The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

If it weren't for the two Qiao brothers, Ning Xi wouldn't bother to pay attention to the Qiao family's affairs.

The Qiao family became more and more mysterious, and Ning Xi always had an indescribable bad feeling.

"Does your mother have a token left by your biological father? Something contaminated with his breath will do. It would be even better if it has blood essence or something like that." Ning Xi decided to try to find Qiao Sheng.

When her cultivation reached the late Nascent Soul stage, she could also use some mystical techniques.

Qiao Qingyi was stunned for a moment, and soon remembered Ning Xi's mysterious and mysterious methods, "My mother can wake up for an hour or two in two or three days. I will ask when I go back and wait for her to wake up."

"Well, if there is something, bring it here and I'll try to find it directly." Ning Xi nodded.

Qiao Qingyi's eyes were full of surprise, "Okay, I can't thank you enough. I've been really grateful to you recently!"

Ning Xi smiled and said: "We are friends, there is no need to be so polite!"

After sending Qiao Qingyi away, Ning Xi and Luo Yinhuang continued to practice.

That night, there was a sudden knock on the door.

A knock on the door interrupted their practice in the middle of the night, and both Ning Xi and Luo Yinhuang were a little confused about who it could be.

Luo Yinhuang stood up and opened the door, and saw the fat man suddenly rushing in.

"What's wrong?" Ning Xi opened the bedroom door and walked out.

The fat man was sweating profusely and was very anxious, "My brother is seriously injured. Boss, please go and save him!"

Ning Xi was a little surprised, "What's going on?"

"I don't know the specific situation. He and Long Zeyu jointly went to the border for a spying mission, but they were attacked. After escaping back to the imperial capital overnight, they both fell into a coma. The group of useless doctors and alchemists in the imperial capital are now completely helpless. "

The fat man grabbed Ning Xi's arm and looked like he was about to collapse. "Boss, you can definitely save my brother, right?"

Ning Xi saw Fatty like this for the first time. The relationship between the two brothers was very deep. She comforted him: "Don't worry, as long as there is still breath, we will do our best."

"You lead the way!"

"good!"

The three of them did not drive, but teleported directly towards the Imperial Capital First Military Region Hospital as quickly as possible.

At this time, there were several senior officials standing in the senior ward of the military hospital, not only Mr. Su and Mr. Long, but also the minister of the military and several senior military officials.

The fat man rushed into the room with Ning Xi and Ning Xi. Ning Xi saw one person lying on each of the two hospital beds. They were both in the same situation. His breath was weak and his face was blue and black, as if he had been poisoned.

"Minister, Marshal Su, Marshal Long!" Ning Xi greeted them.

Mr. Su looked anxious and rarely lost his temper. He suddenly remembered the recent incident of Qiao Qingyi being cured by her, and hurriedly said: "Ning Xi, can you see if they can be saved?"

The two most powerful doctors at the First Military Region Hospital and a seventh-level alchemist who was invited all frowned slightly.

They thoroughly checked the situation of Su Haoyang and Long Zeyu. They should have been poisoned by some mutant beast. When they escaped, they used spiritual power to intensify the activity of the toxin. By now, the poison had penetrated their hearts. They wanted to save Biden. The sky is still difficult.

They also admitted that Ning Xi was very talented in formations and other arts, but treating the two of them was no more than a joke.

"Mr. Su, you'd better express your condolences!" One of the doctors, who was usually rather arrogant by nature and the vice-president here, stepped forward and said.

His meaning was obvious. It was impossible for Ning Xi to save the two of them. He told Mr. Su and others not to lose their minds or have any hope. It was better to accept the reality.