: 2041, it really blames me.

Mingwu Yan looked at Xue Yihan and nodded. "Well, this place is closer to the Fengzu. I haven’t been to the Fengzu for a while, then send the Fengzu back to the Phoenix!"
Feng Lao nodded weakly, "Alright."
In fact, he would like to go to the Pharmacy Hall because he really needs those medicinal herbs too much now.
Although he has found alternatives these days, the level of pharmacists and alchemists he cultivates is really not very good.
At least, compared to the little girl in front of me, it is really worse than a star and a half.
Back to the Feng nationality can also do, but he can not let the king of the king to send, so he gave a look to a few people standing next to him, and immediately someone came over.
"Since the king wants to send Feng Lao back to the Phoenix, let us help!"
Mingwuyan looked at a few people's cautious eyes, and then looked at Feng Lao, and he had already made a variety of speculations in his heart.
Along the way, Feng Lao was very weak, but it was also as far as possible to avoid Xue Yi Han and her, Ming Yu Yan could not help but feel funny.
Feng Lao is really very prepared for them!
However, he wants to get something from them. Otherwise, is his bitterness not used?
Halfway, the fog fell over a glass of water, "Feng old, drink a glass of water!"
Feng Lao is weak and shook his head. "Shantou, I am not thirsty! I want to sleep for a while."
Said, Feng Lao has closed his eyes gently.
I don't know if it is an illusion. He always feels that the water in the steamed bun has a faint smell. It seems that something is wrong, but when he carefully listens again, the taste is gone.
It is precisely because of this that he is not sure what exactly this gimmick found, doing his hands and feet in the water, or his own smell has a problem.
Mingwu Yan looked at Feng Lao and then walked back to Xue Yihan.
She sighed. "Feng old is so heavy, I am really afraid that he can't hold on."
Xue Yihan scorned the little face of Chaos Baby. "Don't worry, people have their own life, even if they can't save Feng Lao, no one will blame you."
In fact, there is no dumbfounded Feng Lao who can't really sleep. This girl actually decided that she could not support her injuries.
I was thinking, but I heard the girl say another sentence, "I have never seen such a strange pulse of Feng Lao, I can't save him. I am really sad."
Xue Yihan still said softly: "Try your best."
When Feng Lao heard this, his heart was full of incomprehensibility and doubts. Hearing the tone of the savage king and the girl, they seemed to be no longer ready to heal him, and he had already determined that he was dead.
How is this different from what he imagined?
Difficult, shouldn't they try their best to heal him?
Or are they no longer trusting him?
Under such speculation and torture, Feng Lao has been carried to the Phoenix.
Feng Wei was shocked and panicked when he knew that the cold and Yan Yantou had sent his master back to the Feng nationality.
What is the master’s time to return to the Phoenix?
Do you want to continue to replace the previous look?
When he saw that Feng Lao was seriously injured, he was silent and could not speak for a long time.
Mingwuyan gently rubbed his eyes. "Feng Wei, I am sorry, I found that your master's injury is too heavy. I actually have no cure. Now, I can only delay the time as much as possible. I don't know if your master is. What are your wishes, let us help him as much as possible!"
Feng Lao was very upset at this time, but he was very happy to hear the latter part of the gimmick.
If it is to help him reach his wish before death, this is also a very good thing.
After Feng Wei listened, he shook his head. "Yan Shutou, thank you for your kindness. My master is a person who doesn't want to trouble others. I remember that my master told me that if he had any incurable disease in the future, he just wanted to be quiet." Quietly walking, Yan Yantou, you don't have to be sad and blame..."
When Feng Lao heard this, his heart began to be angry. Feng Wei’s stinky boy couldn’t even help him reach his will. In turn, he was comforting the little girl and didn’t care about his master. The boy’s primary and secondary did not figure out. what!
Because he was worried that this girl and Feng Wei would unite and gave up treatment directly to him, he was busy sending a secret to his own person...
Soon, someone received a command to speak.
"When Feng Lao's injury is heavy, but the soul is not destroyed, there is still hope for cure. You should not be so pessimistic."
"Yeah! Let's think of another way, Beiyan Shangshen, I remember that the of the former medicine spirit hall, the purple spirit, has refining a kind of sequel, and if there is such a drug, it may save. Got Feng Lao..."
Mingwu Yan looked at the person who spoke and then sighed. "My master has been dead for so long. He has not taught me how to refine this kind of sequel, even the medicinal prescriptions I have not. It’s easy to talk about saving the old man."
"What about the medicinal herbs that are similar to the sequel?" Is there no in Beiyan?"
Mingwuyan still shook his head. "You also know how long I have been sitting on the main of the Medicine Hall, how long I have been practicing spiritual cultivation, and I am far from the refining degree of my master, Zi Ling, on God!"
At this time, Feng Lao was coughing and inserted a mouth. "Taro, you don't want to be arrogant. I think, you are no worse than Zi Ling. You are missing only some herbs and some prescriptions. In fact, you If you want to grow your medicine, just look at the record of the drug that your master has left. It will definitely help you."
Mingwu Yan sighed softly. "Although I hope so, my master has not left any medicinal records for me. It is really a pity."
Feng Lao coughed again. This time, he coughed for a long time, and finally spit out a thick blood, so that his face was pale.
"Feng old is still more rest! We think about it again." Mingfuyan's heart is slightly cold.
Feng Lao is really more and more like this.
He actually knows that the master of the purple cloud refining the spirit of the soul, knowing that this sequel is more and more sacred, she only saw it on the Dan, she really did not refine, and she Even those herbs are not collected.
"I will send the master to rest!" Feng Wei nodded to Yan Yantou, and then ordered his master to go back to the temporary living room.
After setting up a good old man, Feng Wei was planning to go to the cold and Yan Yantou, but the Feng Lao on the bed suddenly spoke.
"Feng Wei, are you blaming me?"
Feng Wei’s heart was tight, and his heart was faint.
In the face of Feng Lao, he is not as cold as Yan Han and Yan Shutou.
Feng Lao looked at Feng Wei thoughtfully. "Sure enough, I blame me."