The little ancestor became emperor after crossing over

Chapter 409 411: The son is sick and needs to be cured
Mo Jiu Prison kept staring at the tightly closed tent, time passed little by little, and there was not the slightest movement inside.

He is not sure whether this woman's method is really effective.

But so nine did not move, it could not be dead.

Otherwise, the entire tent will be set on fire with the woman's spontaneous combustion.

It wasn't until the sky gradually darkened that Feng Jintian's voice came from the tent.

"Feng San..."

The weak voice can really be described as a gossamer.

Feng San immediately closed his five senses and quickly entered the tent with a red robe in his hand, and quickly threw it to Feng Jintian's location.

He raised his hand and released a burst of spiritual energy, and lifted Feng Jintian up from the tub.

That robe accurately fell on Feng Jintian.

The whole process is fast but only a momentary thing.

Feng Sanwu's senses were closed, and he couldn't see or perceive at all, but he still caught Feng Jintian steadily when she fell.

She moved quickly, put on her robe, moved out of a large soft bed, and put Feng Jintian on the bed.

Only then did he unlock his five senses and look at Feng Jintian.

He quickly took out the medicinal pill and fed it into Feng Jintian's mouth.

Originally, taking medicinal pills was somewhat useful.

But now, Feng Jintian used a special acupuncture technique, and with the effects of the medicinal pills in her hand, it was simply not enough to heal her body that had repulsed after the injection.

"No need to feed, it's useless."

Moreover, even the Soul King fell into a deep sleep because Feng Jintian was too seriously injured, otherwise he would be able to catch Feng Jintian at this time.

When Feng San heard the words, he stopped feeding the medicine.

Feng Jintian's perseverance is extremely amazing, if it were someone else, he would have fainted from weakness at this time.

But she always relied on that perseverance and powerful soul power to keep herself a little sober, and said weakly to Feng San.

"Take me... out."

Feng San knew what Feng Jintian wanted to do, so he immediately hugged her and walked out of the tent.

Mo Jiuyu saw that Feng Jintian was still alive, and there was a little shock in his eyes.

In an instant, his breath was as calm as water, and he smiled coldly.

"You have some skills, and you actually solved the poison of Charming Gu Qing."

Feng Jintian really didn't have the strength to speak, and couldn't utter a few words at all, so through the connection of Jiujiu's system, he directly used his spiritual sense to convey his meaning to Feng San.

So, Feng San spoke instead of Feng Jintian.

"My master asked, is this skill enough to make a deal with this Venerable and reach a cooperation."

Mo Jiuyu's eyes narrowed suddenly, and a violent bloodthirsty aura seemed to pour out, forcing Feng San and Luobai to take three steps back unbearably.

Qi and blood surged up in his chest, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This is still the case when the opponent did not deliberately attack.

It is enough to see how terrifying the cultivation of this mysterious man is.

"What did you see?"

Feng Jintian leaned against Feng San, his eyelids shrugged, and he looked at the red-clothed man across from him half-open and half-closed.

Even if she is already like this, she still can't stop the beauty of that day's beauty.

Because of her weakness, her originally calm and elegant, with a touch of domineering temperament, dissipated a bit and became vulnerable.

Let this beautiful and fragrant beauty add a kind of soft beauty that can't help but make it even more maddening.

Even a man like Mo Jiuyu, who was extremely beautiful, couldn't help but glance at Feng Jintian at this time.

There was a sentence in my heart, this woman's appearance is really a disaster for the country and the people, and she is absolutely stunning.

I really should let those people out there who think highly of themselves take a good look at what is the number one beauty in the world.

This thought just passed by in a flash, and was skipped by the magic nine prisons.

Just in time to hear Feng San speak.

"This Venerable is here, it should be more than just cultivation. My master said that the son is ill and needs to be cured."

As soon as the last sentence came out, the aura around Mo Jiu Prison seemed to be full of demonic energy, and the ghosts were to the extreme.

Even Feng San and Luobai took a step back involuntarily, staring at him vigilantly and alertly.

Feng San didn't shut up because of this, and continued to convey Feng Jintian's words.

"And this kind of disease, if there is one person in this world who can cure it, it must be my master."

(End of this chapter)