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At this time, the middle-aged man was lying on his back on the ground, his eyes were closed, his face was completely deformed in the trembling due to the pain, and the black air was spreading from the center of his eyebrows.His lips trembled slightly, maybe he wanted to say something, but he could only make a meaningless "hmmmm".

The middle-aged man, who didn't even dare to be supported by the flight attendants, was supported by Feng Qinglang and sat on the side of the passage. Feng Qinglang checked the middle-aged man's pulse and other parts of his body, and couldn't help frowning.

The people around who are paying close attention to this place can't help buzzing. In their opinion, the young man's inspection process is too fast, which is a bit sloppy. Do you want to be a good person? I just found out that I was a little impulsive, so I just thought about it and let it go?

Feng Qinglang could naturally sense the emotional changes around him, and couldn't help but smile wryly at it. He thought this middle-aged man was simply poisoned, and he carried so many medicine bottles, there was always one that could temporarily suppress his toxicity and rescue him. He died.But in fact, this middle-aged man is poisoned by the curse of the magic pattern. This type of poison is ever-changing. If you use it indiscriminately, it may speed up the operation of the poison and kill the middle-aged man immediately.

The steward said nervously behind him: "Your Excellency, what's wrong with the patient, is the problem serious?"

Feng Qing said: "It's serious! If we don't do anything, he may only have two hours to live."

The flight attendant's face was even more ugly. It would take four hours to reach the northern city of innocence. Could it be that this middle-aged uncle is likely to die on this journey...

The people around were buzzing again, and there was a bit of hissing in it. After all, Feng Qinglang didn't do anything at all, and she was just there to scare people.

But when Feng Qinglang unbuttoned the middle-aged man's clothes and exposed his belly, the hissing stopped abruptly, and a strange magic pattern was being painted on his belly. Those who can board this spaceship are not ordinary people, so naturally they can Seeing the extraordinaryness of this magic pattern, there is a natural taste in many strokes.

Feng Qinglang's brows frowned even deeper. It was not a normal curse pattern. Normally, the curse pattern would draw the type and amount of poison in the pattern to match the poison's operation. But the one in front of her, Based on the basic original curse pattern, a primer is added. As long as the toxin moves with the blood and leaves the primer, a new magic pattern will be drawn to match the poison, because it is drawn by its own blood. , naturally has a natural taste.

The flight attendant said anxiously: "What do we need to do to help him."

Feng Qinglang replied: "We still need magic pattern masters, alchemists, and a magician."

Bai Shaoyou raised his hand behind him and said, "Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, I am also an alchemist, so I should be able to help?"

Feng Qinglang was stunned for a moment, didn't this guy say that he was gifted since childhood, that he was a martial arts prodigy?Why did he become an alchemist again?

Bai Shaoyou could only smile wryly and said, "I accompanied my elders in alchemy since I was a child, and I was forced to do some alchemy by them. I really didn't like it, so I ran out."

Feng Qinglang came to understand, it turned out that this fellow had only a half-knowledge about alchemy, but he was not a half-doctor.

The stretcher boy in front who was trying to compete with Feng Qinglang for a seat happened to be sitting in the back row, and leaned out to observe the magic lines. At this time, his posture did not reveal any spinal injuries, and he seemed to be hesitating and struggling. After a while, he slowly raised his hand and said, "I am a magician."

As if he could sense the strange gazes around him, he had no choice but to add: "Although it's only an apprentice level, it can barely drive the elements anyway."

If his men hadn't proved that their fists were big, they would be booing everywhere now.

Seeing that things had turned around, the flight attendant showed excitement on his face, and said, "I'll go up and have a look, maybe there's a magic pattern master." After saying that, he quickly ran towards the second floor.

It seems that the personal box on the second floor really entertained unusual guests today. After a while, the flight attendant really led the two of them down.

One is a middle-aged man in fine clothes, with a solemn face, his expression is not angry but powerful, obviously he has been on top of people for a long time, and has formed an aura, the other is an old man in white, with a kind face, and it is rare that his complexion has a healthy look The ruddy skin seems to be good at keeping in good health.

That's all for the old man in white clothes, but the man in the fancy clothes is a bit familiar. Although he has undergone a careful disguise, the outline of his facial features are still there. Of course, he can't hide it from a professional like Feng Qinglang. What Feng Qinglang wonders is, where is he? Where have you seen him?

Soon, he searched for this person in his mind. Not long ago, in order to solve Biyuntian's illusion, no matter in reality or in the illusion, he would check a large number of picture albums and illustrations. See the big guy.

The fake emperor of the Huanlei Empire on the way to escape, the so-called sinner who set Huanlei's economy back for hundreds of years!

This man can be regarded as coming on the same path as me, but he took a step ahead and destroyed the teleportation array. I didn't expect to meet him here now...

Feng Qinglang is too busy to take care of herself now, of course she has no interest in debunking the other party, but when she heard the other party's introduction that he is a magic pattern master, Feng Qinglang still felt a burst of sincere joy.

How honored it is for this poisoned middle-aged man to attract such a luxurious temporary medical team, but if he knows the truth, he may not feel particularly honored, after all, there is not a genuine doctor in this medical team, nor A genuine magic pattern master.

When they saw the magic pattern on the middle-aged man's belly, the faces of the fake emperor and the white-clothed old man immediately became dignified. They didn't put on any airs, and squatted down like Feng Qinglang and the others. Under the illumination of the magic lamp, The two of them painted on the void on their belly for a while, before the fake emperor frowned and said: "This is a curse pattern made by a special technique, based on the basic original curse pattern, with a special primer, poison When it attacks, it will naturally evolve the magic pattern that is most suitable for the toxin."

Feng Qinglang praised secretly in her heart. If you can see this, this fake emperor is at least an expert-level magic pattern master.

The old man in white said: "The key is to find the introduction, so that we can draw the corresponding cracking magic pattern, otherwise we will have no way to start..."

"Exactly, doctor, what do you think?"

Seeing the fake emperor looking at herself, Feng Qinglan said: "I have a way to help him release a small amount of toxin. When the toxin changes, you can see clearly where the primer is."

Even the white-clothed old man couldn't help but take another look at Feng Qinglang, Feng Qinglang thought, he hadn't taken him as a temporary doctor seriously before.

The old man in white said: "However, if the toxin is released, will the venom turn into poisonous gas and spread? After all, this method is ordinary? If he is the mother of a toxin, wouldn't it be bad?"

Feng Qinglang said calmly: "So we need a temporary magic pattern array to be placed around to isolate the harmful aura that may spread."

The fake emperor nodded and said, "We can do it! But what about us?"

Feng Qinglang said: "So, we still need a magician to bless us with a frost veil and block out the poisonous breath. At the same time, we need to save the venom immediately. Once the magic pattern is successfully cracked, an alchemist is required to appear. According to the corresponding toxin, The antidote pills were prepared, and the main drug of the pills was the previously preserved venom, which had the effect of making poison with poison..."

Feng Qinglang stated the plan in detail, and the fake emperor couldn't help nodding his head approvingly: "You are so thoughtful, it's rare that you are still so young, and you have a promising future."

This made Feng Qinglang couldn't help laughing, this fake Your Excellency must be very uncomfortable with the days when she has stepped down.

But Bai Shaoyou and Young Master Stretcher had another look on their faces. They didn't expect that the burden on their shoulders would be so heavy. I may not be able to determine the specific medication by changing the magic pattern."

Feng Qinglang said: "If there is no accident, it will not be too unorthodox medicinal materials. I will explain them to you one by one at that time. The important point is that as long as the extracted venom is complete, the elixir you refine will naturally It can temporarily suppress the toxicity."

Bai Shaoyou gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "Okay, I will do my best!"

Young Master Stretcher turned pale when he heard about "maternal body" and "venom". He was only interested in the peculiar magic pattern at first, hoping to get some useful secrets by participating in it, but he didn't expect the danger to be so high , if he misses, he doesn't care about other people's life or death, but isn't he one of the first to die?

So, he was about to cry: "Your Excellency, Wen, I have introduced it to you earlier, I am just a magic apprentice, the operation process you mentioned is a bit high for me, isn't it?"

Feng Qinglang wondered: "Isn't the Frost Veil a basic magic that a magic apprentice must master? Er... If you can find another magician to replace you, then it's okay for you to quit?"

Young Master Stretcher looked around, and found that everyone had already listened closely from the front with gossip and enthusiasm, and now they are watching from a distance. With them as the center, a large area has been vacated. He knows in his heart that there will be no other magicians, even if there are , will not stand up now.

He could only pin his hopes on the flight attendant: "Hey, who is that, is there a magician on board, please come down?"

"I've already asked, no!" The flight attendant shook her head honestly. Normally, the upper boxes are usually vacant. It is rare that there is someone today, and she is still a magic pattern master. It is already a great luck.

The old man in white said in a deep voice: "Boy, why are you panicking? This old man also knows a little bit about magic. He will naturally take care of you when the time comes. You should do your best."

In his tone, there was naturally the majesty of an elder, so the stretcher boy had no choice but to nod in agreement with a bitter face.

His two bodyguards looked more bitter than him, and asked cautiously: "Master, shouldn't it be better for us to wait outside?"

If these two guys were there, two more frosty veils would come out after a while, and the stretcher master waved his hand and said angrily: "Go away, something happened to me, even if you are a ghost, you will not let you go!"

The two bodyguards were also used to their young master venting their anger on others, they laughed along with a playful smile, and said some auspicious words, and they stood far away from the periphery.