Chapter 145 The chronically ill person
Chapter 145 The chronically ill person
Xu Qingshu looked at him coldly and remained silent.
She knew Zhou Yanyu's current temperament. He was not an impulsive person. It must have been Jiang Ranli who provoked him.
Zhou Yanyu didn't know what she was thinking. After feeling her cold gaze, he knew that the master was indeed angry. He couldn't help but lower his head, but pursed his thin lips and refused to explain any more.
The two of them were in a stalemate like this, and the atmosphere was inexplicably weird.
Xu Qingshu took a deep breath and said with an indifferent expression: "I won't do this next time."
After leaving these words, her figure disappeared instantly, and when she reappeared, she had returned to Qingyunxuan.
Zhou Yanyu looked at where she was standing, a little absent-minded, and a complex color flashed through his dark and clear eyes.
Does the master really like Song Wenhua?
No! It must have been Jiang Ranli who deceived him. That kid has always been scheming and I don't like him.
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At this time, inside Qingyun Pavilion.
Xu Qingshu sat on the main seat and asked the guards to call the head of the Xu family and the eight elders.
Not long after, a group of people walked into the courtyard quickly and bowed: "Old ancestors."
Xu Qingshu nodded calmly, raised her hand to set up a barrier around it, and took out a red swallowing bead from the space.
This Devouring Bead was obtained by Jiang Ranli from the owner of the Wild Monkey Spirit. The color is obviously higher than the others. The important thing is that it can hold living things in it and block the breath.
"I have brought back a person. It is not appropriate to keep him around. You will take care of him from now on. Remember not to let anyone else know."
Her clear and airy voice is a little rigorous and serious.
The head of the Xu family and others were curious, what kind of person did the ancestor value so much?
They nodded with a very serious face and said in unison: "Ancestor, don't worry, this junior will definitely protect him properly!"
Xu Qingshu was naturally relieved.
After all, she will also set up a barrier around her, so if someone breaks it, she will immediately sense it.
She placed the Devouring Pearl in the palm of her hand, and after injecting a strong spiritual energy into it, the red light shone instantly.
Seeing this scene, the head of the Xu family and others subconsciously squinted their eyes.
I'm curious whether this person is a man or a woman. If he is a man, is his appearance comparable to Song Wenhua?
Just when they were having different thoughts, a black figure emerged from the red bead. It wasn't until the light disappeared and he raised his head that they realized that they were overthinking.
The man's face was ugly, with either pustules or fish scales, pits and pits, and a pair of strange red eyes. His body was thin and he looked like a chronically ill man.
The fifth elder who was an alchemist was present. When he smelled the strong scent of medicine on his body, the rumors he heard a few days ago suddenly came to mind.
A terrible thought arose in his heart. Shocked eyes flickered between Xu Qingshu and the medicine man, and he asked with trembling lips: "Ancestor, is he... is he the medicine man auctioned in the underground market?"
Seeing that he heard the news so quickly, Xu Qingshu did not deny it, but continued to warn: "I will go to Mingyuan Forest again, and I will leave him to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fifth elder took a deep breath, unable to hide the shock on his face.
He got it.
The little girl who spent three billion spiritual stones to buy the medicine man at the auction is an ancestor!
The medicine man was not lost, but she hid it in a magical bead and spread false news to make the powerful men look away.
The world will not know that the medicine man is in the Xu family, which can not only avoid the covetousness of various forces, but also prevent some people from asking for the medicine man's blood in the name of being on good terms with the Xu family.
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