"Oh no, medicine man!" There was another anxious news.

A physician stumbled in, holding on to a man whose body was almost burned to black charcoal.

The person whose whole body was burned beyond recognition could only barely identify it as Cheng Shihai.

"Dead...... It's all dead," Cheng Yanhai had just finished speaking, and his body leaned forward, falling to the ground, and dying.

The smell of burnt meat and the terrible corpse were laid alive in front of the medicine man.

Ji Fangfei's heart has a feeling of being caught in an instant and breathless.

"Who sent him back," Qi Fangfei squeezed out a sentence between her teeth.

"It seems to be a flying demonic beast, and he left people at the door of our Medicine Emperor Pavilion halfway, and there was still a person sitting on the demonic beast, and he asked me to tell the medicine man a word, 'Thank you for the three months of the medicine man,'."

The person who spoke didn't understand what the other party meant.

But Qi Fangfei's eyes widened.

Three months, can it be said that in these three months......

Three months is not a long time, it happens to be a complete herb growth period.

At the same time, it also allowed Yun Sheng to find a way to improve the strength of the giant winged green bat, and at the same time, it also allowed Yun Sheng to deploy those ant soldiers and ant grandchildren of the centipede ant general.

On the mainland, what magical beast has the largest number of monsters, not rats, nor birds, but the largest number of monsters, but beast ants.

In three months, enough centipede ants will cross half of the Wuji Continent to collect ants and grandchildren from all over the world.

Not to mention dozens of major medicine houses, even if they are hundreds, in the minds of these beast ants, they are no more than Erer.

What ordinary hunters can't do at all, in front of beast ants, is a trivial thing.

Qi Fangfei looked at Cheng Yanhai, who was already dead on the ground, and then looked at the panicked doctor, only to feel that the world was spinning, and after a while, she spit out a sentence: "Go and ask Wen Dao's hand." ”

It was really the two heavens of ice and fire, and when the Medicine Emperor Pavilion fell into an unprecedented desperate situation, Xiao Ci'en Hall finally waited for the first batch of medicinal herbs to be put into storage.

Lin Yao'er and Ji Mo were busy all day before cleaning up the sea buckthorn.

"The quality of sea buckthorn is very good, enough to reach the first grade, and there are about ten percent of the herbs, and even the quality of the special herbs, it seems that the practice of cultivating medicinal herbs with magic is feasible," Ji Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly glanced at Yun Sheng with a pair of bright eyes.

Unlike Lin and Ji, who were so busy and tired, Yun Sheng sat in the infirmary, drinking the iced sour plum soup cooked by Yao Rong early in the morning, with a comfortable face, and Xiao Yun who had recovered was sitting next to him.

Yun Sheng and Xiao Yun are very close to each other, because of Xiao Hua's death, Yun Sheng owes Xiao Yun and the village chief's family very much, and in private, she also found that Xiao Yun has a talent for summoners.

Seeing that Xiao Yun and Yun Sheng were having a lot of fun, Ji Mo became even more curious.

At this time, Yun Sheng seemed surprisingly calm, which made it difficult for Ji Mo to guess what she was thinking.

Could it be that the blood feud between the Little Mercy Hall and the Medicine Emperor Pavilion is just that.

As he spoke, the sect's personality also returned.

"Little master, everything is going well, I have already thrown the charcoal-burned Cheng Yanhai to the door of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion, haha, you didn't see that group of turtle grandsons, your face turned white with fright," the sect personality exclaimed.

He has been a summoner for so long, and this is the first time that he has fought and killed people so freely.

Watching the raging fire rise on the ground, extinguishing a group of wicked people, he felt unobstructed.

It's a pity that I can't see the face of Qi Fangfei's vicious mother-in-law after learning the news.

It's not the first time that the sect has done this kind of thing, last time he lost a prince of the Great Zhou, and this time he lost a Cheng Shihai.

That feeling is much more comfortable than drinking sour plum soup.

"Have the villagers settled?" Yun Sheng took a sip of sour plum soup, in such a June Tianli, drinking a sour soup is really a great pleasure in the world.

"The resettlement is complete, and the villagers have moved the village site to the foot of the mountain, where the water and soil are more abundant," Zongren was not polite, grabbed a bowl of iced sour plum soup, and drank it.

Lin Yao'er and Ji Mo were both ignorant, they couldn't understand what the two were talking about.

Zongren couldn't hold back, he looked at Yun Sheng with a look of admiration, "Little master, in fact, I'm curious, what else did you do besides blowing up the village?" ”

Zong Xingren noticed that when he threw the person down, the faces of the people in the Medicine Emperor Pavilion were as if they had died of their own mother.

Just blew up a team of hunters who had nothing to do with them, and they would never have reacted like that.

Thinking about it, it must be the little master who has done something.

blew up Zhou Chu Village, and when he heard the news, even Ji Mo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"The answer will come to the door soon," Yun Sheng calculated the time, and the people from the Medicine Emperor Pavilion should also come to the door, "It's coming." ”

The smile on Yun Sheng's lips disappeared.

Outside the door of the medical hall, a few people came.

Fangfei with an angry face, and several of the most influential doctors in the Medicine Emperor Pavilion, led by a childish and white-haired Wen Dadao.

Even Wen Dadao's hands were dispatched.

Yao Rong and Dr. Fan also walked out.

Lin Yao'er hurriedly closed the medical hall, and for the first time in the cramped medical hall, so many people poured in at once.

"Division...... Father," Yao Rong looked embarrassed, she and Wen Da had a deep relationship with her master and apprentice, and she couldn't imagine that the reunion after a long absence would be in such a scene.

Wen Dao looked at Xiao Ci'en Hall with his hand.

This is a medium-sized, but well-run medical center.

The medicine cabinets, herbs, and pharmacopoeias inside are all neatly placed, and because ancient medicine and potions are operated together, there is also a special corner here where potions of various colors are placed.

The overall layout of the Little Mercy Grace Hall is completely different from the Medicine Emperor Pavilion, which does not have the grandeur of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion, but at the same time, it also has a warm feeling like home.

None of the people in Wen Da knew that the layout of this small Ci'en Hall was set up by Yun Sheng according to the layout of her ancestral small clinic in her previous life.

Yan Yunsheng's grandfather's medical practice has always been to make patients feel like they are home.

This point has been well inherited in Yunsheng.

When Fang Cai entered the medical hall, he found that the faces of those patients who had not yet left were all relieved, and they had complete trust in the doctors of the Little Mercy and Grace Hall.

Wen Dadao has gone through the vicissitudes of life, and he has seen through both fame and fortune.

He didn't expect that the Yujing Medicine Emperor Pavilion where he was sitting, after fifty years of stability, the hegemony of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion would be shaken by a small medical hall, no, to be exact, by the little girl in front of him who cultivated both ancient medicine and potions.

His own pair of beloved disciples, Yao Rong and Fan Zhi, betrayed him.

His apprentice Cheng Shihai also died.

The most important thing is that not only the people who moved him, but this time, Yaohuang Pavilion was injured and completely injured to the cornerstone.

The losses of the medicine houses in various places were reported one after another, and the losses were much more serious than he imagined, more than ninety percent of the rare herbs were damaged, and more than eighty percent of the holy herbs were out of stock.

This time, the Medicine Emperor Pavilion lost more than half a year's supply of medicinal herbs.