The Three Worlds

"Li Fugui, you bastard, you caught the plague. If you don't find a place to wait to die, why are you here?"

The entire Medicine Street was in panic.

There have even been bad incidents of people squeezing others, pushing others, and stepping on others.

"puff……"

Suddenly, Li Fugui spat out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground.

All the curses around him seemed to be very close to him, but also very far away.

Everything in front of him began to become blurry.

"What? The 'plague' in Li Fugui's body broke out!"

Everyone was trembling with fear when they saw this scene.

Especially those who had had close contact with Li Fugui before were in despair.

"Everyone, don't worry! Don't worry!"

The old cow roared hysterically.

"We have special medicine, everything will be fine!"

While he was talking, he quickly opened the potion in his hand and poured it into Li Fugui's throat desperately.

There was panic on the field.

Some people even rushed to the lottery table.

But at this moment, a cold snort spread.

"What's the fuss about?"

Su Chen walked out from behind the lottery table.

Although he didn't use any spiritual energy, he had an invincible aura that enveloped the whole place, suppressing everyone so that they didn't dare to move.

"Master Su is here!"

Everyone's faces lit up, and when they saw Su Chen, the panic in their hearts suddenly disappeared.

There are rumors in the outside world that Mr. Su has the medicinal attainments of ‘Hua Tuo’s Reincarnation’ and will definitely be able to cure everyone.

"Master Su, we believe you!"

In the crowd, an old beggar man covered in rags raised his rice bowl in his hand and shouted.

"Yes, Mr. Su, we believe you!"

"Master Su, our lives are in your hands."

"Uuuu... Mr. Su, you have to save us!"

One after another, the pleas echoed.

After Su Chen heard this, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

In any case, the people of the ancient royal city did so for no reason, and they should not have become victims of the struggle over the Sword Emperor's inheritance.

Even if the Sword Emperor is gone, the peaceful life of this group of people should not be destroyed by them.

"Everyone, please be quiet. I, Su Chen, promise that any citizen of the ancient royal city can get medicine to treat the plague from me."

Su Chen glanced around and said.

"Thank you Mr. Su!"

"Thanks!"

"Master Su, you are a good person!"

Everyone's faces were full of excitement and anticipation.

At this time, several sharp-eyed people in the crowd exclaimed.

"woke up!"

"Look!"

"Li Fugui wakes up!"

boom!

These exclamations were like boulders hitting a calm lake, causing ripples immediately.

Everyone's hearts roared, and they all looked at Li Fugui at the lottery booth No. 1.

"I...I'm not dead?"

When Li Fugui woke up, he was surprised to find that he was still alive.

"Congratulations, you've come a long way from hell!"

Lao Niu gave Li Fugui a hug.

"Thanks!"

Li Fugui's eyes were filled with tears. Without saying a word, his feet softened and he knelt down.

Bang bang bang!

Li Fugui's head felt like it was made of iron, and he knocked on the ground desperately.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly. You have just recovered and are still very weak. Take a good rest!"

Lao Niu pulled hard and quickly pulled Li Fugui up from the ground.

When he saw tens of thousands of eyes all around him looking at him, there was no shame on his face, but instead he was full of excitement.

"No need to doubt it. The medicine developed by Mr. Su is real and can really cure the 'plague'!"

Li Fugui yelled with all his strength.

Bang bang bang!

On the field, there was an overwhelming applause.

Li Fugui is gone!

Went away with the joy of surviving the catastrophe!

In the entire medicine street, tens of thousands of customers came to the stage in an orderly manner to receive the medicine to cure the 'plague' according to the arrangements of the staff.

Everyone drinks the medicine as soon as they receive it.

Even if you are not infected with the 'plague', after drinking it, antibodies will be produced in your body to prevent the plague from taking hold.

As time went by, more and more people drank the potion, with relieved smiles on their faces.

Su Chen stood on the stage, watching this scene, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

The sun was shining down on him, giving him a warm feeling.

This kind of warmth was different from usual. It seemed to be mixed with a gift from heaven, allowing the spiritual energy consumed in his body to return to its original state at this moment.

In one day, Su Chen refined millions of bottles of potion.

What was involved was not only mental and mental effort, but also a huge consumption of spiritual energy.

But now when the sun shines, it allows him to recover in an instant.

This surprised him.

"Really...can really get feedback from heaven!"

Su Chen finally understood why Gu Mietian and Mo Lingzi would rather be blackmailed by him than get the prescription in his hand.

"Next, we must speed up the process of refining more antidotes to the plague, and spread all the medicines throughout the city before the city lord's palace and the pharmacists' union do."

On the Medicine Street side, things have stabilized.

Su Chen just left Huo Yi and a few people here to watch.

And himself.

Then he immediately returned to the restaurant and continued to refine the antidote.

Everyone performs their duties.

Complete the tasks at hand in an orderly manner.

South of No. 183 Waifu Road, this is the slum area of ​​Wangcheng.

Densely built and densely populated.

Therefore, the outbreak of the plague caused the largest number of people to die here.

If it hadn't been for the pharmacists' union's research into the 'corpse powder' some time ago, this place would have been littered with corpses.

this day.

Lie Mingjing took Little Huohuang around the slums several times.

Each one of them had a look of exhaustion on their faces.

"What a trap. We've been wandering around here for a long time, and so far we haven't found the second 'soul-binding bottle'."

Little Fire Phoenix said with a bitter face.

"Hey... maybe we are going in the wrong direction. There can be no other 'soul-binding bottles' in this place."

Lie Mingjing shook his head and said.

"Yes, along the way, we have checked in front of many people's houses, but we haven't seen the whereabouts of the 'soul-binding bottle'."

Little Fire Phoenix said with a look of approval.

"It would be great if the bald parrot was here. That guy has a very good nose. Like a dog, he can definitely find other 'soul-binding bottles' by just smelling them."

Hearing this, Lie Mingjing's heart moved and he tried to say.

"How about we go get the Flying Parrot over here!"

When Little Fire Phoenix heard this, he shook his head and refused without any hesitation.

"That's not possible. The bald parrot is deciphering something very important right now. We can't disturb it."

Little Fire Phoenix said seriously.

But in fact, the reason why it is unwilling to go to the Bald Parrot is not because it is trying to decipher the secret of the 'Bronze Small Cauldron', but because it does not want to admit defeat in front of the Bald Parrot.

"If I really beg that guy again, this Divine Phoenix will be completely disgraced."

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