There was a lazy voice from the person in the coffin: "Don't disturb my sleep if you have nothing to do."
Chen Yan said: "Little sister, something is wrong."
As the coffin lid opened, a pair of white and delicate jade hands stretched out. He stood up slowly. It could be seen that he was still a little tired of getting up. He rolled his eyes at Chen Yan with dissatisfaction and said, "Say."
"Do you know that after nerves are corroded and damaged by toxins, there is any way to repair them?"
"You are a doctor, but I am not. The evil doctor's inner classic is in your head, and you still come to ask me?" the man in the coffin replied angrily.
"However, there is no treatment method in this area in the Evil Medical Canon."
"Then I don't have any more."
"......All right!"
Chen Yan turned around and left in disappointment.
"Come back!" The man in the coffin stared at him with beautiful eyes, "You woke me up and left just like that?"
Chen Yan was not in the mood to chat with her now: "I still have to treat people. You have no choice, so I have to think of other ways. You can continue to sleep!"
The man in the coffin pushed open the lid of the coffin, sat on it, and said: "The third generation of evil kings I experienced also had their nerves corroded by powerful toxins, and was later cured."
Chen Yan immediately walked back and said in surprise: "How did he cure it?"
The man in the coffin rested his left foot on the coffin: "I don't know if it's because I haven't been out for a long time. I've been feeling sore and swollen in the soles of my feet recently. You squeezed it until it felt comfortable. Maybe I remembered it.
, after all, it’s been a long time ago.”
Chen Yan took a look at her white and delicate feet.
Wow, there is such a good thing... No, you think of me as a foot-washing girl, but for the sake of the health of the young woman and aunt, I will reluctantly squeeze it for you.
"etc!"
The person in the coffin retracted her feet just before Chen Yan was about to grab her feet, "Why do I think your expression is so vulgar?"
"Where is it? I'm just worried, okay? It's my aunt who was injured."
"Pinch it!"
Chen Yan picked up the feet of the man in the coffin.
Suddenly his spirit was shaken and his eyes widened.
He had actually always had a question just now, because he was the soul entering the Zi Mansion, not an entity. As for the existence of the person in the coffin, he had not yet figured out the nature of it, but now that he was holding her name in his hand, it was actually a person.
A clear sense of entity.
In other words, it is the same as outside entity to entity.
Not only is it very smooth, but it also has warmth, and you can even feel the tiny beating of blood vessels.
This is outrageous!
However, Chen Yan didn't think too much and started pinching it carefully.
The man in the coffin closed his eyes comfortably and hummed from his nose from time to time.
Depend on!
Can't you take care of the feelings of strong-blooded young men like us?
If you keep doing this, your life will be in danger.
"Little sister, we have known each other for half a year, and I still don't know your name." Chen Yan asked, not thinking about messy things.
"Zi Xi!" The man in the coffin glanced at him, but this time he didn't say, "Weak chickens don't deserve to know."
"So it's sister Zixi. How old are you?"
"Crack!"
A jade foot pressed on Chen Yan's face, and Zi Xi said with a cold face: "Are you allowed to inquire about a girl's age at will?"
Girl?
Grandma is pretty much the same!
Finally, both of Grandma Zixi's feet felt comfortable, and then she chirped: "I remember that back then, that generous guy from the third generation found a tendon-reinforcing marrow-replacing pill, and took three drops of it.
The essence and blood of the sixth-level demon king are used as medicine, which not only repairs the damaged nerves, but also improves the cultivation level to a higher level."
Muscle-replenishing and marrow-changing elixir?
This statement has an impression and is found in the Evil King's Alchemy Sutra.
I never thought it could repair nerves.
Three drops of the sixth-level demon king's blood essence... isn't this the reward he just got from the secret realm? But he can't get it out anymore, so he has to find it elsewhere.
"Thank you grandma, I'm leaving!"
"What did you call me?"
"Sister... I say thank you, sister!"
His soul returned to its original position and his consciousness was clear.
The man in the coffin, Zixi, looked at the empty Zi Mansion, cursed something, and lay down in the coffin again.