I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

And at least she is still the head of Wanjian Sect for now, so she can remove Qingcang Peak if she wants to.

They still have a handle in their hands.

Thinking this way, Ju Lan curled her lips confidently. The time is almost up, and the skin on her face should be finished. She couldn't help but caressed her face, and then retracted her fingers as if they were scalded.

Do not!
Ju Lan's eyes widened in horror, and her pupils shrank.

How could this be?
Why is her face still pitted, uneven, and there is a steady stream of pus overflowing?
Isn't the pill of Shenhaozong very effective? Why didn't it work this time...

Could it be that she ate too little?
Ju Lan thought about it, and felt that it was very possible. She stuffed all the pills into her mouth like a gulp, and went to the doctor in a hurry.

At the same time, a bad premonition crossed her mind. Could it be that the poison has not been cured for a long time, and it has been deeply ingrained in her face, right?

Swallowing all the pills together, Ju Lan choked a little panicked, her cheeks were bulging, so many pills were stuffed into her mouth without cherishing it, it felt like a cruel thing.

Ju Lan finally swallowed them together, and felt that there was no reaction from the whole body, and her face was still the same.

How could this be so?
Ju Lan clenched her fists, her beautiful eyes were shocked and disappointed.

Another thought crossed her mind, could it be that the young master of Shenhaozong gave her a fake pill?
But it doesn't make sense, as the young master of the world's largest sect, it would be too embarrassing for him to give her such a thing.

So what's going on?

She thought she would have to ask a doctor to take a good look at it.

"Can my face be saved?" Ju Lan, who put on her veil again, said urgently to the aged doctor.

The old man stroked his beard calmly, "Girl, don't worry, I will wait for the old man to observe your pulse." Then he picked up a silk scarf and put it on her hand to feel the pulse. It's a long process, at least Ju Lan thinks so.

Ju Lan stared at the old man, not letting go of any expression on his face. At the beginning, the old man frowned slightly, but later his face became more serious, and there was even a little sweat on his forehead, which continued to flow popping out.

Seeing his appearance, Ju Lan was so anxious that she couldn't help asking, "What's going on?"

The old man shook his head extremely restrained, forced himself to calm himself down, "Girl, don't panic, wait for the old man to take a look at your injuries."

Ju Lan bit her lips hesitantly, but her face was really ugly, she didn't want more people to see it...

"Since this is the case, if the girl doesn't trust the old man, then the old man will leave first." The old man felt that he was not trusted, so he picked up the medicine box and was about to leave.

"Don't go." Ju Lan heard her voice trembling, "I'll show you."

"Just don't be afraid, sir."

Only then did the old doctor stretch his brows, and put down the medicine box arrogantly. Before he could say anything, he was shocked by the scene before him.

He had never seen such a disgusting face...

Can you still describe this face?
The whole face was riddled with holes, and no good meat could be seen. It seemed to be rotten, with blood and pus, and even a stench, as if there were flies coming here...

How can this be ruled, there is no law to rule it, it is already rotten flesh...

The old man trembled with his lips and trembling legs. He heard his own voice uncontrollably, "Girl, I can't cure your disease. This poison is already dying. Even if Hua Tuo is alive, I can't do anything..."

Hearing this, Ju Lan furrowed her eyebrows and stared at her beautiful eyes, "You quack doctor! It must be your problem!"

The old man responded indiscriminately, he just wanted to escape from the scene quickly, because he was afraid that he would vomit in the next second, "Yes, yes, yes, the old man is a quack doctor, I will leave first..."

Ju Lan shouted at the top of her lungs, "Get out of here!"

The old doctor ran away rolling and crawling, until the old doctor disappeared from her sight, Ju Lan's chest was still heaving violently, yes, it must be the problem of that doctor, he is not good at medicine, she invites another one to try.

……

"Girl, I can't cure your disease."

"Girl, I have never seen such a strange disease, I am really helpless..."

"The old man's medical skills are not good, and there is really nothing he can do."

"Girl, there is no rule of law."

……

Ju Lan didn't know how many doctors she invited, but all of them gave the same answer.

Ju Lan's whole body was completely limp, and she slumped on the ground like a puddle of mud.

how so?Is there really no way to heal her face?
How did things come to this?
At first, she just wanted to keep her face from being discovered by the young master of Shenhaozhong...

Ju Lan couldn't hold back anymore and squatted on the ground hugging her head, and burst into tears...

……

"one."

"one!"

"two."

"two!"

"three."

"three!"

Everyone in Qing Cang Peak followed Nan He, and they all got up to practice swords before dawn.

Nan He stood at the front, using his most standard movements for more than ten years to demonstrate, and the others did not neglect, closely following his movements and began to practice.

Seeing this scene, Nan He felt really comfortable in his heart. In this way, their Qingcang Peak will become stronger just around the corner, and their Qingcang Peak will hopefully drive the entire Wanjianzong to become stronger.

It is obviously a very happy thing, but Nan He feels that his heart is in a mess... There are many things in his heart than before.

His speed of practicing sword now is not as fast as before, and he is not as pure as before.

Why?Why does he always feel that his heart is a little unstable?

Nan He found that he couldn't concentrate on sword practice, and he always subconsciously glanced at someone from the corner of his eye.

What happened to himself?
Nan He suddenly covered his heart, and with a bang, the sword fell to the ground.

The people at Qingcang Peak who practiced swords with him below exclaimed, and surrounded him with their swords without thinking, "Second Senior Brother!"

"Second senior brother, what's wrong with you?!"

Nan He calmed down his mood, tried to keep his mind from being so complicated, and suppressed the trifles in his heart, he immediately picked up his beloved sword, and slowly shook his head, "I'm fine, everyone continue to practice swords with me .”

These are trivial things for him, far less important than practicing swordsmanship.

Everyone stared at him worriedly, the second senior brother didn't seem to be fine...

Yan He frowned even more. Why does the second senior brother look a bit like the one in the original plot because of the unstable Taoist heart of the heroine Bai Yueguang?
But hasn't she already stabilized his Dao heart?

How could this happen again?