The four Illusory Realm seniors who escorted the people across the turbid water had just returned, and they were all gathered on the city wall at this time, as if they were discussing something.

The wind and snow and Lan took Zhong Xingyue up the city wall.

Zhong Xingyue's injuries had not healed, and her body was very weak, so she was wrapped in a big cloak.

It was late autumn, the weather was bleak, the temperature was cold, and the air was a little more solemn.

She went up to the city wall, and at a glance caught a glimpse of Leng Shuyan not far away.

This person didn't speak on the city wall now, nor did he discuss with Yuyou and the others, just stood quietly like that, like air.

Sensing her gaze, Leng Shuyan looked over, but only glanced at her and looked away.

Zhong Xingyue didn't want to look at him, and walked straight behind Yu You with Feng Yifan.

Zhong Xingyue, a cultivator of the Illusory Realm, only knew two, one was Rong Feiyu of Wangsu's lineage, who had spoken to her and seemed to be very friendly to her, and the other was also an elder of Qiyang, Zhong Xingyue had some impressions of him.

When they saw that Zhong Xingyue and the three of them had come over, and the matter discussed with Yuyou had been finished, they left with a sense of humor, leaving them to chat with their brothers and sisters.

It's just that Rong Feiyu glanced at Zhong Xingyue more when he left, and the latter smiled at him and nodded.

"Little junior sister, you have just been able to go down to the ground, what are you doing on the city wall, this place is very angry, it is really not suitable for you. ”

Yuyou said with a serious expression.

After all, he is the second senior brother, and he is older, so unlike the playfulness of Feng Yixue and Lan, he is much more mature.

There is also the demeanor of the elderly.

"I'll see if there's anything I can do to help. ”

This girl......

Hurt and worried about the people,

But she was hurt, what could she do?

"How do you look, can you help?"

Yuyou asked a little funny.

If you are injured and don't recuperate, if you come out, it's not called help, it's called adding to the chaos.

"Yes~"

Zhong Xingyue's eyes were bright, and she said very seriously,

"I can help~"

Yuyou is helpless,

"Tell me, then, how can you help?"

"I can heal the wounded monks. ”

Little sister or pharmacist?

The three of them didn't know about this, but the pharmacist could really help take care of the wounded......

But this was not enough to surprise the three of them, but Zhong Xingyue continued,

"Whether it's an external or internal injury, or a natural or man-made disaster, disease, or infectious disease, I can cure it. ”

Three: ......

Didn't the little junior sister get injured once, and her brain became bad.

Even the eighth-grade pharmacist seniors in the Eastern Wilderness didn't dare to boast of such a Haikou.

It's not that newborn calves aren't afraid of tigers, it's conceited!

"Little junior sister, it's okay for you to treat the injured, but remember not to make promises casually. ”

"I know. ”

Zhong Xingyue nodded,

She knew that Yuyou and the others would definitely not believe it, after all, in their eyes, she was just a little junior sister who started late.

"But I'm an eight-grade pharmacist, if I don't dare to say such things and make such a promise, who else would dare in this huge Guangwu Continent?"

Who else would dare......

Who would dare......

Her voice was soft with a smile, and the weakness that dissipated when the wind blew, but it revealed an unstoppable domineering.

In this Guangwu Continent, who would dare except her?

Who dares!

"You're an eight-grade pharmacist?!"

"How is this possible!"

All three shouted with wide eyes almost at the same time.

Zhong Xingyue didn't feel inappropriate with such a reaction, wasn't Yu Qiyang also surprised for a long time.

"This is the eight-grade pill I specially refined for the three senior brothers and sisters, with your favorite attributes, each is different, you can see it. ”

The jade bottle that Yuyou took first, and there was indeed a full and round pill lying inside.

"This ......"

He was speechless in shock.

It was the first time Feng Yifan had seen the always calm Second Senior Brother react like this, and he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart at the moment, and he also opened her jade bottle.

"Look, so I said, I can. ”

It took a long time for Yuyou to calm down, and after this calmdown, he thought of one more thing,

"Little junior sister, even though you are an eight-rank pharmacist, you can't refine countless eight-rank pills, because... There are not enough herbs..."

There are a lot of people in Kong Ming City, and the elixir needed for the Eight Pins Pill is precious and abnormal, and not all of them are qualified to absorb it.

Zhong Xingyue nodded,

"I know, I won't use the Eight Pins Pill to save people, I have other ways, Senior Brother just meditate. ”

It's not an eight-pin pill, so what is it used for?

Without the Eight Pins Pill to be so confident, Yuyou found that he really couldn't understand this little junior sister.

Zhong Xingyue said goodbye to Yuyou, and was led down the city tower by Feng Yifan, and went to the place where the injured monks were settled.

Leng Shuyan's eyes flashed, and then he went down the city wall.

Yuyou looked at his back, and the light and shadow in his eyes were slightly deep.

"Little junior sister, are you okay?"

"Without this diamond, without this porcelain work, you just look at it. ”

Zhong Xingyue's face was filled with a confident smile, this kind of self-confidence was familiar, and she was also this attitude every time she was sure to defeat her opponent.

When two sides fight, the state of the soldier is the most important, because the soldier is the force that advances.

But as long as there is a killing, there will be casualties, and as long as there are casualties, the overall strength of the team will decrease, so if the soldiers can fight a hundred battles without being injured, this is the most desired thing for all battlefield leaders, but it is also the most unlikely thing to achieve.

There were wounded monks in Kong Ming City every day, because the half-demons outside would raid every few days, and the casualties in each raid were calculated in thousands, which was very heavy.

Of course, this is also the case in the other two cities.

There are hundreds of pharmacists in Kong Ming City who are responsible for taking care of these injured monks, of which there are six seventh-grade pharmacists, and the rest are sixth-grade pharmacists, as well as some pharmacists below the fifth grade, and the status of eighth-grade pharmacists is scarce, so Donghuang is naturally reluctant to release them.

When Zhong Xingyue came over, there happened to be a seventh-grade pharmacist in the camp to investigate the situation of the injured monks.

She didn't know Zhong Xingyue, but she knew Feng Yifan, so she could guess Zhong Xingyue's identity.

"I've seen Uncle Feng and Uncle Zhong. ”

"No need to be polite. ”

Alchemy-based pharmacists are scarce, and the Seventh Rank is already very good, and ordinary monks don't dare to offend until they have to, so they are arrogant.

But Zhong Xingyue and the others are personal disciples after all, even if they are arrogant, they don't dare to provoke the people of the pulse master.

"The two uncles came, but they treated Uncle Zhong's injuries?"

Without waiting for them to answer, she continued,

"Uncle Zhong has been able to walk on the ground, and the injury is not serious, so I will practice a seven-grade Yulu Dan for Uncle Zhong, and it won't take long to recover. ”

The injury is not serious?

The wind is staggering, that's when you didn't see her bloody being picked up!

"Wrong. ”