Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 362 Mood
"You have only a few days to live, and you are dying."

Fu Xiaoyun clicked his tongue twice as if watching a good show.

Typical watching the excitement is not a big deal.

The uncle originally just approached Fu Xiaoyun with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xiaoyun saw his current situation at a glance, exactly.

The uncle's eyes lit up.

It was the last straw, the last ray of hope for the drowning man.

"You're right, I'm going to die soon."

Fu Xiaoyun sneered, "The detoxification pills on the market are not easy to use, right?"

"Is it true that the more you eat, the faster the toxicity will spread?"

The uncle looked shocked, "How did you know?!"

Fu Xiaoyun glanced at him with contempt, "You think the poison you have been poisoned is very simple?"

"It's mixed, not a simple poison. If you take medicine indiscriminately, of course the poison will spread."

The uncle opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself.

Obviously those alchemists said that as long as he took the detoxification pill, he would be fine.

If you can't detoxify after taking the elixir, it can only mean that you haven't taken enough.

If one doesn't work, take two, and if two don't work, take four.

If you keep eating it, you can detoxify it.

Who would have thought that the more you eat, the worse it will be!

The comparative detoxification pill is not a poison, it is harmless, and there should be no problems if you take it if you are not sick.

Fu Xiaoyun guessed what he wanted to say, and didn't even give him a chance to speak, "Do you know how to prescribe the right medicine?"

The uncle shook his head suspiciously, indicating that he did not understand.

Fu Xiaoyun didn't intend to hear his answer either. After asking a question, he answered it immediately.

"You still have help."

The uncle stared, the expression on his face was ecstatic, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

Almost fainted.

what? !

He is still saved?

So, he doesn't have to die.

Fu Xiaoyun had already guessed his purpose, and said it directly for him, "You came to me to detoxify, didn't you want a pill?"

The uncle nodded repeatedly, the frequency of nodding, wishing to nod his head off.

"It's simple, it depends on my mood."

The uncle was dumbfounded all of a sudden.

How could Fu Xiaoyun's life depend on his mood?

The uncle asked tentatively, "Then how are you feeling now?"

Fu Xiaoyun raised her eyebrows and said without thinking, "Not good, not very good, very bad!"

The uncle panicked and asked quickly, "How can you feel better?"

Fu Xiaoyun didn't speak, and asked Tang Youyi to remove the barrier that blocked the outside world's sight.

Seriously watched the competition in the arena.

The uncle was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, he wanted to say something but because of Fu Xiaoyun's so-called mood, he didn't dare to speak.

Fu Zaizai on the stage knocked his opponent down to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The referee started counting down, "3, 2, 1."

The result is already obvious, Fu Zai Zai is the winning side.

The expression on Fu Zaizai's face was a little excited, and he looked at Fu Xiaoyun with a smile on his face.

That look seemed to say, look at me!
Fu Xiaoyun also smiled, thinking that her children are just cute.

The uncle had been paying attention to Fu Xiaoyun, and found her smiling.

A thoughtful look appeared on his face.

It seemed that that little boy held a large proportion in Fu Xiaoyun's heart.

If Fu Zaizai won the final victory in the ring, I don't know if Fu Xiaoyun will feel better?
The more I think about it, the more likely it is.

After Fu Zaizai won, he stepped off the stage and ran towards Fu Xiaoyun.

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(End of this chapter)