PS: Going to the field has been drifting, before settling, it is difficult to ensure the stability of the update, for this, I am deeply sorry for the mountain maple pavilion, try to keep changing!

When it stabilizes, the mountains will speed up to make up for it!

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As the spirit fairy thought, Shaofeng at this time was almost dead unless he had a holy medicine to nourish his internal organs to heal his injuries.

But as for the holy medicine, the Celestial Race refused to take it out, and she didn't have time to go back and find it again. What's more, she didn't know that those old stubborns in the clan were willing to take out the few good medicines.

In view of this, she can only fight with that kind of earthwork.

Even if she didn't have the slightest confidence in her heart about the spirit fairy, it was better than just watching Shaofeng die, right?

After about half an hour of preparation, the bathtub in the spirit fairy's room was filled with a whole bucket of medicinal liquid mixed with medicines below the supreme level, and in an instant, the rich medicinal fragrance filled the room.

Immediately afterwards, the spirit fairy drove away the healers and the innkeepers who came to prepare the medicine in the room, and then pinched the hand array to envelop the room, which was regarded as a prohibition.

And when she walked to the side of the bed and wanted to pick up the snow-haired young man who had fainted, she was slightly stunned.

Only then did she notice that the young man who had become a sick man was so out of the dust, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and cold cheeks, which touched her silent heart.

Especially the bright red flame mark between the eyebrows, which added a little more evil aura to the young man.

But it was this evil spirit that could most touch her daughter's heart, and even the spirit fairy, who was the future queen of the elf clan, looked ashamed, and a touch of blush was added to her snow-white face.

She couldn't help but think of the bond of the mandarin duck buckle in the clan, Bi Shui's eyes froze, and she stretched out her slender fingers in a trance to touch Shaofeng's pale face, and muttered with a smile.

"Alas, this man ...... It's also a rival!"

"You're so good-looking, it's a pity to die, it's up to you to be lucky!"

Immediately, she didn't think about it anymore, and with a slight force, she shattered the bloody clothes on Shaofeng's body, but it didn't have anything, so the spirit fairy shy wrapped Shaofeng's body, and put the other party 'poof' and put it into the medicine barrel safely.

However, Shaofeng was so weak that he couldn't stand up at all, and the liquid medicine ran into his mouth, and the spirit fairy was about to look out of the door, when he turned around and saw this scene, he frowned, and then shook his head helplessly, and walked to the side of the bed to inspect the recovery of the Xuan Beast's injuries brought by Shaofeng.

Shaolong, Shaobai, and Baihe have the power of blood to recover independently, and Shaofeng used his body to protect him at the last moment, so he was not seriously injured.

Although the same sleepiness does not wake up, it is no big problem, and it will not take three or five to recover and wake up.

This made the spirit fairy feel a little more at ease, she put a soft quilt on top of the guy, and then moved a pear flower stool to sit in front of the bathtub behind the screen, and straightened Shaofeng's body with her shoulders, letting it lean in her arms.

"You guy, if it weren't for the marriage given by the ancestor of the flowers, this saint would be too lazy to care about you, and she would suffer a loss!"

"I hope you don't die sooner!"

The spirit fairy thought so in her heart, but a strange man was lying in her arms slightly, this scene was extremely ambiguous, her body did not feel stiff, and her blood seemed to stop flowing.

After a long time, a long time, she calmed down a little, closed her eyes slightly, and ran the cultivation exercises, not moving like a mountain.

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The Celestial Race traces the origin and says that it comes from the Extraterrestrial Terran, so it has a clan name, but there are not many Celestial Terrestrial Clan, but the population of 100,000 basically lives on the Returning Immortal Island.

However, in the Sea of Death under his rule, there are millions of heavenly armies composed of crab beasts and shrimp beasts waiting for the dispatch of the celestial race.

While the spirit fairy in the inn was taking care of Shao Feng, in a golden and splendid hall in the luxurious palace complex in the center of the returning fairy island, a handsome young man with a golden crown was standing in the central aisle of the main hall.

In front of him knelt the healers that the spirit fairy had found.

The doctors seemed to be quite afraid of the young man, and did not dare to speak loudly, and whenever the young man with the golden crown asked a question, they all responded carefully and spoke softly.

And no matter how big or small, the words replied are detailed and thorough.

The spirit fairy suddenly came to the returning immortal island with a seriously injured human youth, which naturally attracted the attention of the holy son of the celestial race, Ji Wangqing, who was responsible for the prison clan.

But after listening to the narration of the physician in his clan, Ji Wangqing noticed something unusual, his brows tightened, and his knife-like eyes suddenly stared at the one-year-old doctor, and asked flatly.

"So, the man is almost dead?"

The old man was frightened by this gaze that seemed to penetrate his heart, and hurriedly replied.

"If you return to the Holy Son, you are almost dead, unless you can save your life if you take the holy medicine, but that person's spiritual veins are damaged, and the five internal organs in the body, the eight veins of the strange meridians are all extremely damaged, in this case, even if he takes the holy medicine, he is a waste!"

Saying this, the old healer thought of something, so he cautiously tried to say.

"Holy Son, the spirit fairy is the holy daughter of the elf clan after all, and she is also the ironclad future elf queen, do you think my clan wants to give her a face and take out a treasure medicine to save her?"

"Confused!"

"How precious is the holy medicine, how can it be given for free?"

Sure enough, the Holy Son Ji forgot to be tricked, and when she heard the words, she suddenly became angry, and scolded the old doctor sharply.

However, what the old doctor said was not entirely wrong, the face of the future queen of the elf clan still has to be given, Ji Wangqing thought about it slightly, then resumed his flat tone, and sent a doctor to command.

"This Holy Son is in charge of the important task of the Prison Clan, everything has to be for the benefit of our clan, you wait and listen, the Holy Maiden of the Elf Clan wants to give everything, and she must do her best to help, but there is no holy medicine in the Celestial Clan, not even the supreme grade medicine, the Celestial Clan can't help!"

"Do you hear me?"

"My subordinates understand!"

The healers kneeling in the main hall understood and immediately responded in unison.

Speaking of this, Ji Wangqing felt that there was nothing more to say, so he waved his hand.

"Okay, go down, and help take care of that dead man!"

The word 'dead man', a doctor listened to Ji Wangqing's words very seriously, and made their hearts tighten, and they quickly bowed and left.

And when they left the main hall, they felt more sad in their hearts.

"It seems that the Holy Son has not forgotten the shame of refusing marriage back then, but it's a pity that the human boy!"

That's right, just as the healers guessed, after they left, Ji Wangqing's plain face in the palace suddenly became gloomy, and I saw him walk up to a wooden chair and slam it, and the chair shattered into dust.

"Okay, you woman, what's so good about a stranger boy who deserves your close care?"

"Hehehe, I'd rather be a broken jade than a complete tile, boy, since that woman has taken a fancy to you, then you should die!"