Excellent doctor: The best pharmacist

Chapter 117 Swallow directly
When the words fell, Wang Junlin found that Fei Cui was still looking at him, and he was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was the one who provoked him, and explained helplessly: "The group of bastards outside were just messing around, and I spent a little time trying to get rid of him." They keep out."

The words were casual and casual, but Fei Cui could still hear the implication. After all, how many of those people left at the end are easy to deal with?Not to mention other people she didn't pay much attention to, just think about the man in Tsing Yi, he is a lunatic who beats people directly with spiritual power just like Wen Tianmo...

In this case, she didn't need to think about the so-called blocking out, and she probably wouldn't be able to get in again.

Thinking of Fei Cui, he glanced at Wang Junlin again. He never expected that this noble young man, who looks like jewels and jewellery, would have such a cruel and decisive side. Thinking of her, he stopped making a sound, silently holding the bottle, and The flame inside faced Fang Wanxiu's mouth, tilted slightly, and poured the flame directly into his mouth.

Feeling something in his throat, the unconscious Fang Wanxiu swallowed it subconsciously. It may have been something that accidentally entered his mouth or the pills Fei Cui had fed him before, but unexpectedly, as soon as it passed through his throat, a hot burning sensation spread Into the reaction nerves, Fang Wanxiu's body twitched several times, and her delicate brows were tightly wrinkled together.

"Don't!" With the sound of swallowing, the mummy immediately let out a scream, and his face became extremely frightened in an instant, and his already pale face was as faint as dead ashes.

"Roar!!!!" Watching Fei Cui feed the fire to Fang Wanxiu, Qingxiu's mummy couldn't stand it anymore, beat her chest angrily and roared, the spiritual power in her body exploded violently, suppressing Zheng Watching him, Wen Tianmo and the three of them retreated several steps in shock.

Among them, Wen Tianmo was most affected. Zonglao Daohe and the two were only stable at a distance of five or six feet, but Wen Tianmo was directly hit on the wall of the stone building.

A mouthful of black blood spattered out, leaving traces that could not be ignored on his white robe that was particularly conspicuous.

Clutching his chest, Wen Tianmo allowed himself to slide down the wall slowly, supporting his body weakly with his hands, he had no strength left to do any more movements.

The previous serious injury was induced again under the sudden eruption of the mummy, and the new injury and the old seal were blessed on his body, how could he feel better?

Elder Zong turned his head and glanced at Wen Timmo, and ignored him, but turned his head with a solemn expression, he didn't know what he took from his storage space, and threw it to Daohe.

Dao He glanced at the things in his hands, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, but he had no choice but to look at Elder Zong and nodded, and then a trace of determination appeared on the face of the ice mountain that hadn't changed for thousands of years.

He absolutely cannot allow anyone to hurt Fang Wanxiu, that's for sure, because this is his mission, and the meaning of his birth is to protect the members of the royal family, even if he sacrifices his life, he will not hesitate.

What's more, Fang Wanxiu is now in a very critical period, and he can't accept that this unknown mummy interrupts Fang Wanxiu's lottery.

"You are optimistic about the Seventh Prince." Looking at Fang Wanxiu, Daohe felt inexplicably sad. Logically speaking, it was just a dangerous task, so what if he died?why do i feel sad...

"Understood, be careful." Elder Zong's face was full of solemnity. After seeing the unknown emotion in Daohe's eyes, he felt a little helpless. He could only smile bitterly, and hoped that God would save this young man's life. After all, such a genius , It is a pity to fall so early.

Hearing what Zong Lao said, Daohe didn't hesitate any longer, pulled out the medicine bottle Zong Lao gave him, and poured the contents into his mouth.

The moment Daohe swallowed the pill, Elder Zong had already retreated hastily and rushed to Fang Wanxiu's side, as if avoiding something.

As soon as Mr. Zong landed on his front foot, he heard the screams behind him. It didn't come from the delicate mummy, so it was naturally rice grains. There was a trace of pain on his face. He never thought that for a spiritual creature, he would have to sacrifice his generation. The most outstanding talent in Weizhong...

Glancing at Fang Wanxiu who was twitching on the ground with a face full of pain, Elder Zong sighed, "I just hope...it's all worth it, prince, you must hold on, you are the one who will bear Jialan's fate , the emperor chosen by God."

From the very beginning, his appearance has already determined Fang Wanxiu's unusual identity. Ordinary people only know that Emperor Jialan has six sons, of which the first three died young, but the last three are mediocre.

But no one knows that in the romantic past of the young emperor, there once appeared a real dragon prince who was loved by fate. For thousands of years, the only prince recognized by the royal totem, broke into the world at the age of six. The son of a court lady who entered the secret palace of the royal family and talked with Wang Lung.

It's a pity that being favored by heaven but not loved by luck is obviously the most suitable talent for an emperor, but the holy fire relic that the royal family only produced once in a hundred years was preempted by the fourth prince. Produced a touch of real fire for Fang Wanxiu, but also lost the best chance to sign.

From the age of six to the age of nine, it took three full years, and it was delayed again and again. It was supposed to sign the spirit last year, but there was no news of the real dragon. By now, he couldn't wait any longer.

They, the Seventh Prince and the others, can't wait any longer. Everyone knows that once they are ten years old, even if they are the darlings of heaven, they are of no use. The body at the age of eight or nine is the best breeding ground for nurturing spiritual things , during this period, even ordinary spiritual creatures are very likely to be raised into excellent spiritual creatures that perfectly fit with one's body.

Not to mention those spiritual things that are against the sky. When a person is eight years old, the spiritual veins in the body are perfect, and at this time, the body is also at the purest time, and it is not contaminated by any spiritual power from the world. The clean spiritual power produced.

Therefore, it is best to sign the spirit before the age of ten, and only at that time, can you get the spiritual object of the unity of man and nature, the spiritual object that belongs to you alone... After that, there are too many impurities in the body. Speaking of ordinary spiritual objects, even with the help of the whole family, Fang Wanxiu is unlikely to have the opportunity to fully match the holy fire.

Given this possibility, Fang Wanxiu couldn't afford to wait.

And the members of their royal family couldn't bear it.

They need an emperor who can change the current world pattern, and if they continue to wait, they may have to watch such a person who may become the future emperor be strangled from the root, and then they can only accept the fourth prince. That scrap.

When the next top genius is born in the royal family, who will know whether this Jialan will still belong to their Fang family?

(End of this chapter)