When Ye Xiu completely suppressed the power of the dragon pattern herbal medicine, it was noon the next day.

The sun hangs high in the sky, and the hot breath hits my face. However, compared with the medicinal power of the dragon pattern grass, this little heat is nothing at all.

After a long breath of turbid air, Ye Xiu stood up from the pile of sand, shaking the yellow sand on his body, feeling as if he had walked from hell.

The place where he saw it was covered with yellow sand, and he didn't even know where he was.

Even if there is a sun as a reference, I don’t know what to do next.

Just as Ye Xiu was about to leave here in an approximate position, a figure appeared in his vision.

Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment. Looking carefully, he found that it was Xia Qi's figure.

There was a burst of ecstasy in my heart.

Even though he had known Xia Qi only yesterday, even if he was a little confused about Xia Qi's name as his young master, if Xia Qi had not stopped the great master last night, he would have died.

Now that he saw Xia Qi still alive, he was naturally very excited.

Just as Ye Xiu saw Xia Qi, Xia Qi also saw Ye Xiu.

He followed Ye Xiu's escape traces, but after he got to the vicinity, he lost Ye Xiu's trace and kept wandering around. Now that he saw Ye Xiu, he immediately accelerated his pace and quickly came to Ye Xiu's side.

"Xia Qi, how are you doing? Isn't it serious?" Ye Xiu asked with a little concern when he saw Xia Qi's slightly pale face.

No matter how powerful Xia Qi was, from the moment Xia Qi discovered the great master, he knew that Xia Qi was definitely not the opponent of the great master.

"It's okay, I just suffered some injuries and was a little weak!" Xia Qi shook his head.

Hearing Xia Qi's blunt statement that it was okay, Ye Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and thought of the grandmaster who did not pursue him, and asked again: "Is that guy injured by you?"

"No, my current cultivation level is no match for him at all. In fact, I can't even stop him for a moment..." Xia Qi shook his head again.

Ye Xiu frowned. If Xia Qi hadn't injured the grandmaster, why did the other party not chase him?

"Young master, the master is here..." Xia Qi didn't know what Ye Xiu was thinking, but just told him what he knew.

"Huh?" Ye Xiu was stunned again. Master? Shouldn't the master in Xia Qi's mouth be the saint of the Witch God Sect? She actually came?

Xia Qi didn't say anything anymore, and quickly fought with the grandmaster, his heart was shattered, and finally the saint appeared and told him that he had saved him with his own essence and blood.

Of course, if an ordinary person's heart is broken, even if he takes action, it will be irrescue. After all, the person will die long ago. However, even if his heart is broken due to the practice of the exercises, he will only enter a state of false death, just like he is sleeping.

Even if you don’t have the essence and blood of the Saint, you will slowly recover after hundreds of years, but you will be even weaker at that time.

For him, unless his brain is completely destroyed, it is difficult to die!

When Ye Xiu heard that Xia Qi's entire heart was shattered but was saved by someone with his essence and blood, he was shocked and speechless.

Isn’t this similar to the legendary immortal body?

Also, what kind of existence does the master in Xia Qi's mouth exist? He was able to quickly repair Xia Qi's heart with a drop of essence and blood?
Chapter completed!