One can imagine how much Shura is trusted by the Gu Lord.
After moving the bronze statue, Qin Yang followed him into the secret room.
There are pieces of natural moonstone in the secret room, and the soft light directly illuminates the entire passage.
At the end, there is a huge square underneath, with a huge ice coffin placed on a high platform in the middle.
In the ice coffin, a girl in a plain skirt was sleeping quietly.
The girl's skin is white and crystal clear, just like the most beautiful palace lord in the fairy tale. Her white dress is very simple, but it cannot stop her unrivaled charm.
"You saints are very beautiful..."
Qin Yang couldn't help but praise. Looking at Song Nisi's face, it was really hard to imagine how well her granddaughter could see.
"Saint Wan Ning is a rare beauty in our tribe. In the past thousand years, no woman in our tribe has been more outstanding in appearance than her."
Shura moved the lid of the ice coffin, and a strong chill instantly filled the entire square, and the ground was slightly frosted.
"Most of the time, the saint will be frozen in a deep sleep. If the ice is lifted, the saint will wake up."
"But after she wakes up, her vitality will be lost faster."
Qin Yang nodded, and then said: "Wake her up and let her organs function, so that I can find out what is going on."
"good!"
Shura did not doubt it, but lifted the ice seal.
Soon, the powerful ice power disappeared quickly!
The Wan Ning Saint's eyelashes trembled slightly in the ice coffin, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Her complexion was already relatively fair, and now it was even whiter, as if covered in layers of white flour.
"Did I... wake up again..."
Saint Wan Ning held the edge of the ice coffin and slowly sat up.
She looked at King Shura: "Are you going to ripen the heart poison?"
King Shura hurriedly said: "Holy girl, this is the miracle doctor Qin Yang. We asked him to come and look at your illness."
Hearing this, Wan Ning shook her head and sighed: "Uncle Shura, why are you doing this? No one can cure my age-old strange disease!"
Qin Yang had already swept Wan Ning's mind with his spiritual thoughts the moment she woke up.
When he heard her say such depressing words, he said calmly: "It's just ice-blood poison. It makes you talk like you are terminally ill."
Wan Ning suddenly raised her head and said in a daze: "What did you say? Ice blood poison?"
Shura's head was also full of questions, but when he heard Qin Yang directly point out a noun, he felt excited!
"Qin, Mr. Qin, do you see anything?!"
Shura asked excitedly.
Qin Yang stepped forward to take a pulse, and then said calmly: "I'm sure, it's ice blood poison."
"This is a chronic poison. The poisoned person will not be directly killed, but the blood circulation rate will be evenly and slowly reduced."
"That's why the Saint of Wan Ning is frail and sick, and her vitality is constantly depleted."
"To put it another way, Saintess Wan Ning is in the prime of her youth, but she needs to experience the five declines of nature and human beings that only old people have."
Shura saw hope and knelt down excitedly: "Doctor Qin, can you solve it? If you can, our clan will only follow your lead in the future!"
Wan Ning also had unlimited hope, and her pure and beautiful eyes revealed a deep surprise.
Qin Yang looked a little strange. He looked at Shura and said nothing.
Seeing this, Shura thought that Qin Yang was also incompetent and felt a little desperate.
"Then what, let me ask you a question, haven't your Gu clan inherited it for a long time?"
"How come you can't even solve this garbage toxin?"
"No matter what happens, don't you have the Ten Thousand Poison Gu? The Ten Thousand Poison Gu should also be able to absorb this ice-blood poison, right?"