Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

The objects are poured into the glass bottle, and the contents can be seen in full view.

The whole thing looks foggy, but the boundary is clear. After a close look, it is still creeping slowly.

Then with a bang, a rusty stove appeared in front of Zhou Yi.

He rubbed his hands first, then his face.

Then he looked at the glass bottle with a smile and said to himself, "come on, let me see what you are most afraid of."

As the voice dropped, Zhou Yi took out a herb and threw it into the alchemy stove.

In fact, those seemingly creeping black fog are just the energy they fight in.

To Zhou Yi's surprise, the energy was corroded into this color after entering the bottle.

And the real culprit is the little black spots hidden in the gray energy. If you just look at it with the naked eye, you can't see anything at all.

Three days later, Zhou Yi finally walked out of the room.

Mo Qingcheng always wanted to go in to see him these days, but he was afraid to disturb him, so he had to resist.

However, when he saw Zhou Yi, who was pale, walked out of the door, Mo Qingcheng put his arms around his waist with a sad face, and then buried his head in his arms and said, "Zhou Yi, are you ok?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine, and I've found a way to suppress or treat this virus!" Zhou Yi's face is pale, but his eyes are full of smile.

These three days of persistence is not in vain.

Then Zhou Yi called the old man in Huaxia: "hello...

" go ahead, what do you want? " Before Zhou Yi's words have been finished, there is a reply.

Zhou Yi was a little surprised, and then he was relieved. It was impossible for him not to know what had happened in Jiangcheng, and who was thinking about it.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi was not polite and said directly: "after my research, there is a miraculous medicine called magic spirit grass that can relieve the current poison, but I don't have this kind of miraculous medicine. In other words, you can help me find out where this kind of herbal medicine grows in general!"

In fact, Zhou Yi knows where the medicine grows.

This kind of miraculous medicine called magic spirit grass likes cold.

The colder the place, the more vigorous it grows.

In the past, there was only one cold place in the 3000 kingdoms, so it was not difficult to find it.

But now there are too many cold places on the earth, so Zhou Yi can't find it in the shortest time by himself. Therefore, he hopes that the old man can help him look up the classics or ask the old people who practice immortals.

"Well, any other questions?" The old man answered happily.

Zhou Yi shook his head and then said, "there is no more at present. If there is any problem in the future, I will trouble you again."

The old man laughed and then hung up.

In fact, Zhou Yi did not expect that the old man's action was really fast. Three hours later, he called again.

"A few years ago, a friar once collected some magic spirit grass on Yudu peak, but it happened to coincide with the birth of ice crystal Phoenix, so those herbs were also left in the snow mountain."

Listening to the old man's story, Zhou Yidao was very surprised. Even the mythical things they could meet in yudufeng, it was really amazing.

However, the more frequent the occurrence of such magical events, it is the real place with abundant aura. It is normal for the illusory spirits to live in such places in the past.

After hanging up the old man's phone call, Zhou Yi wanted to discuss with others.

But I just came to the door and remembered that Wang Chuan was the only one who could discuss with him. But now Wang Chuan was locked in the back building of the private hospital.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi made another call.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Chuan was taken back from the private hospital by Zhou Yi.

"Keke... Sir, you don't have to... Cough... Care about me. I'm afraid I will infect... Cough... Give you and ink... Cough..."

after three days' absence, Wang Chuan has sunken his eyes and seems to have lost more than ten jin.

And even if he is now wearing a suit, he has already lost his former glory.

Zhou Yi also couldn't help sighing, and then said, "Qingcheng, I asked her to go back to the ink house first, and I took you out to let you try the medicine for me. I wonder if Wang Dong agrees?"

"For the sake of Jiangcheng, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough.

Zhou Yi nodded.

Then a small porcelain cup appeared in his hand.

"Mr. Wang, drink it!" The voice of Wang Yi's words came down in front of him.

Wang Chuan took over, without saying a word, he directly turned his head and poured it down.

After drinking, Wang Chuan coughed violently again. His whole face turned to pig liver color, but he was still coughing.Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and put it on Wang Chuan's back. Then a pure spiritual power was slowly injected into Wang Chuan's shoulder bones.

Wang Chuan's cough was much lower.

Wang Chuan waved his hand and said, "Sir, you don't have to waste your spiritual power... Cough... It's useless!"

For a moment, Zhou Yi did find that Lingli had no effect on his disease control.

However, after half an hour, the medicine Wang Chuan drank played a role. Instead of coughing, Wang Chuan closed his eyes slowly and fell on the sofa.

Zhou Yi was scared to death by his action, thinking that what he had let him drink had a side effect.

But when he reached out and tried under Wang Chuan's nose, he found that he was just sleeping in the past.

It seems that during these three days, Wang Chuan never stopped coughing, and of course he never closed his eyes. So now the cough stopped, and he went to sleep with a tilt of his head.

With a wry smile, Zhou Yi took off Wang Chuan's shoes and covered him with a thin blanket. Then he left at ease.

As soon as he turned around, the doorbell rang.

Zhou Yi is a little strange. Generally, there are only two people who can ring his doorbell. One is the one who is sleeping on his sofa, and the other is the old man of China.

But now Jiangcheng is a troubled time. The old man of China will not come here. Who can it be?

It seems that in order to prove that they have been there, the doorbell has never stopped.

Zhou Yi rubbed his temple, then went to the gate and pulled it open.

"It's Mr. Rong!"

Opening the gate, Zhou Yi saw that Rongguang and Rongming were standing at the gate.

Smell speech, two people also one face apologetic say: "venture to visit, also hope Mr. Zhou don't blame! We just heard that you took Mr. Wang away... "

so this is why the two people came to the door?

"Oh, two of you are sleeping, please."

Zhou Yi nodded. Since both of them are here, he can't drive them away!

They both nodded at the same time, and then they walked into the room