Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 4748 The Strange Man
Yan Jiuqing called the two Tibetan elders stupid, and at the same time called a carload of Tibetan disciples ants. Such an arrogant tone made the two elders stunned.

Why is the Tibetan family a top-notch existence in a second-class family? If you dare to say that about the Tibetan family, the young man in front of you must have a lot of background. Could it be the Ye family?
"I said young man, you stopped our car, could it be that you can cure it? Are you a pharmacist?" The tone of the two elders softened at the same time.

"I don't need pills to save them."

Yan Jiuqing's calm expression and words really calmed down the two elders of the Tibetan family, but it was unheard of not to use pills to get rid of the devil's poison. The two elders looked at Yan Jiuqing suspiciously: "If you can't save it? "

"There is no possibility that it cannot be saved."

After Yan Jiuqing finished speaking, he took a step forward, walked to the side of the car, bent down, and pointed two fingers at a disciple's wound.

With a flick of the finger, a large amount of black thick water flowed from the wound in an instant, but after the thick water passed, the blood turned red and turned into a normal color.

And the gray skin on the poisoned disciple's body returned to normal in an instant, and his lifeless eyes became brighter. He lay on the car and coughed twice, then sat up suddenly.

Yan Jiuqing withdrew her hand and looked at the two Tibetan elders: "How?"

The two elders of the Tibetan family were stunned, this detoxification method was like a god.

"You, who are you?" The elder Tibetan was shocked and asked quickly.

Yan Jiuqing thought about it for a while, and remembered that his current cultivation base was absorbed by Songyun, so he said: "Songjia."

The two elders looked at each other and murmured: "The Song family, the Song family is only a third-class family now, how could there be such a genius?"

Feeling emotional, the two elders remembered what Yan Jiuqing said earlier, if they were not treated in time, these Tibetan disciples would not survive three sticks of incense.

Originally, I just regarded this sentence as nonsense, but after Yan Jiuqing showed his hand, the two Tibetan elders no longer questioned Yan Jiuqing's ability, and urged each other: "This master of the Song family, please send the remaining few Let my disciples heal me!"

"There is no free lunch in the world, don't you have to pay something?"

As soon as Yan Jiuqing's words fell, the two elders did not hesitate to take out their many treasures, including spiritual weapons and elixir: "As long as you cure them, these will belong to you."

Yan Jiuqing glanced at a pile of spiritual weapons and elixirs in disgust. Although these things are good things for ordinary humans, in Yan Jiuqing's view, they are meaningless at all.

All he wants now is to buy mad spar for a meal.

The two elders saw Yan Jiuqing's dissatisfaction, but what they put out was already the best thing in their hands, so the two elders hurriedly said: "If it is not enough, after the two of us return to the collector, we will get some good things for you."

While talking, the two elders emptied all their storage bags, and some mad spar fell out.

In fact, these crazy spars can’t even afford the worst one in the pile of items on display, but these crazy spars made Yan Jiuqing raise his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hand, and put them away: "Okay, one by one Life."

Then, Yan Jiuqing used the same method to cure several poisoned Tibetan disciples one by one.

When the last disciple woke up, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Jiuqing's slightly red eyes, and said in a panic, "Demon, demon!"

(End of this chapter)