princess from the underworld

Chapter 522 text 531
The uncle will never forget the scene he saw that day. He has lived for so many years, and he has never seen any strange illnesses.

He pressed a spoon against Jun Lanyue's throat, and then poured the medicinal juice down the spoon.

At first there was no change, he still didn’t move at all, he even stopped breathing, this surprised the uncle, he wanted to say that Zi Yan’s poison really cured the half-dead man to death , Just when he was thinking about how to comfort Ziyan, there was another big commotion over there.

A strange totem began to spread out from his body and climbed up to his neck. His face turned dark from the original light gray-black to an abyss-like black.

The uncle was startled, and took off his clothes, and found that his whole body was covered with this kind of black totem, which was so beautiful and weird. As soon as his hands touched his body, he shrank back suddenly. The reason was not In addition, what he least expected was that at the edge of the desert, the temperature was so high, yet his body was so cold that he was almost frozen.

What the hell is...how could it be?

The black totem seems to have received some nourishment, and it blooms abnormally lushly, with the tendency to wrap Jun Lanyue's whole body. The uncle was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. The excitement that had never appeared again began to revive. It was the excitement that a doctor would have when he encountered a strange disease, just like an inspiration suddenly appeared in the mind of a literati.

Maybe, he can save him.

The uncle waved his hand, a cloth bag was immediately thrown out, a silver light flashed, several silver needles were caught between his fingers, he glanced at Jun Lanyue, his eyes flashed suddenly, as if he had discovered something, his hands were not idle Then, the silver needle tip rooted into it. (As for the acupoints, L has little talent and learning, and he really can't keep up with the speed, so let's just ignore it.)
The totem seemed to be restricted by something, and it stopped in vain.

The uncle was overjoyed, and immediately speeded up the speed in his hands. The silver needles pierced in one by one. The black totems began to shrink and gradually gathered in one place. Jun Lanyue's face was terribly pale. Suddenly, his eyes opened Open, he glanced at the uncle calmly, and with just that one glance, the uncle's hand subconsciously retracted, as if he was shocked by something, what a shock it must be.

(End of this chapter)