It's sour again
Hua Yuqiong was stunned, "The elixir of the ghost worship master?" ”
"Well, he is a mysterious alchemist who has only recently appeared, and I heard that it is an old man wearing a ghost mask and wearing a black robe. His pill will always be much better than other pills of the same level, and the effect will be fast, Mo Ya and they need this life-saving pill. ”
Mu Lao said a few words, and then said: "Little master, human life is at stake, and there is no delay." The old man had to hurry up and take a look, so he took his leave. After saying that, he hurriedly walked out with the two painting guards.
"Hey, Mu Lao, Mu Lao ......"
Hua Yuqiong looked at their backs and shouted, but Mu Lao hurriedly walked away quickly.
Hua Yuqiong glanced at them helplessly, raised her eyebrows, turned around and walked into the side room, glanced at the first room on the left, frowned slightly, grabbed a person and asked, "Where are Mo Ya and Feng Xu?" ”
When the captured painting Linwei saw that it was Huayu Qiong, seeing her solemn expression, he hurriedly stretched out his finger and pointed to a place, and said, "In that room." ”
She looked in the direction he was pointing, let go of him, and walked quickly towards the room.
"Bang!"
The door was slammed open, and the painting guard guarding inside quickly picked up his weapon, looked out of the door, and said coldly: "Who? ”
But after seeing the white shadow, he was stunned, "Little master? ”
Hua Yuqiong didn't have time to talk nonsense with them, and when she saw Feng Yu lying on the bed, her expression was abrupt, and she ran straight over.
"Get out of the way!"
Hearing this, the painting Linwei, who was originally standing in front of the bed, quickly retreated.
Hua Yuqiong looked at the pale face of Feng Xuan, and stretched out his hand to check his pulse. After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief and took out an elixir from the space.
"Water." Hua Yuqiong said loudly.
A few painters next to her were still shocked by her medical skills, and when they heard her ask for water, someone quickly went to the table and poured a glass of water and handed it to Hua Yuqiong.
Hua Yuqiong took the water, helped him up, stuffed the pill into Feng Xu's mouth, and borrowed water to feed him.
Immediately, Hua Yuqiong walked to Mo Ya's bedside again, checked his pulse, stretched out his hand and rolled his eyelids to look at it, and then took out another pill, helped him up and fed him the pill to swallow.
This scene happened to fall into the eyes of the sacrificial night who had just walked to the door.
The two people who followed him closely behind naturally saw this scene, and secretly said that it was not good.
It was not easy for them to persuade the Holy Venerable to come to find the painter, but they didn't expect to see this scene as soon as they entered the door.
Now, the Holy Venerable is sour again.
The two of them cautiously glanced at the night.
As they had hoped, the Venerable's mood was bad again.
When the painters saw a man in a black robe with a delicate face and an imposing appearance outside the door, they expected that this was the guest that the steward had told them to be careful with their reception, so they bowed to the night of the sacrifice.
"Your Excellency."
Hua Yuqiong put the water glass on the table, heard this voice, looked sideways at the door, and instantly widened her eyes.
Why did he come too?
The eyes that were as deep as a black pool at the night of the sacrifice looked at Hua Yuqiong who was stunned in place, as if he wanted her to say something.
Seeing that the night of the festival was looking at her, Hua Yuqiong sneered and squeezed out two words from between her teeth: "...... Master. ”
Who knows, after hearing her speak, Sai Ye snorted coldly, turned around and left.
The calamities and calamities that followed him hurriedly.
Hua Yuqiong raised her eyebrows and muttered in a low voice, "What's wrong with him?" Forget it, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you want to go see Lan Shao first. ”
With that, he rushed out of the room.
And the two people who followed behind the night festival had been paying attention to the movement behind them, and when they saw the painting Yuqiong rushing out, the originally nervous eyes of the disaster lit up, and they said to the festival: "Your Excellency, the painting master has come out!" ”