Urban ancient fairy doctor

"Xiao Langjun, these two are for you."

After Yu Hualing dealt with the two Great Immortals, she held the two storage rings in her palms and handed them over as if nothing was wrong.

Ye Bufan was a little stunned. Seeing how obsessed with money the little girl had just been, he didn't expect to give the storage ring to him.

"Will you give this to me?"

Yu Hualing's almost perfect face was full of seriousness: "Of course, you are my little husband, I am all yours, and my things are naturally yours too!"

"Uh... okay then."

Although Ye Bufan was a little hesitant, he finally took the ring and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness. There were millions of fairy crystals and some spiritual medicine and grass-like cultivation resources inside.

I just searched all over, but couldn't find any sign that could prove the other party's identity.

He put the ring away, hesitated for a moment, and finally returned to his previous appearance.

Anyway, with such a silly Baitian by his side, he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to, so he might as well show his true colors to others.

Besides, the one who came to the Ice Empire this time represented the Flowing Light Sword Sect, so it was better to use his own appearance after all.

Not only did he remove the disguise technique, but he also hid his cultivation level again.

"Xiao Langjun, I think you are more handsome like this."

Yu Hualing looked at him with a smile, "By the way, why do you want to hide your cultivation?"

Ye Bufan warned: "This is my secret. You just need to keep it secret for me. Don't tell others."

"Okay, I won't tell others that your cultivation level is fake."

Yu Hualing nodded seriously, which made Ye Bufan feel unsure.

But no matter what, now that we have arrived at the Ice Empire, the plan must continue.

He took Yu Hualing and the two of them and continued to move forward. After that, the whole journey was extremely peaceful and no one else appeared.

It seems that the opponent's manpower is not particularly sufficient, and only two great immortals are arranged in this direction.

In other words, the other party was extremely confident and thought that such strength was enough to kill Ye Bufan.

About two hours later, they saw a huge ice city in the distance.

The reason why it is called the Ice Empire is because it is located in a bitterly cold land, and everywhere you look you can see a vast expanse of white ice and snow.

Although the whole city looks like an ice sculpture, it is magnificent. Looking from a distance, it is both beautiful and gives people a huge sense of oppression.

In comparison, those royal cities in the world of cultivation appear to be much weaker and cannot be compared at all.

The two people came to the city gate and were immediately greeted by several people.

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The tall city guards stopped him.

"What do you do?"

"I come from the Flowing Light Sword Sect..."

As soon as Ye Bufan said this, the city gate officer's expression changed drastically.

"The villain has seen the Holy Envoy!"

He fell to his knees with a plop, and several surrounding soldiers also knelt down.

The Flowing Light Sword Sect belongs to the first-class immortal sect, and they are like immortals in front of these soldiers in the secular world, showing incomparable awe.

As for verifying identity, this is not something they can do at all. Besides, who here dares to pretend to be the Supreme Immortal of Liuguang Sword Sect.

"Get up."

Ye Bufan was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, "Take me to your palace."

"Yes, Lord Holy Envoy!"

The city gate officer respectfully agreed, handed the city gate to others, and then led the way, leading Ye Bufan and his two men straight to the royal city.

In a palace in the royal city, the king of the country, Xiao Honglie, was lying on the dragon couch with a pale face. There was a chill in his body, his eyes were closed and his breath was extremely weak.

The eldest prince Xiao Yin stood in front of the bed and glared at the dozens of imperial doctors in front of him.

"Waste! You are all waste! What do I do to feed you? If my father had any shortcomings, none of you would survive, and you would all be buried with me!"

No wonder he was so angry. Until now, he was only the eldest prince and had not been crowned prince.

Regardless of seniority or seniority, he should inherit the throne.

However, Xiao Honglie suddenly collapsed, and there was no time to canonize him as the prince or leave an imperial edict.

In this case, his younger brothers are all eyeing him, and it's hard to say whether he can sit on the throne.

If these imperial doctors could restore Xiao Honglie's sanity, as long as he left an imperial edict, he would be able to inherit the throne openly and openly, and no one would dare to stand up and question it, but now they can't do this.

If Xiao Honglie really died like this, the entire Ice Dome Empire would immediately fall into civil strife, and might even fall apart.

Even if he can take the throne by then, it will still be a broken empire, far less powerful than it is now.

Facing the eldest prince's anger, the imperial doctors knelt on the ground, all trembling, and no one dared to speak.

The two white-haired old doctors at the head were Li Hongru and Wang Weiwei.

The two of them were the top doctors and usually had excellent medical skills, but now they were helpless in the face of Xiao Bailie's condition.

Xiao Yin was originally a Xuanxian, and at this moment, his momentum exploded, overwhelming everyone present and breathless.

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At this moment, a young eunuch hurried in from outside: "Your Highness, the Holy Envoy of the Liuguang Sword Sect has arrived outside the palace gate!"

"Really?"

Xiao Yin's gloomy face suddenly showed joy. He had sent someone to ask for help from the Liuguang Sword Sect before, but he didn't expect them to come so quickly.

"Line up to greet us immediately!"

He said and hurriedly walked out the door. When he came to the door, he suddenly turned back and looked at the many imperial doctors behind him.

"You just pray that the Holy Envoy of the Sword Sect can cure my father, otherwise you will all die!"

After saying this, he immediately summoned many guards to line up to greet him, and arrived outside the palace gate with the highest courtesy.

Ye Bufan and Yu Hualing were waiting at the door. In a short time, they saw the palace door open. In a short time, Prince Xiao Yin led his people to welcome them out.

His eyes glanced at Ye Bufan and the two, but immediately moved away, looking around.

"Where is the Holy Messenger?"

"That's what these two are."

The little eunuch standing nearby quickly pointed at Ye Bufan and the two.

"this……"

Xiao Yin's eyes fell on Ye Bufan again, filled with shock and confusion.

Normally, it is difficult to tell the age of immortals. Some old monsters have been practicing for tens of thousands of years, but they still look like they are in their twenties or thirties.

But the young man in front of him is obviously not in this category, because the immortal energy in him has not had time to be transformed, and it is obvious that he is a monk who ascended from the lower world.

How could such a person be the Holy Envoy of the Flowing Light Sword Sect?

Then his eyes fell on Yu Hualing again. Although she was wearing a veil on her face, she still couldn't hide her sweet smile.

Such a person cannot feel the breath of any cultivation at all, let alone the miracle doctor of Liuguang Sword Sect.

But the young eunuch had already said it, and he had to ask again, so he could only step forward and say: "Are you two from the Liuguang Sword Sect?"

Yu Hualing was the first to answer: "My husband is, but I am not."

Seeing Xiao Yin's confused look, Ye Bufan said: "I am a disciple of the Liuguang Sword Sect, and I am here to treat the king's illness under the orders of the great elder."

"this……"

Xiao Yin was a little at a loss for a moment. In his impression, the Flowing Light Sword Sect was a lofty existence, with a cloud of masters, and anyone sent out at random would be a strong one.

Many of the guards in his palace were accomplished disciples of the Liuguang Sword Sect.

But the man in front of him is obviously different. His cultivation level is pitifully low, but he is still a miracle doctor sent by the sect. How is this possible?