"Xuanlong, are you lying to me?"

Xuan Long, who was far away from Xuanyi Sect, was practicing martial arts. He sneezed suddenly and could only roll down from five or six meters to his nose and face, which made Qingqing hurriedly ran over.

"Xuanlong, are you okay?" Qingqing looked him up and down with distress, his eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine." Xuan Long shook his head indifferently, patted the soil on his body and continued to practice.

"Li Feng, are you okay?" Xu Meng and the others didn't know what to say.

"It's okay." Chen Feng smiled reluctantly and decided to go to Mokou Cliff in person, what if he could meet Gu Hai?

No matter what, he would not give up looking for Li Jiajia.

Wu Han looked at Chen Feng with some concern, trying so hard that he wanted to raise his hand, but he couldn't do it.

I could only comfort him: "Master, don't worry, you can find it. If you don't have it a day, it's only two days, and if you don't have it two days, it's only one year. There will be such a day."

"Yes." Chen Feng looked at Wu Han, and a faint smile appeared slightly on the corner of his mouth.

As he was talking, Dr. Yan's medicine boy trotted over: "The doctor asked you to carry him over and you can start treatment."

When he heard him say this, Xu Meng and his friends quickly carried the stretcher and followed Chen Feng to the medicine boy.

A large pot with a diameter of two meters is boiling under the blessing of a fierce fire, and it is bubbling with "gurgling" and it makes people feel that the heat is steaming when approaching.

Seeing them coming, Dr. Yan directed: "You guys put him in."

Although Xu Meng and others didn't understand why they did this, they still obediently put Wu Han in carefully.

As soon as he entered, the whole pot of water turned blood red, and after a few rolls, he returned to its original state.

"It feels so comfortable." Wu Han looked like he was enjoying himself. His body, which had been in a state of unbearable pain, could no longer feel the pain. The water was chilly and not hot at all.

"Really?"

As soon as Xu Meng finished asking, Wu Han's expression changed, and a sharp pain swept across his body. The water that had just felt cool just now swept over like flames.

His body was spasming involuntarily. The powerful pain made him scream, and the dense beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"What's going on with Dr. Yan?" Xu Meng screamed in a hurry, and reached out to take Wu Han out of it, but was stopped by Chen Feng.

"What are you doing? Didn't you see something wrong with Xiaohan?"

Chen Feng looked lightly, and Xu Meng swallowed all the words he said, looking a little guilty: "I'm too anxious."

Chen Feng also understood his mood and let go of his hand and said nothing.

Dr. Yan glared at Xu Meng with an unhappy look, and said in a strange voice: "Can I still harm him?"

"If you don't trust the old man, take me away immediately! I won't go up to my door in the future!"

Seeing that Dr. Yan spoke to drive people away, several men around Xu Meng quickly apologized: "Doctor Yan, don't be angry, our elder brother is just too anxious. It's not that Xiao Han is in too much pain."

"He was too anxious and lost his composure. He would treat it as much as you should. We will listen to you."

Xu Meng also apologized: "Doctor Yan is my fault. You can beat or scold me. As long as Xiao Han can cure me, I will never be able to do anything."
Chapter completed!