(Cat pounces Chinese Cang Pojun hugged the person and hurriedly summoned the waiter, "Come on, carry the sect master back to the dormitory!" ”

Huang Yue was just holding on to the broken soul that was rushing in, and her eyes were still blackening.

Hearing Cang Pojun's words, she immediately turned around again, "Go and call the doctor!" I'll take a look! ”

As she spoke, she wanted to follow the waiter to the dormitory, but she underestimated the extent of her weakness, and as soon as she got together, her feet went limp, and she almost fell.

"Master Huang, be careful! If you suffer any damage, the Sect Master will only feel even worse! You better go and rest for a while, the sect master is here for us to watch, there will be no problem. ”

Cang Broken Soul hurriedly tried to hold her again, but Huang Yueli pushed him away.

"No, I'm not at ......"

Huang Yueli took a deep breath, barely suppressed the feeling of dizziness, and ran towards the dormitory.

The three Dharma protectors, as well as Luo Jiyun and others who rushed over after hearing the news, all hurriedly followed.

The doctor of the Cangxuan Sword Sect was soon summoned, and he sat down in front of the bed as soon as possible to check Li Moying's pulse.

This white-haired Shangguan physician is more than three hundred years old this year, and he is one of the few eighth-order physicians in the Tianling Continent, and he has seen countless cases, even Liu Buyan does not have such rich experience in seeing patients.

However, at this time, Shangguan Doctor had a solemn expression, one hand on Li Moying's right wrist, and the other hand gently twisted his beard, muttering, and did not speak for a long time.

Huang Yueli didn't dare to disturb him, so she could only retreat a little, stand beside Cang Po Soul, and asked in a low voice, "What the hell is going on?" What the hell happened in the apse? Why did Ink Shadow suddenly become ill? ”

Cang Broken Soul glanced at her worriedly, and stopped talking.

"This ...... The Sect Master just said...... Say ......"

Huang Yueli looked at his face and immediately understood, "What?" He won't let you tell me, will he? ”

"Uh...... Master Huang Mingjian...... Subordinates ......" Cang Po Soul wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Huang Yue said: "If you don't say it, I also know, is it that Mo Ying deliberately made himself sick in order to be able to deter those troublesome elders, so that he could burst out with enough strength to kill those guys in seconds?" But how exactly did he do it? ”

There was more cold sweat on the forehead of the broken soul.

Huang Yueli glanced at him and groaned, "That's right...... It should be that elixir, right? The elixir that Liu Buyan left behind to improve his cultivation! Could it be that he can't take this elixir, and if he eats it, he will get sick? Damn it! I didn't think of this, and I came up with such a plan to let him take some pills! I caused him this time......"

Huang Yueli thought of this, and her face turned pale.

Recently, Li Moying's soul disorder seems to have been controlled a little, and he has not been seen to have any more seizures except on the night of the full moon. Moreover, the onset of a full moon night can also be controlled in a short time.

Therefore, Huang Yueli will ignore this point many times.

Because when Li Moying was not sick, he looked too strong, and his strength was as strong as him, it was really impossible to imagine that he would be so fragile when he was sick......

Huang Yueli was annoyed, ashamed of her carelessness.

She should have known that Li Moying's body was different from that of ordinary martial artists, and she couldn't stand the toss. Cat flutter Chinese