Chapter 676: Drink Bath Water 9

Today, I happened to get Xiaohong's spirit cave water, and I mixed it with several other extremely precious spirit herbs to make this medicine.

Luo Yu raised his head and stared in the direction of looking at the end of the world.

Kill the sky, are you okay?

The autumn breeze is rippling, and the night is as cool as water.

The earth demon fire, the Zhongwu Sect of the fallen feathers is beginning to emerge, and it is thriving.

At this time, the Buddha Immortal looked at the end of the world, but he was still shrouded in a gloomy mist.

It's been more than a month, and Yun Qiong's breath has been hanging from time to time, and almost no one thinks that she can still live.

The funeral of the eldest princess has already begun to be prepared in secret.

Only Yun Jitian did his best to ask for treatment.

The twenty-eight Venerables of the Stars are like changing shifts, constantly renewing the life of the cloud dome.

This is also something that the powerful Wangtianya can do, and if you want other places, I'm afraid it has already been ......

And due to the overcapacity of Yun Jitian a month ago, the internal injury flared up again.

Although there were the twenty-eight Venerable Nakshatras here, the injury was not good, and it slowly began to get worse and worse, and it became more and more incurable.

On this night, the clouds killed the heavenly sleeping palace.

There was silence, there was no sound, and all the servants and ministers who came and went could hardly even dare to breathe.

and their kings slept.

Their king had been thinner and thinner for a month, and his breath had become weaker and weaker, and he had not slept well for a single night.

Now that they can take a little rest, they all have to thank God for daring to bother.

"Still useless, still useless." In the distance of the dormitory, Feng Wuxin looked at the vicissitudes of life and embarrassment, and slammed down the medicine in his hand.

It's useless, it's useless to their king's injuries, let alone cure or control them, even if they can have a little effect, they can't do it.

"A bunch of rice buckets." Yan Fei's eyes were already blood-red, and his beard was unshaven, looking extremely hideous.

"Kill it, pull it out and kill it." Yan Lin smashed his fist the rockery beside him.

"Go down to the sea to spread documents, show the world's famous doctors, if anyone can heal our king, look to the end of the world to respond to his three major events." Taking a deep breath, Yan Chen said in a deep voice.

Looking at the three major events that should be under the end of the world, this is already a reward for the sky.