I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

The strange thing happened to fall in Qingxue's palm, and the scorching temperature made De Qingxue's palm feel piercing pain.

If such a thing is really swallowed in the stomach, wouldn't it mean that he will pierce the burning intestines of a person, and he will not want to live?

However, Xia Yu, kneeling in front of the attic, even if he felt the weird thing hot like magma in her palm, she did not hesitate to raise her head and swallow the weird thing in her palm with a mouth, and then swallowed the weird thing in her palm. In the scorching pain of his mouth and tongue, he swallowed the weird thing without hesitation.

Immediately, she felt that she herself seemed to swallow a fireball, a very hot little sun.

She could clearly feel that the water in her body was being dried up at an unimaginable speed, and evaporated from her body.

She saw with her own eyes that her own hands were at a terrifying speed, from the previous warmth like jade, green onion, immature and full of vitality, becoming extremely fast losing moisture, and slowly covered with blue veins and wrinkles. It became like the hands of an eighty or ninety-year-old woman like chicken feet.

The scorching heat in the body and the changes on the surface of the body caused Xia Yu's whole person to be on the verge of death in an instant, and became extremely weak.

In the attic with low curtains, a sweet short flute sounded again: "Swallow it, do you regret it?"

In response to the sound of the flute, Xia Yu's weak but decisive words: "No regrets, Xia Yu will never regret it."

"Qingxue is at stake. The life and death of the other juniors is unknown. They are the same sisters as Xia Yuqing. Xia Yu can't abandon them and live alone. It's like Xia Yu won't abandon her husband and live on her own."

Mr. Yudi in the attic heard Xia Yu's words and was taken aback for a while, then blew the jade flute in his hand again: "You may have thought, maybe, even if I swallow this thing, I may not be able to save it. It's sunny and snowy."

"Even, maybe, your other juniors have all died."

"You take off this thing for a Qingxue who may not be able to save it, and for a group of seniors who may have died, don't you regret it?"

Hearing the sound of the flute, Xia Yu did not hesitate to continue speaking weakly: "Xia Yu, I will not regret it though I die!"

"As long as there is a glimmer of hope to save Qingxue, as long as she has not seen the bodies of the juniors, Xia Yu will never regret it."

Hearing Xia Yu's words, there was a long and meaningful sigh in the attic after a while of silence.

Then there was no sound of the flute, but the curtain in front of the attic was raised again, and another thing flew out of it.

What flew out was a sapphire bottle with a thin neck and round belly, but the size of a finger.

The sapphire bottle fell on Xia Yu's palm, and Xia Yu immediately couldn't help letting out an exclamation.

Because the sapphire bottle just touched her palm, a layer of hoarfrost immediately condensed in her palm.

I don't know when, even the temperature around the room dropped to a very low level.

Seeing this sapphire bottle, Xia Yu also did not hesitate to open the seal, and drank the contents of the bottle with his head up.

Immediately, a face of her turned blood red because of the hot and strange thing that had been swallowed in her body. At this time, she had just poured the contents of the sapphire bottle into her mouth, and her face instantly changed to Iron blue color.

When she swallowed that thing slowly, she only felt that her throat and stomach, all seemed to be frozen for an instant as the thing passed by.

Then the cold thing in the sapphire bottle collided with the hot and strange thing that had been swallowed before.

The scorching heat hit Senhan, as if Hanbingyu met a fierce fire, which made Xia Yu feel like she was in eighteen layers of hell, suffering from countless sufferings of longevity.

This kind of pain makes life worse than death, and even Xia Yu couldn't help but snorted in pain, hitting the ground with his head with all his strength, scratching the ground with his nails with both hands.

Fortunately, before that, it seemed that the people in the attic had already prepared and arranged the formation method to isolate the sound in advance, and this did not alarm the other people in the inn.

But the formation of this sound isolation is obvious, and there is no defensive effect.

Because, when I saw the painful Xia Yu, I didn't know why. Suddenly, it became infinitely powerful. Every time his forehead hits the ground, it hits the extremely strong ground into a deep depression.

Every time Xia Yu couldn't help scratching the ground with her index fingers, she would leave deep scars on the ground, as if her nails on her hands were sharp weapons like iron and mud.

You know, just before Xia Yu’s all-out kowtow, it was only able to make a banging sound. The most shocking inn floor trembled slightly, and a little dust fell, and it could not cause the slightest damage to the ground. Instead, she knocked her forehead to pieces, making her **** skin, horribly miserable.

And Xia Yu's heart-piercing pain came quickly and went without any slowness. In a flash, it disappeared.

What's incredible is that Xia Yu, which had almost froze in the past due to swallowing those two things in his abdomen, made his body become skinny and almost froze.

His hands became tender as green again, dexterous and full of vitality, and the whole body was rejuvenated except for vitality. It can even be said that this vitality was once again radiated, and it was even better than before.

Even the part of Xia Yu's forehead that had been smashed was restored at this time. There was no trace of scars and blood. His face became more beautiful and refined than before, and a touch of touching appeared faintly. Style.

Feeling the changes in her whole body, Xia Yu didn't have the slightest joy or excitement on her face. She still knelt on the spot quietly, looking at the attic in front of her without saying a word.

Finally, in the exquisite and elegant attic, a short and pleasant flute sounded again: "This is the revival pill you want. I originally prepared it for myself, and I only have this one on my body."

"Since you are my disciples, and since you want to use it to save Qingxue, then you can take it."

As soon as the flute fell, the curtain in front of the attic rose again, and a round jade box flew out and fell into Xia Yu's palm.

Seeing the jade box in the palm of the palm, seeing the side of a box, the three small characters of revitalizing pills, and hearing the meaning of the flute, Xia Yu's expression of pain and struggle again appeared on her face. In the end, she didn't say a word, just right He knocked three heads again at the attic in front of him, then stood up, pushed the door out, and rushed towards the Huangyang Restaurant not far away.

And in the lobby on the second floor of the Huangyang Restaurant.

Sun Yaoting, sitting at the head of Lord Huang, listened to the words of the young man who had followed the doctor Yang, and finally said unbearably: "The little doll is pretending to be like a house. I thought there was a way of doing things, and playing like a decent house. of."

"Since you can't cure it, just step aside, or ask your grandfather, the old genius doctor, to do it himself and treat the patient."

"Since your medical skills are still poor, you still don't come out to mention people for treatment, lest you smash the golden sign that your grandfather has polished for decades."

After speaking, he looked to the side of the rickety body and stood there, the old genius doctor Yang said: "Old genius doctor, this time you have to trouble you personally to help the patient diagnose."

"What kind of remuneration you need, please mention it, our Beihai Escort will not treat you badly."

Unexpectedly, after listening to Sun Yaoting's words, the doctor Yang, who was originally squatted like a shrimp, straightened up suddenly, his eyes were as deep as a deep pond, staring at the opposite Sun Yaoting, his head, and then split open. Mouth, with a mouthful of white teeth, said: "Sorry, I can't do it, please forgive me, this patient, I can do nothing about this patient's illness."

When Sun Yaoting heard the other party's words, the look on his face was a bit ugly. He never thought that the North Sea Escort had declined so far. Even a genius doctor in a remote area would dare to confront him before everyone else.

He couldn't help but looked at the doctor Yang on the opposite side and asked: "What does the old doctor Yang mean? Is it dissatisfaction with Sun Mou, or dissatisfaction with my Beihai Escort?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing Sun Yaoting's obviously unpleasant words, the old man Yang still shook his head calmly, and then said calmly: "The prestige of the North Sea Escort, the old man has heard of it many years ago."

"It's just that the old man believes that the North Sea Escort will belong to the North Sea Escort, and that medical matters belong to the medical profession."

"The old man is talking about medical treatment with Mr. Sun. What does Mr. Sun tell me about the North Sea Escort? The old man is a little puzzled?"

"The old man can only say now, my grandson, the stinky little guy in front of you, is so powerful that he is far superior to my grandfather."

"Since he has checked the patient's condition just now, and has given the final diagnosis result, he believes that the patient is very ill and has no surgery."

"The old man thought, you should prepare for the patient's funeral this morning. You don't have to do other things. Even if you do, there will be no good results."

After finishing speaking, the old man shook his head at the crowd. He was not afraid of the obvious uneasy look of the North Sea Escort from the top to the bottom. He was once again supported by his grandson, and walked out of the hall on the second floor without looking back.

Zhang Heng found that from the beginning to the end, in the very short period of time when he entered the hall, Old Man Yang had not even glanced at Qingxue beside him.

Seeing Old Man Yang and his grandson walking out of the hall without looking back, the expressions of Huang Gong and Sun Yaoting, as well as the expressions of everyone else in the hall, became a little dim.

Then Huang Gong glanced at Sun Yaoting and the others and suddenly said, "Ms. Qingxue's funeral, let's come down and take care of it."

Then he ordered his subordinates to set up a mourning hall in the lobby on the first floor to prepare for the enshrinement.