Heretic Doctor Zihou

A curse on blood?

Inherit the ancient voodoo art?

Although Zihou does not have a deep understanding of the hidden information, just listening to it makes people feel creepy.

"Blood curse and his dantian injury..." Zihou thinks of Mo Yunhuang's broken dantian.

Haifeng pondered for a moment, shook his head, and looked away from the cold pond to look at the bottom of Zihou, "No connection..."

no connection?

"The recurrence of the old disease he said before was actually referring to the blood curse?" Zihou opened his eyes slightly.

"Not bad!"

Zihou took a breath.

It turned out that Emperor Mo Yun said that Dantian was fine before, and this is true!

However, he concealed the blood curse from her under the guise of a broken dantian.

"Well, you Mo Yunhuang, what are you hiding from me!" The hand on the side of Zihou squeezed into a fist, saying in his heart that it is impossible without anger.

She had said to Mo Yunhuang before that absolute trust between the two is better than necessary confession. But, look at him, what did he do?

However, no amount of anger is as great as the uneasiness and distress that suddenly rises in my heart.

Seeing Emperor Mo Yun being trapped by the blood curse, life is better than death, and her heart hurts to numbness!

At the same time, there was a lot of anxiety in her heart.

What else did Emperor Mo Yun conceal? What did he suffer silently?

"Magic Concubine..." Haifeng observed the subtle changes on the face of Zihou, and did not miss the gloomy emotions in her eyes.

"The Lord did this to prevent you from worrying!" Haifeng wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows, pondered, and then continued to speak.

When he said this, he thought of when the Devil Consort left Moyun City to go to Dragon Valley, he asked the Lord a question:

"Lord, you conceal the blood curse from the devil concubine, if the devil concubine knows about it..."

At that time, the answer given by the Lord was yes, but there was too much uncertainty in his tone.

And he didn't expect at that time that a small worry at the beginning would become the same today.

"I know!" Zihou nodded without thinking.

She knew Mo Yunhuang's starting point for doing this. Therefore, the reason for her anger is not here. She was angry that Emperor Mo Yun only thought of not worrying her, and never thought that since two people are together, they should be in the same boat and ride the storm together!

"Then, you..." Hayate asked tentatively.

"It's okay!" Zihou shook his head.

The little qi in his heart also saw everything that Mo Yun Emperor endured at this time was transformed into nothing.

Mo Yunhuang loves her after all. And he has always adhered to the principle of letting her fly high, allowing her to grow as much as possible on her own without worrying about her life.

However, there are some things that may be messed up if they are concerned.

Emperor Mo Yun's handling of some details was not perfect after all.

Therefore, this kind of thing will be done.

But, if you think about it carefully, are the two people who really love each other in this world perfect in the way they get along in the first place?

Most of them are made step by step!

Thinking about herself, she actually has many shortcomings.

Ever since, Zihou was relieved.

However, some things still need to be clear. Of course, not now.

"Is there any way to help him relieve his pain?" Zihou asked Haifeng.

"Subordinates don't know..." Hayate shook his head.

Before the blood curse of the Lord was attacked, he was alone in this cold pond to adjust his breath and cultivate. Even though the last time the blood curse came back from the ancient forbidden area in the Western Desolation, it was so serious that he even thought that the Lord was going to be crazy, it took him nearly three months to recover!

This time...

A dignified color appeared in the eyes of Haifeng.

"I get it!" Zihou nodded, "Let's do it, you guard outside first, I will think of a way!"

"Okay." Hayate nodded, then stepped outside and left.

By the cold pond, Zihou was left alone.

Looking at the still boiling water of the cold pond and the iron-like skin of Emperor Moyun in the middle of the cold pond, Zihou frowned fiercely again.

"Blood Curse..." Zihou stroked his chin and thought about it seriously.

Although she didn't understand the specific damage principle of the blood curse, the external manifestation was such obvious scorching heat.

"Yes!" After a while, Zihou looked happy.

"The Emperor Yun needs to fight against the energy of the blood curse in the cold pool, so won't the pill with the cold medicinal effect be helpful?" Zihou muttered to himself and combed his thoughts.

The more I thought about it, the more I found it feasible, Zihou couldn't help being excited.

However, what makes Zihou a little bit embarrassing is that she doesn't have a cold pill. Need to refine now!

Without giving myself time to hesitate, the Zihou thought moved, and the next second was filled with pills and a black medicine pot.

Because I have already studied the ancient fragments by heart, Zihou can already refine the pill without referring to the fragments.

The dark Vientiane treasure land, as always, the atmosphere is simple and secluded. Around Baoding, there are many medicinal plants that are needed to refine the pill.

everything's ready!

"噗~" With a thought in Zihou, a flame suddenly lit up at the fingertips.

The faint golden flame carries the temperature enough to burn everything. The moment the flame lit up, the surrounding space tended to collapse!

Zihou holds the Suzaku sacred fire left by the Lich Throne.

Compared with the ghost fire that hasn't been completed today, the Vermilion Sacred Fire obviously has a more powerful power. Use the Suzaku sacred fire to refine the pill with twice the result!

The golden flame was thrown into the Vientiane treasure pot, and then the spiritual plant medicinal materials melted one by one...

Everything is done in an orderly manner.

Compared to the usual alchemy, now, because of the Mo Yunhuang in his heart, Zihou also speeds up the alchemy as much as possible without affecting the quality of the pill.

However, this speedup naturally comes at a price.

For example, the huge consumption of mental power.

It didn't take long for Zihou to sweat on the forehead. In addition, a pale look gradually appeared on the cheeks of Zihou.

Regarding all this, Zihou didn't know it, and all thoughts were in the medicine cauldron in front of me.

The refining of the demi-tier pill is quite handy for today's Zihou.

After about a quarter of an hour, clouds gathered in the firmament of the night sky. For a time, the night was dark with the stars scattered!

Above the dome of the night sky, there is a faint silver light that is bright and dark!

Thunder robbery is coming!

In the vast continent, refining the pill of rank nine or more is a kind of super plane against the rules. If you want to successfully refine a demigod-level pill, you need to go through the baptism of thunder!

Because it is not the first time to refine a demi-god elixir, Zihou is no stranger to the thunder of a demi-god elixir.

Above the ink-colored sky, a silver thunderbolt pierced through the air, accurately slamming on the body of Wanxiang Baoding, making a crackling sound.

A silver thunder and lightning power surrounds the Wanxiang Baoding.

The power of terror is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Of course, if the general medicine cauldron is used to refine the semi-divine pill from now on, under the thunder calamity, the ordinary medicine cauldron will also be broken into powder.

"Huh?" Zihou stood quietly and watched Lei Jie descend.

Obviously, this thunder robbery was much stronger than every one before.

"It should be that the quality of the medicine has improved! And there has been a qualitative improvement!" Zihou murmured after thinking about it for a while.

If the Thunder Tribulation will become stronger and stronger as the quality of the pill is improved, what kind of Thunder Tribulation will be brought down if she refines the god-level pill in the vast continent?

The thoughts in Zihou couldn't be controlled for a while, and they quickly recovered.

Can't wait to take out the pill from the medicine cauldron and put it in a transparent jade bottle.

There are about forty pills in the jade bottle.

The ice-colored pill, crystal clear, like ice balls. There was even a wave of cold air evaporating throughout the body. Zihou can feel the extreme cold temperature passing through the palm of the hand through a jade bottle.

"You're done!" Looking at the work in his hand, Zihou curled his lips slightly.

The smile on the corners of the lips disappeared before he could stop for a moment.

Zihou turned around and looked at Emperor Mo Yun, who was still suffering endlessly in the cold pool, and his hand holding the jade bottle tightened.

Thump~

Zihou didn't even think about it, and jumped into the cold pool.

The hot water drowned her for a while. The scorching temperature filled the surroundings.

Because it is the water of the cold pool, the water quality is special, and the boiling water temperature is extremely high, which is not comparable to ordinary water.

If it is an ordinary person, or a cultivator who is not strong enough in physique, the consequences of entering the cold pool will definitely be skin and flesh, and one can't die again!

Zihou is a special physique after all. After experiencing the nether evil fire quenching the body, then the power of chaos washed the whole body, and not long ago experienced the baptism of the Suzaku holy fire.

The water of the cold pool boils again, and it is still within the acceptable range of Zihou.

Zihou took a deep breath and felt that not only the heat but also a huge force pushed her away...

"Don't come here!" Mo Yunhuang said suddenly at this moment.

The action of Zihou paused, and he raised his eyes to look at the emperor Mo Yun in the mist.

His voice was low and hoarse, his face still slightly drooping, and his expression gloomy.

"Emperor Yun, I'm fine, I have a pill, I can help you!" Zihou twitched the corners of his lips, making his voice as soft as possible.

"Danger..." Emperor Mo Yun spoke again after a short while.

"Trust me, I'm fine!" When Zihou said this, he looked confident.

She didn't fly directly to Mo Yunhuang just now, just to try the water.

Now in this cold pool, she can probably determine the temperature or energy riots around Emperor Mo Yun, and it is still within the range that she can bear.

Mo Yunhuang didn't say anything, and Zihou could feel the force that pushed her far away.

Zihou raised eyebrows and slowly approached Mo Yunhuang in the water.

Although the scorching temperature and the strange energy riots were within her tolerance, the little by little approach made Zihou suffer!