: 2229, the last struggle

When Xue Yihan and Xiao Chuzhen came, they saw what it was like to be a sang.
When I saw the unconscious waking up on the bed, Xue Yihan was somewhat puzzled.

Are other people affected by the power of the Wu Ling exchange also coma?

The Fusang monk shook his head. "No, the other people are the same as the symptoms of the epidemic. They can infect others, and their minds are unclear. In addition, the face is yellow, and the human spirit is completely absent. There are even others. Spitting and venting, the corpse spots began to appear. The elders of the Holy Spirit also thought about a variety of methods, but there is no way to alleviate this symptom."
Xiao Chuzhen looked at the face of Fu Li's brother wearing a half mask, and suddenly reached out and took the mask away.
When he found that the mark on the half of his face was deeper than before, he couldn’t figure out how to look at himself.
"Hey, why is the color of this robbery not changing, but it is getting deeper?"
Xue Yihan touched his hand on the face of the support, and he felt for a while: "The of the face is not only the reason why he has dragged the gods on your face, but also on his own body. There was a catastrophe from God."
"What do you do now? Let the mother come over?" Xiao Chu琰 gently rubbed his eyes.
Although he does not want her mother to be too tired, she also knows that her mother is now busy with the temples of the Three Realms. However, if she is unconscious, she can't care!
"Your mother is already on the way to the Elven Kingdom. It is estimated that it will arrive soon. Xiao Chu, you look at the support."
"Good." Xiao Chuyu immediately responded.
Xue Yihan saw the Fusang monks and then walked out of the Elf Palace.
The Fusang monks also immediately followed.
The Red Devil sighed and followed.
Standing on the wall of the Elven Kingdom, Xue Yihan looked thoughtfully at the distance.
"This catastrophe is most likely due to the fact that Feng Lao died in the world of God. He is the one who really controls the Witch Gods. Fusang, the elder of the Witch?"
The hands of Fusang’s monk could not help but become a fist.
The elder Wu Ling disappeared after standing in a coma. I think that he has been hiding in the Elven Kingdom for so many years, but in fact he is also an old man. I used to think that although he The elders of the Holy Spirit are not in harmony, but they are loyal to the elves' royal family. Now I want to come, I am wrong."
"You are going to hunt down the elders of the Witchling, and you don't have to worry about standing here."
Fusang was grateful and nodded.
After a moment of silence, the Fusang monk suddenly said: "It’s pretty cold, I suddenly have a feeling that the healing goddess in our elf kingdom prophecy will save the entire elf kingdom, actually referring to this disaster, and can save the entire elf kingdom. The person should also refer to Yan Shantou."
Xue Yihan glanced at him and said calmly: "As long as she can save, she will save."
The mess left by Feng Lao, whether he or chaotic baby, will be cleaned as much as possible.
Just then, Mingwuyan rushed to the Elven Kingdom.
At a glance, she saw Xue Yihan and Fusang who stood on the wall of the Elf City.
However, she just took a look and went straight into the palace.
With the smell of Xiao Chu, she quickly came to the room where she was standing.
Xiao Chu 琰 see the mother came, and stood up.
"Mother, you can come."
Ming Mist Yan walked over, his eyes fell on his pale face, and he was already unconscious and supported.
"How long has you been in a coma?"
"Five days, the Holy Spirit master used a lot of methods, and did not wake up to support his brother."
Mingwuyan raised his hand and gave him a vein. When he found out that his pulse was in the seal state, she was a little surprised on her face.
Because this seal is sealed with space, not an ordinary seal.
She condensed a divine power, gently pointed a few times on the support, and then drew a space ban in his heart position, and then gave him a bright medicinal medicine.
I only heard a bang, and I stood up like something broke up. The next moment, he opened his eyes.
"Mother Kiss..." The first reaction was to reach out and hold the hand of the mother.
Ming Mist Yan touched his head gently. "Mother is there, do you feel uncomfortable?"
He stood up and shook his head. "No. My mother, I am not bothering you again."
Mingwu Yan smiled and scorned his little face. "No, where is the mother who is so troublesome. Even if it is trouble, you and Xiao Chuxi are sweet troubles."
Xiao Chuan also nodded busy. "Yes, it is our family to support my brother. It is not trouble at all."
Supported the scorn of his eyes and suddenly smiled.
When he just hugged his mother's hand, he felt that he was still dreaming, but now he saw Xiao Chu, he just returned.
The mother is back from the world of God.
At this time, Xue Yihan and Fusang Yi people also came back.
When I saw that I was awake, the Fusang people were excited and emotional.
Sure enough, Yan Yantou was quite powerful. When she came, she stood up and woke up.
Before, he did not wake up Xiao Chuyu.
It is said that this kid and Yan Yantou have an intimate relationship that is unclear.
"Wake up, just fine." Fusang monk patted his son's head.
Mingwuyan stood up and said to Xue Yihan: "How is the situation in the Elven Kingdom?"
"Let's go out!" Xue Yihan took the hands of Chaos baby.
As long as you go out and walk, what happened to the Elven Kingdom, they should understand it soon.
"I am going too!" Fu Li immediately jumped out of bed.
The Fusang monks did not stop him. The child had worn half of the mask for a long time, and he had not gone out for a long time. Now they are going out with Yan Yantou.
He turned around and told his own people, made some arrangements, and then he left the Elf Palace with Yan Shutou and the cold.
Mingwuyan has no stranger to the Elf King City, so when she appeared, people looked at her with very respectful eyes, and the whole street was very quiet.
The bright fog is slowly moving forward, while paying attention to the breath that comes from everyone around.
Not long after she left, she stopped.
"I think the situation in the Elven Kingdom is irrelevant to the epidemic. This is a witchcraft curse, similar to a curse. I think this is probably the last force of Feng Lao."

Can there be a solution?
Fusang’s monk asked immediately.
Mingwuyan slightly wrinkled his eyebrows. "It is reasonable to say that the powerful light power should be able to crack the witch spirit curse, or the spirit of the medicine of the light system should be. But I don't have so many light. Medicinal materials, the number of people who can be saved is very limited, and you may need to think about ways. Fusang monks, you first go to statistics, how many people are affected by the Wu Ling curse!"