The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

   Chapter 138 Are you going back to the dark night?

   He was about to go crazy. If there was no way out, he wouldn't be able to find Mingxin Courtyard, and now he can only help Bei Yehan.

   "It's good to do everything." Bei Yehan replied calmly with five words.

   What does the life and death of others have to do with him?

   "All..." When Ming Bufan heard his words, a bad breath stuck in his throat, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

   "You said it lightly, those disciples are all living beings."

  What are you doing? What he wants is to find a way to revive and detoxify those people.

   "A Shang, if they can't get rid of the poison, they will be controlled by others, but they will be more than 20 ghost corpses."

   He stretched out **** and placed them in front of Bei Yehan forcefully.

   Besides, it wasn't a problem with the twenty or so disciples. It's only been three days, so I don't know what will happen after that.

   There are so many disciples in the academy, and it is impossible for every disciple to be guarded by a master, and there are not so many masters.

   "What can you do?" Bei Yehan asked him.

   "I... we have to find a way to detoxify them." Fate said 'we', not 'me'.

   "You want to go back to the dark night?"

   Hearing Bei Yehan's question, Ming Bufan's eyes widened immediately.

   The frowning of Lao Gao's brows is enough to prove how much he dislikes the word 'night dark'.

   "I won't go back, but you can." He looked at Bei Yehan with hopeful eyes.

   He will never go back to that place in his life, but Bei Yehan can always do it, right? As long as he is willing, he will definitely be able to bring back the detoxification pill to treat those disciples.

   "This Saint is not willing."

  However, Bei Yehan refused without even thinking about it.

   Don't say that those disciples have nothing to do with him, even if there are, he will not go to the Dark Night Holy Land for them.

   "You—why don't you want to be so decisive? You always have to go back. By the way, get some medicine pills to save your life, isn't it easy?"

  Ming Bufan was about to be **** off by Bei Yehan, staring at him with two black eyes full of anger.

   "A piece of meat is indispensable for a trip back."

   However, Bei Yehan still ignored his words, just pretending that it was just a breeze.

   "A-Shang, we can't see death without saving you, don't worry, I will protect that girl from Chuxin, okay?" Ming Bufan continued to persuade him when he didn't speak.

   "You don't have to persuade this sage, this sage always speaks with one word."

   Every time he returned to the Dark Night Holy Land, only he knew in his heart how much he did not want to see that woman.

   Now that he can finally go back to the place he doesn't want to go without being forced by his heart, how could he step in again?

   "A Shang!" Ming Bufan was grinding his silver teeth, but he could only look at him helplessly.

  What Bei Yehan didn't want to do, no matter how much he persuaded it would be useless, he knew that.

   But he also doesn't... It's not that he doesn't want to, but he can't go back to the Dark Night Holy Land, so what should I do?

   "Otherwise, would you let Qiong Qi go back?" he suggested.

   If you don’t go back by yourself, it’s always alright to send a subordinate to go there, right? This should be promised, right?

   "After all these years, you can't even make the antidote for ghost corpse poison?" Bei Yehan asked.

  Fate: "..."

  Is the antidote for him being a ghoul a sugar pill, anyone can make it?

   "It's not that the deity is not good enough, but... this is Xuanji Continent."

   But, how could he admit that he was not good enough?

   (end of this chapter)