In shock, Wen Chou Chou took a deep breath and comforted Zhu Xiansheng: "Nephew, don't panic. This underground tomb is so big. Your senior sister must be trapped somewhere. With her strength, I believe she shouldn't be trapped."
What danger could there be?"
When talking about this, Wen Chou Chou couldn't help but think of Su Qingyan.
It's been so long and I haven't seen Su Qingyan anywhere. I hope she, like Nalan Xinran, doesn't get into trouble.
Um!
After hearing the consolation, Zhu Xiansheng nodded.
Wen Chou Chou looked around and said to everyone: "Let's take a rest first, and then explore the palace together." There was a fierce battle just now, and everyone suffered heavy casualties.
Hearing this, everyone nodded, then sat cross-legged and began to heal their wounds.
...
the other side.
Yue Feng hugged the bloody Li Muchen and hurriedly returned to the palace.
hiss...
Seeing Li Muchen's appearance, whether it was Hong Shao or Bai Haijian and the other guards, they were all shocked and couldn't help but gasp.
This... what happened to him could actually hurt a person like this.
"Elder Li!"
Finally, Hong Shao was the first to react and hurried to meet him. Her delicate face was full of worry: "How are you?" In Hong Shao's heart, Li Muchen was her most respected elder. Seeing him like this now, her heart was filled with worry.
Very uncomfortable.
call!
Li Muchen breathed a deep sigh of relief and said weakly: "I'm fine, I was just plotted against by a villain."
After saying that, Li Muchen asked, "How is the sect master?" On the way just now, Yue Feng had already explained the situation, and only then did Li Muchen know that Gu Qianqiu had been hidden in the palace for the past few days.
In Li Muchen's heart, his own life or death was not important, what was important was Gu Qianqiu's safety.
Seeing that he was like this and still thinking about the sect master, Hong Shao was moved and admired in his heart, and then said: "The sect master is still like that, unconscious all the time. I have been taking care of him these past few days."
Hearing this, Li Muchen relaxed his mind, closed his eyes and passed out.
"Elder, elder..." Hong Shao couldn't help shouting, very anxious.
"quick!"
Yue Feng placed Li Muchen on the soft couch and ordered to Bai Haijian at the door: "Go and prepare healing herbs. The more the better, go quickly!"
At this time, Yue Feng was also a little anxious.
Although Li Muchen's injuries were all superficial injuries, he was old after all and had lost so much blood just now. If treated in time, it might be life-threatening.
"Yes, sir!" After hearing the order, Bai Haijian responded and hurried to prepare.
After a while, Bai Haijian selected a portion of each of the herbs in the palace and sent them to him. There were two large baskets.
"I'm going to make some medicine!"
Red peony hurriedly picked a few, said something to Yue Feng, and prepared to cook the medicine.
However, he was stopped by Yue Feng before he took two steps: "The elder's current condition will take too long to be treated by decoction. Only by refining the elixir can he recover quickly."
What? Refining elixir?
Hearing this, Hong Shao was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "Yue Feng, I know you are very capable, but in terms of medical science, you are definitely not as good as me."
When saying this, Hong Shao looked confident. After all, Hong Shao has been studying medical skills with Li Muchen in the past few years, and has achieved good results in medical skills.
At this time, in Hongshao's eyes, Li Muchen was covered in burns and suffered excessive blood loss. He had to use traditional methods, first applying medicine externally, and then taking the soup internally, and then recuperating for a period of time before he could fully recover.
Therefore, when hearing Yue Feng's words at this time, Hong Shao naturally resisted.
However, Yue Feng didn't give her a chance to refute. He took the porcelain bottle on the window sill and used it as an alchemy furnace. He then selected a few herbs and started refining them.
"you..."
Seeing this scene, Hongshao frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Refining alchemy." Yue Feng replied calmly. As he spoke, he selected the herbs and then lit the fire. Every step was methodical and smooth.
Alchemy?
Hearing this answer, Hong Shao suddenly became anxious: "Don't mess around, okay?"
Even for alchemy, at least there must be an alchemy furnace. How can it be replaced by a porcelain bottle? Isn't this nonsense?
