After they left, only a few pharmacists from the Immortal Cultivation World were left outside the screen.

"Is there really nothing I can do?"

Yuwen Lie stood outside the screen, sighed lightly, and asked the pharmacists in a low voice. His eyes were as sharp as a sword, looking at the gums on the inside of the screen. The screen seemed to be useless to him.

"If you go back to the prince, you will be unable to make the world come true unless the Eastern Pharmacist is here. With our spells, we can only protect the Miss's life for three days at most."

The most experienced Pharmacist He whispered.

They were talking outside the screen, and their voices were very small, so they were not allowed to know the second princess inside.

"Is God's will so do?" Yu Wen Lie looked up at the sky outside the window and whispered: "The Eastern Pharmacist went to the 'Northern Desert Wasteland'. It was 80,000 miles away. Even if he could contact him, it would be useless..."

"Father." The gentle and weak voice of the second princess came from the inside of the screen.

"Xin'er." Yu Wen Lie took a deep breath and walked in with deep guilt on his face.

"Don't worry, Father, I have sensed the arrival of the noble man, and I am destined to be without any worries about my life."

The second princess comforted her whispered, and there seemed to be a little joy and expectation in her voice.

"Negotiable?" Yuwen Lie paused, "Xin'er, can what you said be true?"

“It’s true.”

"But...but where is the noble man?" the little princess said with a puzzled look on her face.

Yang Fan stood outside the screen, and his heart moved again: "Isn't this a coincidence..."

If this is true, then this second princess would be too terrible...

"Yang Yaoshi, why haven't you come in yet!"

The little princess suddenly thought of something, exclaimed, rushed out, and told Yang Fan.

"Haha, Yang is also curious..."

A strange look appeared in Yang Fan's eyes, and he walked into the inside of the screen with a calm expression.

"Who are you?"

King Yuwen Lie of Yan, his eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at the young and excessive pharmacist in front of him. In a faint suffocating breath pressed towards Yang Fan.
Chapter completed!