Zhao Yang never knew what the body of the Medicine Immortal is.

In his memory, no one ate this medicine in the end.

Instead, they were taken away by the Qingling Immortal World one step earlier than them...

But this time, this "Pharmacot Immortal"'s life is probably not as good as Zhao Yang's memory.

When he arrived at Baicao Garden, Zhao Yang turned a blind eye to the spiritual medicines that had been around for nearly a thousand years. He pointed out a sword in his hand and ascended to the sky.

After a while, an old man with a wrinkled face trotted all the way.

"The little Mu Xingxian has met Lord Jijiu."

The old man was very short, only a seven or eight-year-old child, but his short legs were running fast.

Seeing it lying on the ground and bowing to him, Zhao Yang turned to look at Bai Yu.

"what to do?"

Bai Yu: "...".

Is this the "medicine" that Zhao Yang mentioned?

Isn’t this let him eat people?

With a dark face, Bai Yu glared at the "Pharmacot Fairy" and said, "Can you cure the wound on my body?"

Yaoxian raised his head and glanced at Bai Yu, then shook his head quickly and said, "This... You are the best, your life will be over. This body itself is pieced together. It is because the powerful man who tried hard to deal with it... his small ability is limited, so he really cannot help you..."

Bai Yu turned to look at Zhao Yang.

In reality, Zhao Yang covered his face.

"You'll finish asking this question?"

"What about that?"

"You wait."

While talking, Zhao Yang's character left the Yaoxian, looking at the trembling appearance of the old man, forcibly softened his voice a little.

"I told you that if you can't cure him, you will have to be eaten by him.

Now, can it be cured?"

"able!!!"

Almost a jumping high, the Medicine Fairy instantly rushed from the ground: "It can be cured! It must be cured! Master Jijiu, please wait! I will go back to get the medicine now!"

While speaking, Yaoxian turned around and wanted to run away!

"Stop it!"

"Sir Jijiu..."

"Don't your medicines be in this yard?"

"Ji...Sir Jijiu... Say life! I...I mean those...yes...those medicines that have been taken with vintage!"

"Didn't the one I took away last time?"

Zhao Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at Yaoxian. This guy is the same as Tu Xingsun. He doesn't even see the shadow of running away if he doesn't pay attention.

Seeing that the escape plan was discovered, Yaoxian had to cry and said with a sad face: "Sir Jijiu... just spare the young one, this injury... the young one really can't be cured."

"White Feather."

"good!"

Looking at Zhao Yang's moji for so long, Bai Yu, who had been unable to wait for a long time, walked forward with a smile and a tiger pounced on him.

"Go away... and spare your life!"

The little old man's face was full of horror.

The next moment, he saw Bai Yu's bloody mouth...

Click.

Bai Yu, who bit the Chinese medicine fairy, felt his mouth stiff. Before he could look up, he found that he seemed to have risen a little...

After subconsciously looking around, Bai Yu felt a chill on his back.

"You...you let me eat this?"

"What do you think?"

Looking at the huge monster suddenly rising in front of him, Zhao Yang also had a headache.

This is a giant plant that is as big as a vine! It is hundreds of meters tall after being supported!

Then....

"Ji...Sir Jijiu, you...you see, just let the younger one go."

At the top of the huge vine, a phantom of a little old man appeared and kept kowtowing to Zhao Yang: "The young man really can't heal this person. Even if he eats the old man's body, he will make up for it for the time being. In a hundred and eighty years, he will still have to turn into this dirty look..."

So, in my memory, which bastard spoke up and said that eating this thing will cure the world's terminal illness?

On the back of the Medicine God, Bai Yu shouted at Zhao Yang: "What the hell is this?"

"Where do I know to go?"

Looking at the "medicine" in front of him, Zhao Yang felt that his knowledge was still too small for the first time, or directly, he had never seen such a monster in Qingming City!

Soon, Zhao Yang won’t have to worry about it.

The phantom of the little old man nodded and bowed to the two of them, "I'm so young that I'm a descendant of Huang Zhongli's torso that has been reproduced for many generations."

Bai Yu: "...".

Zhao Yang: "...".

Huang Zhong and Li Zhaoyang had heard of it, but he had no chance to see this innate elixir.

But don’t plums grow on trees?

Whose plums grow on living vines!!!

In reality, Zhao Yang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at the "Pharm Fairy" on the screen, which was much stronger than the soul monks in ordinary games, and finally knew why it was not eaten in his memory...

This is a day's pit!

If Zhao Yang hadn't had a layer of tiger skin on his body, he would have become the fertilizer for this monster now!

"Okay, you can change it first."

Resisting the urge to draw the sword and cut it down, Zhao Yang said.

Yaoxian nodded quickly when he heard this.

After returning to his body, he just shook and his huge body quickly shrank into the dry appearance of the little old man.

"Sir, please look at it..."

"You just said, can you let him cure his body temporarily, right?"

"This...this..."

"Can you?"

"Sir, please spare me..."

Zhao Yang held his forehead.

This is the first time he has seen such a cowardly monk.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yang said softly: "I don't want much, give him a year of assembly?"

"become!"

As he spoke, the old man stood up, trembled all over, and a lice-like black spot fell from his hair.

Holding this "little" in both hands, the little old man carefully handed it to Bai Yu and said, "This guy, when you take it, remember to soak it in Shenhejing water for three days first. Use some yin-attributed medicines that are over a thousand years old to mix it. This is my thing, and the medicine is very effective... If it is not neutralized, I am afraid... I am afraid that your body will not be able to bear it now."

After saying that, the old man seemed to be giving away a plague god, and put something bigger than sesame in his hand into Bai Yu's hand.

"Sir Jijiu... You see, do you have any more instructions?"

......

......

With a piss of being "slutted by others", Zhao Yang took Bai Yu away.

Wait for him to leave.

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted to the surroundings: "Young people, come out, our little master is gone!"

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of small things like dolls emerged from the ground, and they all looked timidly in the direction where Zhao Yang left.

"Grandpa, is the little master really gone?"

There is a baby asking fearfully.

"Let's go, haven't you seen Lord Lei Long open the door for the little master?"

While speaking, the old man patted the doll riding a foal and smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, everything is grandpa. You hide it so well, the little master will not want to eat yours."

at this time.

If an outsider looked around, he would be shocked by the scene in the Baicao Garden.

Where is this little doll?
Chapter completed!