Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 941

Less than half an hour's work.

Outside the door, Dean Situ hurried in with a brocade box in his hand.

"Girl, all the medicinal materials you need are in there. You can check to see if there is anything missing."

Feng Qingge took the brocade box and checked it quickly.

After confirming that all the medicinal materials were correct, he opened his mouth gratefully to Dean Situ.

"President Situ, thank you this time."

"Hehe. Girl Qingge, why are you being polite to me? Well, well, since the medicinal materials are all ready, then we won't bother you. Mr. Nangong, Xiao Shisan, Lu'er, let's go out first, don't Disturb Qingge girl refining medicine."

Dean Situ waved his hand and said to Nangongyou and the others.

"Okay. Sister Qingge, don't be in a hurry. Everything will be discussed after Xiaofeng is rescued."

Before leaving, Yun Jingyan did not forget to remind him.

"Yes, Miss, what the Thirteenth Prince said is correct." Lu'er nodded in agreement.

"Xiao Ge'er, we're outside. If you have anything to do, just call us." Nangong You added with a concerned face.

Feng Qingge nodded and said, "Don't worry."

Dean Situ and his party turned and left the room.

Before leaving, he still thoughtfully closed the door for her.

In the room, it became quiet in an instant.

...

house.

As soon as the door was closed, Elder Feng suddenly appeared in mid-air with a "whoosh".

Quickly separated a ray of consciousness, and explored Xiaofeng's meridians.

After a while, Mr. Feng let out a soft "Huh" sound from his mouth.

"Eh? This is..." Elder Feng's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Teacher, have you found anything?"

When Feng Qingge heard the voice, she quickly turned her head and looked at Old Feng in a hurry.

Elder Feng silently nodded, and said with a thoughtful face.

"Girl, don't you think that the berserk fire-attributed energy in Xiaofeng's body seems a little weird?"

"Yes."

Feng Qingge nodded.

She didn't need to be reminded by Mr. Feng, she had already discovered this.

Ordinary spiritual power, once out of the warrior's control, will quickly disappear.

But the mass of violent fire attribute spiritual power in Xiaofeng's body was obviously still destroying Xiaofeng's meridians and bones.

This situation is really too weird.

"Teacher, have you ever encountered such a thing before?"

Feng Qingge looked up at Elder Feng, and opened her mouth inquiringly.

Hearing this, Elder Feng silently narrowed his eyes.

An unprecedented serious expression appeared on his old face.

"Before I fell into a deep sleep, I also heard that there was such an evil technique on the Chiyan Continent."

"This method is for the cultivator to inject fire-attributed spiritual power into the opponent's body, causing serious injuries to the opponent. Although it will not be fatal on the spot, the ball of fire-attributed spiritual power will always exist in the opponent's body, endlessly scorching him meridians and body, until the other party’s meridians are cut off, they are tortured by the burning fire, and finally die.”

Having said this, Elder Feng's tone became solemn in vain.

"The only one who can practice this kind of evil technique is a pharmacist."

"It's really too vicious." Feng Qingge said coldly.

This method of torturing the opponent is simply inhumane.

Just ask...

To be tortured by the raging fire every day and every night, until the meridians all over the body are cut off, it can't stop. What a vicious method.

"Yes, it is indeed insidious."

Elder Feng nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)