It would be okay if it was the Earth-Crafting Pill, but the Tianhua Pill shocked the earth, the Xuanhua Pill was resurrected from the dead, and the Huanghua Pill stayed forever. If it worked, it would definitely be noticed. But I have never heard of anyone taking it in these years.

So many pills are gone.

Where have you gone?

Zhan Zhan's heart sank. When he was reading the book, he saw that Han Feixie had a prescription, and later he also refined a pill, but he never saw that he had used it. In other words, the efficacy of the resurrection drug is also a mystery to him, the reader.

He really wanted to wear it back and read the book carefully. Is this resurrection medicine available or not? It's too bad to say it clearly.

Xie Dianfeng obviously felt that it was a scam. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time. After returning to his senses, he got angry again, "A nonsense! He actually questioned the talented ancestor!"

Wang Yuanqiu said: "Or what else is there? The talented ancestor loved his wife as his life before his death, but refused to follow the advice of others to use medicine to resurrect his wife. It was also a good story. It was quite strange to think about it at this time."

Xie Dianfeng said: "He was already the number one pharmacist in the world at that time, why bother to slander yourself if you don't!"

Wang Yuanqiu sighed and said, "Has Master forgotten? At that time, the pharmacist had just been broken down from the trialist. It was the time when the struggle with the trialist was the most intense. The trialist had the advantage of martial arts and could continue to create new drugs. If they did not have the super-level formula, how could there be a glorious medicine emperor? The pharmacist industry had long since become a second-rate. The talented ancestors used the name of the Four Transformation Pills to join forces with the pharmacists who were suppressed and unable to recover at that time to make a comeback. Over the years, we have been suppressing the trialists, just because they are afraid that they will form a climate and pose a threat to them?"

Xie Dianfeng said angrily: "Bastard! Increase his ambition and destroy his majesty! Who can become a Medicine Emperor is not a choice among thousands of trainings?! The Medicine Emperor Village has always adhered to the principle of preferring nothing but being useless, and has never had anything to do. The elder brother is not qualified and unwilling to study hard and practice hard, and has been made into medicine. What is the trialist? If all the diseases in the world are waiting for them to create new medicines, they would have died of illness long ago!"

Wang Yuanqiu subconsciously retorted: "But we are just keeping our true colors..."

"Are you fake looking for medicines and testing them all over the years?"

"But what we tried..."

"Hahaha!" Xie Dianfeng suddenly interrupted him with a loud laugh, "I understand! Making up this lie is just to cover up the private sale of the Four Transformations Pills."

Wang Yuanqiu's face changed.

Xie Dianfeng said: "Do you think you don't know about selling Xuanhua Pill to Master Bai Meng in private?"

Wang Yuanqiu said stutteringly: "This is a reason for this."

Zhan Zhan said intimately: It turns out that the resurrection medicine of Bai Mengzhu also came out of Yaohuangzhuang. This proves that the little girl in Bai Mengshan said that Bai Mengshan had a resurrection medicine, but it is another matter whether the medicine is real or not.

"No need to defend yourself! I sold the pills to Master Bai Meng, and took some messy pills to pretend. I was afraid of being noticed, so I made up the lie of the prescription of the talented ancestor. Hahahahaha..." Xie Dianfeng's voice was crazy, "I was blind at the beginning and I recognized him as my apprentice! Kill him, A Meng killed him!"

Wang Yuanqiu covered his neck with his hands, felt the wound healing gradually, and ran out.

A Meng jumped on him and rolled into a ball on the spot.

Zhan Zhan heard the sound of falling and smashing in the secret room, and said worriedly: "Master, is it okay?"

Xie Dianfeng said angrily: "Beast! Who is the master?"

Zhan Zhan: "..."

Han Feixie suddenly took his hand and hid next to him.

It turned out that A Meng pulled open the wound on Wang Yuanqiu's neck with his claws. Wang Yuanqiu counterattacked before his death. The sword energy burst out and penetrated A Meng's chest. A Meng screamed and fell backwards. At the same time, the door of the secret room suddenly opened.

A black shadow pounced out from inside, kneeling in front of Wang Yuanqiu's body with his legs, lifted up his right hand holding chopsticks and inserted it hard into Wang Yuanqiu's face.

But in an instant, Wang Yuanqiu's face was vague and unrecognizable. The minced meat, blood and brain matter splashed with his movements, spreading out star by star.

Zhan Zhan held Han Feixie's hand that he took the initiative to hand over, and ran out while covering his mouth and retching.

Two people ran out of the ice cellar, and a gust of wind came after them.

"We are all going to die today!" Xie Dianfeng bent his feet strangely, walking with his hands alone, but his speed was one step faster than Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan. In the blink of an eye, his palm attacked Zhan Zhan's back.

Han Feixie pushed Zhan Zhan away and turned around. Hei Rumo's eyes flashed with a kumquat-colored light. He raised his right hand, bounced his fingers and shouted, "Broken!"

Xie Dianfeng was hit hard, grabbed his shoulder with his fingers, and sneered: "Little beast! Overestimate one's ability!"

Han Feixie was grabbed by him and threw it out.

Zhan Zhan rushed over to pick him up, but he didn't expect the position. Han Feixie's back hit his shoulder and fell down in response.

Zhan Zhan said with a sad face: "If I had known it, I would have learned to play badminton well."

Han Feixie slapped his thigh and stood up, aimed at Xie Dianfeng and raised his right hand, and bounced his fingers again, "Break!"

Xie Dianfeng was hit in the chest again and said arrogantly: "Little beast, can you only know this?"

Zhan Zhan stood up and said, "Look." Jin Qian had taught him an attack technique at the beginning, but his level was too low at that time and could not be used. When the kung fu was high, he only used to hit fat beasts. Only today would he have the chance to fight against the enemy. He looked at Xie Dianfeng and punched hard.

A blue-purple sword energy turned into a fist in the air and hit Xie Dianfeng's chest hard.

Xie Dianfeng's body shook for a moment and shouted, "Looking for death." He slapped his hands on the ground and smashed Zhan Zhan like a ball.

Han Feixie blocked Zhan Zhan's body, raised his hand calmly, bent his fingers and bounced!

"break!"

A fire suddenly burst out from the position where Xie Dianfeng was hit in the chest, and then the blood column was the one.

Han Feixie pulled Zhan Zhan and ran away.

"Ah!" Xie Dianfeng roared wildly, and a yellow sword with a strong light shot out from his mouth. The sword was divided into thousands of ways, like a heavy rain, shooting towards Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan.

Han Feixie shouted: "Lying down!"

Zhan Zhan rushed forward and lay on the ground.

The heavy rain shot through their heads, rolling the mist at the entrance of the cave in a cloud of air!

The sun shines in from outside the cave, dispelling the haze inside the cave.

Zhan Zhan and Han Feixie did not dare to delay, so they quickly got up and continued to run out.

Halfway through the run, Zhan Zhan couldn't help but look in, then grabbed Han Feixie and said, "Look, he doesn't move!"

Han Feixie turned around. Xie Dianfeng lay on his back on the ground, and there was no movement.

Zhan Zhan said: "The blinking magic skill is so powerful. I'm dead."

Han Feixie said: "It is the Fire Yang finger of the Fire Yang Qi. If his colorful divine clothes were not gone, he would have never been able to play them."

Zhan Zhan said: "Is it blown away by gunpowder?"

Both sides talked and approached.

Xie Dianfeng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and smiled grimly at him. A sword energy broke out from his body, several times faster than Wang Yuanqiu's. Before Zhan Zhan could react, he was knocked to the ground by Han Feixie.

"Damn!" Zhan Zhan looked at the light of Han Feixie and flashed behind him. He was so scared that he hurriedly pushed Han Feixie, and found that he had fainted, but the hand holding his arm did not release, and his nails had been pinched into the flesh.

Zhan Zhan finally turned around and turned him over, but he found that his eyes were closed and his face was as pale as paper. He crawled to see Xie Dianfeng, and then turned back after he was sure that he had died.

"Faixie! Feixie!" He didn't dare to touch him, so he could only pat his cheek and call, "Wake up, at least wake up and tell me what to do?" He waited for a long time without any reaction, and his fingers were put under Han Feixie's breath, and he found that he was exhausted.

This shock is extraordinary.

He sat there for a long time, and suddenly ran to the medicine cabinet and rummaged through the cabinet desperately. The cold air kept emitting from his body, but the body temperature rose directly. His hands were shaking when he opened the drawer, and he couldn't remember how many drawers had been knocked over.

The clanging sound was like the scene of a robbery.

The drawer was too fast to close, and his fingers were pinched suddenly. The pain broke for a long time before it reached his brain. He knelt on the ground, his palm pressed against the ground, and found that the ground was wet. After a while, he realized that it was his sweaty hands.

It took a long time for my head to start thinking.

Han Feixie is dead, Han Feixie is the protagonist, how could the protagonist die?

He suddenly rushed out and picked Han Feixie up, rushed into the ice cellar desperately, put him on the ice bed, and turned his head to rush into the secret room. Xie Dianfeng said that he had collected all the magic medicines in person, and there must be something to save here.

Resurrection medicine, Xuanhua pill, Xuanhua pill!

He rushed into the secret room and was about to find something when he saw five basin-sized holes in the secret room. There was a mirror obliquely in the hole. Each mirror had a different view. On one side was the entrance, on the other side was the intersection after entering the hole, on the other side was the cave with medicine cabinets, on the other side was the hole with horse legs, and on the other side was the ice cellar.

Is this Xie Dianfeng's monitor?

He turned his head and saw a copper trumpet under each hole. He raised his hand and tapped it gently, but heard a sound coming from the ice cellar.

This is a microphone, no wonder Xie Dianfeng's voice is everywhere.

"Well."

A moan suddenly came from outside.

Zhan Zhan's heart tightened, and he remembered A Meng who fell to the ground and ran out again. But it was not A Meng who got up, but Han Feixie.

When you look at each other, you have thousands of words to say.

Zhan Zhan said: "Is it a ghost?"

“…” Han is not the evil way, “.”

Zhan Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the ground with his legs softened. "I was so scared that I was exhausted just now."

"Not right now." Han Feixie got off the bed and "taken the fake death medicine."

Zhan Zhan wished he could hit him to death, "forget it."

Han Feixie said: "So, putting the ice bed on the ice does not mean that you want to use the cold air to suppress the manic fire yang energy in your body, but that you feel dead and want to preserve the body?"

Zhan Zhan said: "Can you say it in a tone that doesn't seem so stupid?"

Han Feixie came over and touched his head, "It's a blessing to be stupid."

Zhan Zhan: "..."

"Where is Xie Dianfeng?"

"Diet, what about outside."
To be continued...