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Chapter 165 Be honest

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    "Old Yue! Elder Yue! Hurry! Something happened to the master!"

    The main city of Black Territory, Mingzun Palace.

    Bei Qing and Feng Yu hurried back with Ye Qianyi.

    The latter was still in a coma, and the two placed them behind the dormitory hall. Feng Yu stayed behind to guard it, while Bei Qing rushed directly to the medicine hall!  Looking for Mr. Yue!

    The other party was brought back by Ye Qianshan when he went out once!

    Sit in the Medicine Hall!

    No one knows how high the alchemist level of this elder Yue is. They only know that he is the only one who can see some clues about his master¡¯s injury that renders all the alchemists in Zhenyan Continent powerless!

    The holy healing medicine that Ye Qianshan usually soaked in when he was injured was also prepared by him!

    In the entire Zhenyan Continent, he is the only one who can slightly relieve Ye Qianshan's injury!

    "Mr. Yue, come with me quickly!"

    Beiqing hurried all the way to the medicine hall, not caring what Mr. Yue was doing, just grabbing people and running away!

    Ye Qianshan's injury was so severe this time. God knows how they felt when they rushed in and saw that the pool in the bathing hall was dyed red!

    Your heart is going to stop with fear, okay?  !

    As the masterhe must not let anything happen to him!

    "Hey! Just wait! I'm going to kill you, you brat! Just wait! I haven't gotten the medicine yet!"

    Mr. Yue was in the medicine hall sorting out the medicinal materials to be re-mixed for Ye Qianshen, when he was suddenly pulled by Bei Qing, and the medicine in his hand almost fell to the ground!

    Where can Beiqing wait?

    He directly raised his hand and swept away all the things in Mr. Yue's room with a snap!

    Xumi space!

    The rarest and most precious Xumi space in Zhenyan Continent, a magic weapon for storage!

    Seeing Beiqing wave his hand to accept the things in such a large room, I don¡¯t know how big the space of the Sumeru Ring in his hand is!

    You know, in Zhenyan Continent, one square meter of storage space is enough to drive people crazy!

    And what Beiqing has in his hands is probably no less than a few hundred square meters!

    "Okay! It's all done now! Mr. Yue, let's go! I'll get you whatever you want later!"

    As he said this, he couldn¡¯t help but pull Mr. Yue and run away!

    The latter stared blankly with his old eyes and was dragged by him for a distance before he remembered to yell.

    "I'm sorry, you little bastard! Why don't you leave me a bed! And my chamber pot! Why are you putting it away too?!"

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    Ming Zun Palace, sleeping hall.

    On the large and gorgeous bed, the god-like man lay on the milky white jade pillow with his eyes slightly closed.

    That face of indescribable beauty, even if it is in a coma, cannot hide the noble elegance, majesty and beauty in it.

    "How are you, Mr. Yue? Master, is he okay?"

    Beside the bed, Bei Qing kept pacing next to him with an anxious look on his face.

    "Okay! Are you annoyed? I've just started to take my pulse! Just ask me if anything is wrong! Do you think I'm a god?! Get out of my way!"

    Mr. Yue was upset by his question, so he raised his leg and kicked him aside!

    He just took away all the things in his room, and I haven¡¯t even settled the accounts with him yet!

    You are being stupid again!

    Mr. Yue puffed his beard and glared, and wanted to curse some more. Suddenly, his expression turned stern.

    "Huh?! This pulse!"

    Not bothering to talk to Bei Qing, a stupid dog anymore, he hurriedly checked Ye Qianshan¡¯s pulse carefully!

    After a while, Mr. Yue let go of Ye Qianshan's wrist, looked at Bei Qing and Feng Yu who were nervous at the side, and asked with a serious face: "Be honest! Are there any other practitioners before me?"  Did the pharmacist examine your master's injury?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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