Chapter 280: Begging

As soon as Feng ancestors entered the Valley of Medicine King, they said they wanted to see Lord Medicine King himself.
Mo Wuyi's face was cold and his tone was very cold. "Master, retreat, do not disturb the idler."
This sentence seemed to ignite the anger of the ancestor of the wind, and said coldly with a somber face: "Ink pharmacist, what is the idler? Do not disturb? Although the old man is not as good as the King of Medicine, but a few years ago, if it was not my wind, He paid Wang Zun a sacred plant for free, but now he's afraid he's gone to Hexi?
When mentioning this, Mo Wuxi felt that his temples were faintly painful.
A few years ago, Master studied poison prescriptions, tried poisons by himself, but almost poisoned himself.
The detoxification herb contained a rare superb plant. At the time, it looked at the entire Bitian continent, and it was only available in the Beichafeng family.
The ancestor Feng was originally a master spirit plant ‘loaned for free’ to Master, and he has been remembered to this day.
On the surface, it seems to be free. In fact, Master's back and forth to the Feng family over the years has been enough to pay off the benefit of that superb plant.
The ancestral ancestor is an insatiable man, always looking at this with his face to ask Master for various benefits.
This time, the master knew that Feng Feng had something to ask him, and then he closed the door on purpose.
I thought the ancestor of the wind was an interesting person, but he didn't expect that his skin was thicker than the sky, no one could compare.
"Wind ancestor, Mo Wuzhen respects you as a senior pharmacist, and once again kindly reminds you that the evil comes out of the mouth." Mo Wuzhen sneered, looking at Feng Laozun's deep face and continued: "The teacher is famous, Xiuwei is even more unfathomable. If really, as you said, you would go to the west of the crane without your superb spiritual plant, and you would be too young to see a teacher! "
Feng ancestor's face was a bit ugly.
It was true that he was too abrupt, how could he say that the master driving Dr. Hexi to such an impolite and obscene speech in the presence of the great apprentice of King Yaowang?
No wonder Mo Wuzhen didn't give him a good look.
"Medical pharmacist, it is the old man who is too anxious and anxious." The wind ancestor was very anxious but did not dare to reveal it on the surface, and had to say unwillingly. Whatever the price, the old man can bear it! "
Mo Wuyan glanced at the ancestor with cold eyes.
I saw the wind ancestor glaring at a pair of eyes, but the eyes were apathetic, without focus.
He suddenly thought of a man's face.
"Who is blinding your eyes?" Mo Wuzhen always ignored gossip, but the sly and savvy face in his head couldn't go away.
Feng ancestor gritted his teeth and said, "Have you ever heard of Yao Qing?"
"It's really her." Mo Wuyi knew it in his heart, but didn't say it. He just said two words in his heart, deserved it!
You slay the demon treasure first, and then lay the cliff behind others, and win the treasure and kill. It is no wonder that the demon Qing will not be reconciled, and will return to Beicha to seek your revenge as soon as possible.
Blindness is the price your ancestors pay to kill and win treasure!
"The demon Qing did not know what toxic drugs were used, causing the old man's eyes to be blind, and even the elixir of the Feng family could not restore the old man's eyes to be clear." The old ancestor of Feng grimaced.
Mo Wuzhen looked at his irritable look and had no doubt. If the demon Qing was here at this time, the ancestor of the wind would surely try his best to kill the past.
There was a hint of funny color in the cold eyebrows.
You Qing, you are really cruel.
With a poisonous formula, you can kill people with one poison and never suffer from it, but you choose to let the most incompetent method of life make people suffer, which is more cruel than killing a person.
Mo Wuyan frowned, as a pharmacist, he used to see life and death, this is the first time since he suddenly felt that the world is not so boring.
"Ink pharmacist, when will the King of Drugs go out?" Feng ancestor asked urgently.
He can't help recovering his eyes, and went to find Yao Qing's blood debt!
Mo Wuyi converged and smiled, not coldly: "Wind ancestor, the poisonous master of your body cannot solve it."
In a word, the hope of the wind ancestors was strangled.
"How could that be?" Feng's ancestor was frightened and grabbed Mo Wuyi's hand. "The Lord Medicine King is the most powerful pharmacist in the world. Why can't the toxic drugs be solved?"
"The ancestor of the wind is afraid that noble people forget things a lot." Mo Wuxi faintly reminded, "Years ago, the master studied the poison, but in the end it was disease-free. Since then, the master no longer studies the poison. It can solve the well-known poison on the mainland, but there is no solution to this strange poison. "
There is no solution for the teacher.
The last four words are enough to destroy the last hope in Feng's ancestor.
The ancestor of Feng was paralyzed sitting on the chair with a pale face, staring at the eyes with no focus or focus. His expression was distorted and full of resentment!
Youqing!
If it were not for her, his eyes would not be blind!
At this moment, only God knows how much he hates Yaoqing, the poisonous woman!
The hatred of his Feng Family and Yao Qing has since settled, and never wears the sky together!
"but……"
Mo Wuzhen's cold voice pulled the wind ancestor back from the brink of collapse.
"But nothing, Mo Pharmacist, you can say nothing!"
"Although the teacher can't solve this poison, in this world, besides Yao Qing, there is one person who can solve it." Mo Wuyi said lightly.
The ancestor of the wind moved his mind and said a name, "Oriental Offering?"
"Yes." Mo Wuzhen nodded, neither cold nor hot. "Oriental sacrifice is by far the most powerful poison refining division in the world. He studies hundred poisons and can also resolve them. If you are not willing, you can go to Xichu to find him. "
The wind ancestor frowned, "The husband heard that the Oriental Festival is arrogant and arrogant, and that the dragon is not at the end of the dragon. Seek him, I'm afraid it's like an ant ascending the sky?"
"Sorry, that's not the scope I should consider, ancestors of the wind, walk slowly and not give away." Mo Wuyi waved his sleeves, too lazy to send wind ancestors out of the valley.
The ancestor of the wind dare not be angry, who told me that Mo Wudi is the apprentice of the King of Medicine, and his spleen is much more arrogant than the average pharmacist.
Even if he is angry, he doesn't dare to spit in Yawang Valley!
The ancestor of the wind had to let the guard of the wind family lift himself out of the valley with a sedan chair.
Once out of the valley, the ancestor of the wind couldn't help yelling and cursing, "What's not clear? If it wasn't for the medicine king to support you, what kind of thing do you dare to see in front of the husband, it!"
"Father, do you want to go home?" Feng's guard asked with respect and bowed his head.
The ancestor of the wind was so angry that there was a blast of wind on the guard, and he was angry: "Go to Xichu, look for the Eastern Festival!"
The character of the Eastern Festival is even more difficult than the medicine king. It is said that he is extremely arrogant, but no one in the world can match him in the refining of poison.
The hope placed on the medicine king is not good. The ancestor of the wind had to change to the Oriental offering, hoping that the oriental offering would unlock his poison.
After Feng's guards joined hands to place Feng's ancestors on the dragon scale carriage, Feng's ancestors did not sit firmly on their buttocks, and they felt that there was movement in the stone.