"Who is the boy just now?!" Lao Song asked puzzled.
"He is my disciple, Beichen, the master of Beijia." Mr. Xue said.
Lao Song's head is out of words, and the sigh of sighing on his face, "You two disciples are not ordinary people!"
"It is impossible for ordinary people to be my disciple." Mr. Xue turned his face and turned to the direction of purple pupils on the pillow, "Are you two, are you sure?"
The two old men glanced at each other and looked at each other.
"No!"
Back to Soul Dan, what is that?!
It was the most superb elixir in the sacred order. As long as there is still a trace of blood, it is enough to let a person die.
The success rate of such elixir is naturally extremely low, and because there is no enough raw materials, although Lao Song and Mr. Baicao knows the square, they have never really practiced it.
Who dares to guarantee that they will be successful?!
No one!
Moreover, whether the elixir is effective for purple pupils, they can't guarantee it.
Mr. Xue took two steps back and took a gift to the two.
"In any case, be sure to let her live!"
Mr. Baicao stepped forward and lifted him up, "Needless to say, we both know that the things of Zitong, we all know that both our old guys will do their best!"
**** Back-God-Small-Crazy-Queen ***
North family.
In the back house, in a small and remote courtyard, Mrs. Qingyou was wiping a guqin on the knee with silk.
Since giving birth to Beichen, she has never played this piano, not without time, but she has no mood.
Before giving birth to Beichen, the relationship between Mrs. Qingyou and her husband Beishuhan has always been very good. She often cares for him. After giving birth to Beichen, because he and the two had different differences, they later became more and more rigid.
Until now, Mrs. Qingyou moved out of the main house and had seen the previous side with Beishuihan.
This time, if it wasn't for Beichen's marriage, Mrs. Qing You would not be able to meet him yet.
But this view will inevitably evoke some acacia.
The reason why she stayed at the North family was for Beichen, and the other was because Beishui Cold.
Although what I hated in my mouth, I knew him at the beginning, but in the deepest part of my heart, the relationship did not really disappear.
The depth of love, the hate is cut.
If it wasn't for it, how could she keep staying in the northern family?!
In the air, the clothes sounded.
Mrs. Qingyou lifted up, and saw Beichen falling in front of her.
"Chener?!"
"Mother, please, help me!"
Beichen picks his robe and kneels in front of Mrs. Qingyou.
"Chen'er, what are you doing?!" Mrs. Qingyou was frightened, and she was busy rushing forward to support Beichen's arm and supporting him from the ground. "Hurry up, Yan Hui has solved it.
You don't need to worry about this. "
"I'm not talking about this." Bei Chen raised his face, "Mother, I want the key, I want the key of Beijiabuhu, I want now!"
Bei Chen was very clear. At this time, it was impossible to get back the key from Beishuihan. In order to save the purple pupils, he had to ask his mother Mrs. Qingyou.
Mrs. Qingyou also saw that his look was wrong, and asked, "What happened?"
"Zitong is about to die, I am going to save her!" Beichen grabbed her arm and sent the medicine list that had been held tightly in front of her.