In the Valley of Broken Love, in the hut where the old woman in purple lived, there were a few more figures at this moment, and there were no surprises that there were no three people at that time.

Just now, after a few excited daxiao from the purple-clothed old woman, she couldn't help but say something, and brought the three of them here. And what puzzled Lan Chuan and the Black King the most was that the old woman in purple seemed to be very interested in Wuchen.

At this moment, Wuchen was arranged on a wooden chair by the old woman in purple, and he himself kept circling around Wuchen, with a dignified face. From time to time, his fingers shot out a few streamers into Dustless's body, as if to further investigate something.

Judging from the movements in the old woman's hands, it seems that there is no intention of harming the dust, so although they are puzzled, the Black King and Lan Chuan did not bother, but just quietly watched the movements of the old woman in front of them.

And Wuchen, who is the party concerned, is also equally puzzled, and is overwhelmed by the old woman in purple.

With the frequent actions of the old woman in purple, Wuchen was also a little stunned and happy in his doubts. Because with the other party's move, Wuchen clearly felt that the emptiness caused by his previous huge consumption was being quickly filled, and even the soul sea with frequent and severe pain was much quieter at this time, and there was a sense of comfort in the soul sea.

Apparently, the old woman in purple was treating her injuries.

Although I didn't know that the attitude of the old woman in purple changed so quickly, she was always kind to herself, and after recovering some of her complexion, Wuchen slowly raised her hand to thank the other party.

However, just when Wuchen had just raised his arm and had no time to open his mouth, the old woman in purple scolded with a fierce face: "If you don't want to die, you can biedong!"

There was no joke in the scolding, it was very solemn. So much so that when he heard this scolding, Wuchen immediately pursed his lips, his eyes were very complicated and he chose to obey, and the arm he had just raised was immediately put down and stopped moving.

"After being poisoned by devouring demons, it doesn't stop, and you even want to break my love array, I really don't know who gave you the courage!" The old woman in purple complained while continuing to shoot, although her tone was stern, but when it reached the ears of several people, she was concerned about Wuchen

When he spoke, he deliberately looked at Lan Chuan and the Black King, obviously, they had already regarded the two as the initiators behind letting Wuchen risk his life to forcibly cast spells and lead mines.

Lan Chuan smiled bitterly at the old woman's gaze and did not explain, but the black king was angry in his heart, and he was about to respond with a raised brow. Thanks to Wuchen's timely eye signal, nothing unpleasant happened

After opening her mouth earlier, the old woman's hand movements became faster and faster, and after an hour, she finally completed her hand movements. As a light purple streamer shot out from his fingertips and shot into the sea of souls in his dustless body, he finally let out a long breath of turbid air and withdrew his palm.

"This demonic poison is very difficult to deal with, and with my current strength, I am afraid that it will be difficult to eradicate it, so I can only use my soul sense to set a seal to temporarily seal it. Taking a deep breath and calming down her breath that was a little hurried due to excessive consumption, the old woman in purple frowned and said slowly.

Hearing this, although the toxin was not eradicated, Wuchen was also very grateful at the moment, and finally got the opportunity, Wuchen got up and thanked him, and his attitude was extremely sincere.

However, just when Wuchen sincerely thanked him and looked at the other party, he suddenly found that the other party's expression suddenly became a little strange, as if he was looking at some treasure, and his eyes were shining at him.

Seeing this scene, Wuchen expected that the other party must have something to say.

Sure enough, just when Wuchen had just made such a guess, the old woman in purple came out coldly: "Boy, do you have a master?"

"Me?" said Wuchen, raising an eyebrow.

"It's you, naturally. "The old woman is right.

"Nope. Wuchen replied very simply, although he joined the Thunder Academy and became a disciple of its inner court, but to say that he really learned something from whose hands and respected him as a teacher, it was really never the same.

At best, the Black King who constantly helps him is one, but for Wuchen, it is difficult to have any connection between the Black King and the "Master".

What Wuchen didn't expect was that when she heard her answer, the old woman in purple immediately seemed to be beaten with chicken blood: "No one has found out such a haode seedling, is this God destined me to win the dead old man?"

The old woman in purple looked excited, and after finishing her words, she grabbed Wuchen's wrist again without waiting for Wuchen to ask, and said with a wonderful look: "How about I come to be your master?!"

"This"

Wuchen's face was a little strange, and he didn't know how to speak for a while. When Lan Chuan heard this, his eyes were extremely exciting, and he looked at Wuchen hard, and asked Wuchen to agree quickly.

However, the other half of the black king took the lead with a somewhat gloomy face: "No!"

Hearing this, Wuchen immediately grinned. Indeed, if he really worships this himself, if he really worships the old woman in purple as his teacher, then according to the reason, the black king who calls himself a brother and a brother, doesn't he have to call him master?

Obviously, this kind of thing is absolutely intolerable for the black king, who has always regarded himself as his own king!

Not surprisingly, the Black King's opening once again ignited the confrontation between him and the purple-clothed old woman, his eyes intertwined, and the air temperature rose sharply.

Sandwiched between the two, Wuchen also felt very embarrassed. On the one hand, he is his good brother, and on the other hand, he seems to have a great attainment in soul consciousness at present, and from his talent, it can also be known that he has also made great achievements in alchemy.

No one will have more skills first, so if you really worship him as a teacher, to be honest, Wuchen will really make money.

However, in view of the relationship between the Black King and himself, Wuchen thought about it slightly, and still rejected the other party with a smile: "Thank you for being humble and loving, but for some reasons, the younger generation can only refuse, and I hope that the seniors are not strange." ”

The Black King was very satisfied with Wuchen's answer, and after nodding, he turned around and looked at the old woman in purple with a smug expression.

And for the latter, it is obvious that he never thought that Wuchen would reject himself.

The dignified wife of the valley lord of the Medicine King Valley now pulled down her face and came to the door to be a master for someone else, but she was rejected by the other party

The purple-clothed old woman's face suddenly became gloomy, and there was a hint of annoyance in her eyes.

However, in the end, the old woman in purple did not force it, but sighed, her eyes were a little lost: "Forget it, I don't force my wife, my fate should be like this." The old woman in purple shook her head, and after a moment of loss, there was a hint of expectation in her eyes: "However, can you do the old woman a favor?"

"Senior, please speak!"