the medicine, and keep this pill for herself." ”

Qing Zhi looked at Feng Ye and frowned slightly, ready to speak.

However, before the words could be spoken, Feng Ye took the lead: "Ye Mingxuan's matter needs to be dealt with, I have to deal with the matter of the trial ground, I can't be busy, I can't help if I am injured like this, hurry up." ”

When the words fell, Feng Ye grabbed Qingzhi's hand and pulled the person outside: "In addition, I still have something to ask." ”

Qing Zhi pursed his lips and walked with Feng Ye.

Bei Miao watched them leave, then walked to the door and slammed the door shut.

After closing the door, Bei Miao walked to the place where the paper was placed, took the pen and ink, walked to the small table, and wrote: "If you have a question, you can write, you can't ask, I'm afraid that the wall has ears." ”

After writing, Bei Miao looked up at Ye Mingyuan and clicked on the paper.

Ye Mingyuan walked to Bei Miao and sat down, picked up the pen, and wrote, "Why do you insist that Ah Ling wait for one night? ”

Bei Miao wrote: "I don't worry about the people in the academy, but I can't help but give Fu Ling treatment, I can only say that it will be delayed for a night, didn't they notify Feng Zhuo?" ”

"Just stick to it for one night, and wait for Feng Zhuo to get enough treatment before treatment, that's it."

Ye Mingyuan read what Bei Miao wrote, and after being silent for a long time, he picked up his pen and wrote: "Aren't you afraid that Ah Ling will really have an accident?" ”

Bei Miao wrote: "Heavenly weapon. ”

"I'm so wasteful that the Heavenly Scroll can save me when I'm about to die, and the Heavenly Weapon of the Spirit can also protect her, so I'm more at ease."

Ye Mingyuan looked at the words on the paper and took a while before picking up the pen.

But instead of writing, the words 'I'm such a waste' were crossed out.

After crossing it out, Ye Mingyuan wrote on it again: "It's not waste. ”

"Since it is a celestial weapon, it will never contract ordinary people, even if it is ordinary now, it will not be ordinary in the future, otherwise in this world, wouldn't everyone be able to contract a celestial weapon?"

Bei Miao looked at the words and didn't speak.

Ye Mingyuan wrote: "It's special. ”

Before it was over, Ye Mingyuan wrote again: "Thank you just now." ”

"No thanks." After Bei Miao finished reading it, he said, "I am friends with Fu Ling. ”

After speaking, Bei Miao folded the paper, walked aside, picked up the lampshade, put the paper on the candle and lit it.