Supreme Medicinal God

Jiang Xingbao laughed proudly and disdainfully: "Assassinated me? Haha, it's really arrogant. Even if you are a human being, even if you give you ten daggers, I'm afraid it won't hurt me. You might as well try to commit suicide.

Jiang Xing's words provoked a mocking look among those demons, and there was much discussion.

"This human being is really too rampant to dare to talk to the general like this."

"Indecent and ignorant."

"If it weren't because he was going to see the boy, I would have slaughtered him."

After taking the green pill, the young man's body continued to tremble, just like a sieve bean. The demons mostly looked dignified, while staring at the young man and at the same time as Ye Feng. As long as there was something wrong with the young man, look for Ye Feng Settle accounts.

After shaking for a while, the young man suddenly seemed to relax and closed his eyes gently, as if he were dead.

At this time, the young man was poisoned deeply, and most of his body organs entered a state of false death on the verge of death, and even the magic elements in the magic core disappeared.

The Gu Gu also fell off the magic nuclei and got into the blood vein, intending to leave the boy's body.

But the grub was also affected by the poison, floating in the blood float.

Ye Feng had been holding Jiang Xing's sharp dagger, and gently stroked the young man's chest, and a black blood shed out of the wound.

Ye Feng's hands were fast, and when the worms were shocked, the blade of the blade lightly picked up the black worm, the size of a rice grain, and adsorbed it on the tip of the knife, sticking it out of the blood vessel.

Ye Feng threw the sharp dagger violently. Like a tofu, the sharp dagger plunged deeply into the gold-encrusted head of the bed with almost no handle.

Then Ye Feng took out a grain of rice from her arms pretending to be pretending, and the white detoxification pills were directly inserted into the young man's mouth.

"You're done, I'm exhausted. I have to drink some water."

Having finished speaking, Ye Feng ignored the lord Jiang Zhong, the general Jiang Xing, and the general manager of them, and walked straight to the table, picked up a pot of water on the table, and poured it himself.

Looking at the young man in bed motionless and bleeding on the chest, Jiang Zhong was a little disappointed, staring at Ye Feng with a humiliating look.

"Why is my son motionless, is he poisoned by you?"

Uncle Bao also stared closely at the young man who had entered the state of false death, and his forehead also oozed out big sweat beads. If he did not detoxify the young man in time and rescued him, the fake death would become real death.

Ye Feng didn't care, he only drank himself and didn't look at the little boy in bed.

Just when Jiang Xing was about to pull out the dagger at the head of the bed, the young man opened his mouth violently, took a deep breath, widened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with terror, as if he had closed the door from the ghost door.

Seeing his son awake, Jiang Zhong quickly hugged his son.

The little boy was skinny and as light as cotton. Although the knife wound on his chest was very narrow, he was still bleeding.

"Dad, I want to drink water."

Several families who had been waiting for the next flutter, quickly brought the kettle over and drank the little boy.

Hearing his son shouting his father, Jiang re-emerged with surprise. His son's voice was much louder than before. He didn't even speak this month. He pointed to the kettle weakly every time and said he wanted to drink water.

Ye Feng smiled on the river: "Be careful, there is a black worm on the tip of the knife. This is not an ordinary worm, but a worm that was specially bred for your devil, even if the general you reach the sixth level. It's a good move."

I was really afraid that I would become a young man. The general's hand was held on the handle, but he didn't dare to pull out.

He gritted his teeth and carefully pulled the knife from the head of the bed. He saw a black insect the size of a rice grain stuck on the tip of the dagger. If it wasn't Ye Feng who said it was a grub, he wouldn't put this black insect at all. Seriously.

He still likes this dagger, but he doesn't want to throw it away because of this black grub.

He asked Ye Feng: "How to deal with this grub?"

"Find a bowl of white vinegar, put it in, and it will drown after a while."

The chief instructed the servant: "Come here, find some hemostatic medicine, wipe the blood on the young man's chest, and apply the medicine."

Without the erosion of the worms, the young man's look was much better. The antidote given by Ye Feng, with some medicinal properties of Guben Peiyuan, also quickly restored his magic core to some vitality.

After all, the young man is a child, and he has a particularly strong resilience. After the magic core re-worked, it began to emit the magic elements needed by the body to nourish his weak body.

He opened Shui Lingling's big eyes and asked: "Dad, what's wrong with me, I'm so hungry, do I sleep for a long time? I want to eat."

The big housekeeper quickly ordered the servant to prepare meals for the little master.

Seeing his son regain his life, Jiang Chong burst out laughing. The vigilance of Ye Feng just now disappeared, and his expression was respectful.

"I didn't expect you a human doctor to be able to cure our demons. The medical skills are really superb."

Uncle Bao said with a smile: "Actually, medical skills are non-racial."

The general manager glanced at Ye Feng: "It is regardless of race, but it must be at a certain level."

Ye Feng smiled and said: "Yes, the master is right."

"Doctor Ye, can you come with this deity?"

Jiang Zhonghe and the general manager led Ye Feng and Uncle Bao to a study room next door.

Jiang Zhong said politely: "Two doctors please sit down."

Uncle Bao and Ye Feng looked at each other and sat on the study sofa.

The general manager asked a servant to pour a cup of tea to Ye Feng and Uncle Bao.

When the servant poured tea to Ye Feng, he recognized Ye Feng and Uncle Bao as human beings. His eyes were full of envy. Unexpectedly, the lord would let humans sit in his study and give them tea.

Jiang Zhong looked serious and lowered his voice and asked, "I don't know Dr. Ye, can you tell me, who will give the child a Gu Gu?"

Ye Feng took a sip of tea, and there was a fishy smell in the tea of ​​the magic world, which was not as good as his Longjing tea.

Ye Feng disagreed and said: "The demon people do not necessarily have such a skill. This kind of grub is actually very spiritual. I feel like it is done by the demon people."

Uncle Bao only drank tea, did not speak, and talked to the demon lord. If he said something wrong, he might all be killed by death. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng would pull the demon people in so directly.

In Mojiang City, the east area is the site of the Mozu people, the west area is the area where the tribe gathers, and the south area is mostly the site of the demon people.

Ye Feng said this, I am afraid that the demons of Mojiang City will suffer.

Ye Feng's words made Jiang Zhong and the general manager in deep thought, and they looked at each other.

The general manager seemed to be enlightened: "Dr. Ye's words reminded me that, six months ago, Lord Lord and Young Master went to the Southern District to buy things. I don't know if you remember?"