"Without a soul pill, even if you connect his meridians, it won't help, he will never wake up, why don't you tell the old man the origin of this golden needle continuation technique, old man, how about I generously give you a soul pill?" The white-haired old man suddenly appeared silently beside Ye Qiantong, his seductive tone was full of kind and inducement, and his eyes were bright and bright.

Ye Qiantong's eyes were cold, and her backhand was a pinch of medicinal powder, so as to shut up this annoying old man, but she was bumped on the shoulder, and her eyes flickered, but the environment she was in was no longer the altar black tower of Fangcai!

It is surrounded by a rock cave wall, and many elixirs and spiritual herbs are placed on the stone platform shelves on the side, and the whole room is full of medicinal fragrance.

Not only that, but there are also Dan furnace vessels of different sizes on the right side, some large and some small, but they are all very old, and some are even covered with dust, missing corners and rusty.

The layout here looks like a ready-made alchemy room.

She is the only one here, Di Ming is definitely not here, thinking of the dead old man's sentence "He will never wake up", a touch of cold killing intent flashed in the eyes of Ye Qiantong.

The people she saved, it is impossible for this kind of accident to happen!

This exam question is definitely passed!

Ye Qiantong's face was dark, her voice was cold, and she gritted her teeth word by word: "Dead old man, what do you mean?" ”

As the words fell, a mirror of water suddenly appeared on the wall directly in front of Ye Qiantong, and the scene of the altar skeleton cave suddenly appeared on it.

Emperor Ming's body was lying on the stone slab intact, the unparalleled beauty of the face was evil and demonic, the shallow phoenix eyes were closed, the white skin was no longer pale and sickly, but a faint luster lingered, and the sexy and beautiful thin lips revealed a red rose color, which seemed to be extremely demonic and charming, and it was incredibly beautiful.

Three thousand ink hair hanging down under the stone platform, no wind to raise itself, swaying up, lazy and casual, is the unconcealable peerless edge, even if he sleeps like a sleeping beauty boy, his whole body still exudes an innate posture, noble and domineering like the nine heavens above the gods.

Ye Qiantong slowly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and her cold gaze immediately shot fiercely at the white-haired old man.

I saw him staggering in the air, looking at her with a thief on his face, his eyes burning and his eyes shining, as if he was expecting something.

"Hehe, girl, although the rules of heaven and earth restrict me from getting close to you, it doesn't mean that the old man can't replace you in another space, this altar of dead trees connects many such parallel secret rooms, and the place where you are is is just one of them"

The white-haired old man looked at the secret stone cave where Ye Qiantong was, and nodded with satisfaction, "You have such a needle technique at a young age, and the old man really doesn't believe that you don't have the dual elements of wood and fire!" ”

When the words fell, the white-haired old man snorted coldly, recited a simple Sanskrit incantation in his mouth, and the essence in his eyes shot violently towards the huge alchemy furnace in the roaring fire pool, and with a wave of his arm, he saw a "clang" sound, and the center of the altar was suddenly empty, where was there still a fire pool medicine pot burning with lava fire.

However, to Ye Qiantong's surprise, at the moment when the fire pool medicine pod disappeared, the secret room she was in suddenly shook the ground, her ears rumbled, and the walls on both sides suddenly poured out three large rough iron chains, which each gathered towards the middle.