Zhong Xiaoscorpion moved away, and the old man gave up his position.

Yao Lao glanced at her, and his face wrinkled into chrysanthemums instantly smiled.

"You are Xiaodouzi's mother!" The tone was affirmative, and there was no doubt.

Zhong Xiaoscorpion was a little puzzled, his baby son was almost all like lying on the bed, but not much like himself?

"You both have a pair of clean and innocent phoenix eyes, which are so beautiful. Yao Lao spoke, completely like a little naughty boy, ignoring Xuanyuan Li's almost unconscious body, but he was a little interested in Zhong Xiaosheng.

"Master, the little scorpion is too young to be your granddaughter. The corners of Yao Wuhua's mouth twitched, this old man, do you want to frighten other people's little scorpions?

"Presumptuous, the old man is only a hundred years old today. Yao Wuhua stroked his gray beard, as if to say that he was only eighteen years old this year.

Zhong Xiaoscorpion resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and smiled faintly at Yao Lao before he spoke, "Yao Lao, good eyesight." Below is Doudou's mother, Zhong Xiaoscorpion, you can call me a little scorpion. "Anyway, she didn't expect this old guy to come up with a good name.

"Okay, what a well-behaved girl, old man, I should have accepted a girl as an apprentice, but I was deceived by your beautiful face, I really hate it. Yao Lao's blazing gaze shot at Yao Wuhua, as if he was full of grievances.

Yao Wuhua ignored him, looking like you can help me.

I don't know who cried and shouted, begging myself to be his apprentice!

"Yao Lao, please check it for Li first, okay?" Emperor Qingwuxiu frowned, this old man has never played cards according to reason, and his temper is very bad, only he can solve the poison in Lizhong, if he accidentally offends this old guy, he will leave it alone, but it will be bad.

He could only hold back his temper and wait for him to finish talking nonsense, before he stepped forward to persuade him to return his attention to Xuanyuan Li, who was lying on the bed and fell into a coma again.

"Xiaohuazi, why did you secretly take Xiao Ion last night, knowing that he had just picked up his life. Yao Lao finally set his eyes on Xuanyuan Li's body, looking at his weak body, his old face was wrinkled more like a chrysanthemum.

"Has he forcibly recovered his spiritual power?" just after calling the pulse, Yao Lao's voice suddenly increased, and a sharp light shot towards Yao Wuhua.

"Master, what Xiao Lili is going to do, who stopped it!" Yao Wuhua said that he was very innocent.

"What's the matter, so urgent?" Yao Lao said as he spoke, and his hands did not stop, he carefully examined Xuanyuan Li's body, but his face became worse and worse.

"What the hell did you do yesterday?" he almost roared at the end of the day. The old guy who was smiling just now became angry and extremely terrible. An angry roar almost made Yao Wuhua want to hide under the bed.

"Yao Lao, is it serious?" Emperor Qingwu's face was solemn, and his eyes were full of anxiety that could not be dissolved.

"Can it not be serious? The internal organs are almost displaced, the internal organs are bleeding, the meridians are suffocated and cannot be unblocked, and the spiritual power he has worked so hard to cultivate is completely wasted. ”

It's so serious!

Emperor Qingwu couldn't help but stumble a little, and looking at Zhong Xiaoscorpion's eyes, it was even more terrifying.

It was obviously a warm and spring-like room, but Zhong Xiaoscorpion felt that his body trembled slightly, and his whole body was cold.

Even if Yao Wuhua didn't say anything, she also knew that all this must have been caused by herself.

She looked at Xuanyuan Li, her clear phoenix eyes were a little misty.

"Can it be cured?" she murmured, her voice hoarse, as if it had not come from herself.

"It's difficult!" Yao Lao touched his gray beard and muttered for a long time before he said slowly.

"Can't even you do it?" Emperor Qingwu grabbed Yao Lao's hand, as if this was the last straw.

Yao Lao is the pinnacle of the entire Xuanyuan Continent's medicine refining world, if even he is helpless, wouldn't it......

There was a dead silence in the air.

Three pairs of eyes looked at Yao Lao in a complicated way, and everyone was extremely worried.

"There is no problem with physical recovery, but this spiritual power may be stuck in the middle level of the Purple Spirit, and it will not be able to break through. Yao Lao's eyes were full of pity, Xuanyuan Li was the same as Emperor Qingwu, with a talent that others could not reach.

"Is there no other way?" Emperor Qingwu's beautiful eyes fell on Xuanyuan Li's pale face, worried. Only she knew what a price she had to pay to reach the peak of the Purple Spirit.

More than 20 years of forgetting to sleep and eating, more than 20 years of self-purification...... Emperor Qingwu didn't dare to think about how heartbroken Xuanyuan would be if he woke up and heard such news.

He treats spiritual cultivation more reverently and attentively than anything else.

Now, do you want to deprive him of what is most important to him?

"The poison on the Soul Snatcher Sword was mixed by the old man, and there is no solution. If he cherishes himself and recuperates well, it will only take a long time, but he can also recover eighty or ninety, who knows that this little guy will be so ignorant?" Yao Lao's tone was shallow, full of regret.

"No, no......" Emperor Qingwu muttered to himself, his clear and translucent eyes filled with tears at some point.

Yao Wuhua's handsome face was also wrinkled, even he didn't expect that it would be such a serious consequence.

"Yao Lao, I have something I want to ask you privately, so it's convenient to say it. Seeing that Yao Lao had already taken care of Xuanyuan Li's wounds, Zhong Xiaoscorpion said in a sincere tone and with a respectful attitude.

The medicine has no flower and has become a chrysanthemum face, and the emperor is crying with pear blossoms and rain, and I feel pity.

Only Zhong Xiaoscorpion, her face was indifferent, as if all this had nothing to do with her.

She gently tore away Xuanyuan Li's clenched hand, and when she saw that he was handsome and wrinkled, her face suddenly turned cold, but she turned a blind eye, but nodded at Yao Wuhua, and took the lead to walk out.

"I'll go get the decoction, and you take care of it. Yao Wuhua saw that Emperor Qingwu had tears rippling all the time, and he didn't know how to comfort him, so he only found a reason and walked out of the house.

Inside, there was only one person left.

The air was dead silent, except for the inaudible sobs of Emperor Qingwu.

Xuanyuan was lying quietly on the bed, his black black hair was scattered behind his head like ink, the white brocade robe had not been changed, and a pool of dark red blood was still shocking.

Because of the pain, or because he felt Zhong Xiaoscorpion's departure, even if he was unconscious, his face was still gloomy like ice that had accumulated for three thousand years, his hands were clenched into fists, and he clenched it hard, his green tendons were violent, and his face was full of a bloodthirsty and murderous aura.

Without that distressing weakness, he still has the domineering spirit between his eyebrows that kills decisively on weekdays.

Emperor Qingwu shook his hand lightly, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at his handsome face, but he could do nothing but shed tears.

If she could, she would have liked to be able to bear this sin in his place, and she would have liked that the person who was lying in bed and suffering was herself.

"Leave, for what?" she murmured, her sad eyes a little misty.

"Why do you want to hurt yourself for a woman like that?"

"Do you know how painful my heart hurts when I see you uncomfortable?"