He raised his eyebrows: "You can still give me some advice, I'll treat her." Feng Xiaoxun's possessiveness is not ordinary. Even though he knew that Feiyue was not taken advantage of by Di Shiyin, he still had some small knots in his heart. In this life, he didn't want Feiyue to have any skin ties with Di Shiyin again...

Indra looked at him indifferently for a moment: "If you want her to resurrect, you must restore the vitality of her bloodline. You must use the Rongyang Gong to open up the eight extraordinary meridians. Do you have this skill now?"

Feng Xiaoxun's face turned pale and he was speechless. The Rongyang Technique must be used by those who have practiced to the level of the God of the God. Before his demonic power was washed away, he could barely use it, but now it is not possible. His skill is not as good as a level of the Immortal...

He paused and stepped back: "Then you come!"

Indra looked like a smile: "You won't go out?"

Feng Xiaoxun stood against the corner of the wall: "I will reduce my presence, just cast the spell." He had to watch it with his own eyes before he could feel at ease.

A hint of ridicule flashed in Di Shiyin's eyes and said lightly: "Since you are worried about me, please ask Gao Ming!"

He turned around and wanted to leave, his sleeves tightened, and Feng Xiaoxun pulled his sleeves: "Okay, you're here, I'll go out!" No matter what, Feiyue's life is the most important.

Di Shiyin's face turned dark and pulled her sleeve back: "What do you mean by pulling and pulling?!" If the little girl Qingyu saw it, she might think of the broken sleeve again...

He glanced at Feng Xiaoxun again: "Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of her?" The boy begged him to save people, but he was also guarding him like a thief, which made him speechless.

Feng Xiaoxun looked back at him: "You can't." He already has Qingyu, right?

"Since you know not, what are you struggling with?" Indra unceremoniously exposed him.

Feng Xiaoxun took a breath: "I'm afraid you can't be too busy, so it's better to help you."

This reason is really far-fetched. Di Shiyin didn't say anything, just looked at him lazily.

Feng Xiaoxun endured it again and again, and couldn't help it, and finally asked the doubt in his heart: "Why do you have to go out?" He could stand in the corner of the wall, or even hold his breath, and he could definitely make his presence zero and not disturb the other party to save people...

Di Shiyin smiled leisurely: "I'm afraid you'll steal the teacher. My medical skills are not published. Could it be that you want to worship me as your teacher?"

Feng Xiaoxun: "..." He became a disciple and was a big-headed ghost! It was already very good for him to recognize his brother, and he still wanted him to become a disciple? It was a dream! No one can be his Feng Xiaoxun's master!
Chapter completed!