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"Sister Hongzhu, what you said is true?"

In the south courtyard, in the room, Li Ziye asked with a look of shock after hearing what Hong Zhu said.

"Although it's just a guess, nine out of ten it's true." Hong Zhu nodded.

"I'm going to find him!"

Li Ziye immediately got up and walked outside.

"Do not impulse."

Hong Zhu stretched out his hand, grabbed the former, and said seriously, "He didn't tell everyone, because he didn't want us to worry. Before finding a solution, let's pretend he doesn't know."

"Is there any way, until now, we still can't find the whereabouts of Wugensheng, there is no way!" Li Ziye said with a gloomy expression.

"Rootless?"

While the two were talking, Mao Nanfeng passed by outside the room. Hearing the movement inside, he stopped and asked curiously, "What is Rootless?"

It sounds like it's amazing.

In the room, Li Ziye looked at the old pervert drifting by outside, and said casually, "It's a magic medicine, it's used to cure diseases."

"Cure? What disease, who is sick?"

Mao Nanfeng became more and more curious, walked into the room quickly, and asked.

When Li Ziye saw that the old pervert had come in, he made up a random reason and said, "A friend, it's just a minor illness, so I don't need to worry about it."

"you are lying."

Mao Nanfeng mercilessly exposed the lies of the kid in front of him, and said, "How can you use magic medicine for minor illnesses? Your words are inconsistent."

Hearing this, Li Ziye couldn't help but roll his eyes. This old pervert's logical thinking is quite rigorous.

"Could it be that the red candle girl is sick?"

Mao Nanfeng moved his eyes, looked at the girl next to the kid in front of him, sized him up carefully, and said with what he thought was the most kind smile on his face, "Little girl, this king is proficient in medicine, do you want this king to treat it for you?" Feel the pulse?"

Seeing the former's disgusting smile, Hong Zhu subconsciously took half a step back with a look of guard on his face.

Why is this Southern King of the Witch Clan acting like an old pervert?

"Senior, it's not Miss Hongzhu who is sick, it's another friend of mine." Li Ziye hurriedly explained.

Mao Nanfeng looked back, puzzled, "What kind of disease is it? Also, is it hard to find the rootless growth you mentioned?"

"Seven yin severing veins."

Li Ziye didn't continue to hide it, sighed lightly, and said, "As for the rootless, my Li family has been searching for it for more than ten years, and so far, I have found nothing."

"Seven Yin Absolute Vessels?"

Mao Nanfeng had heard about it, and was startled, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and said, "Does this disease really exist?"

He also thought that Qiyin Juemai was just something fabricated by the storyteller.

"Ah."

Li Ziye nodded and said, "It's very scary. When it erupts, it's like being in an ice cave. You're close to death."

"It sounds really interesting."

A look of interest flashed across Mao Nanfeng's face, and he said, "Can you call your friend over and let me have a look."

Li Ziye frowned and asked, "What is senior going to do?"

"Just take a look."

Mao Nanfeng said sternly, "Since it is to see a doctor, you can't hide your illness from the doctor. What if the king can think of a way."

Li Ziye's expression was slightly condensed, with a look of thinking on his face.

Although this old pervert is very unreliable, he does have some skills.

Sister Hua's situation is already very serious, if it continues like this, she will only die.

"it is good."

Li Ziye quickly settled down, and promised with serious eyes, "Senior, if you can save Sister Hua's life, my Li family will do my best to help senior find her daughter, and I will never break my promise."

Mao Nanfeng looked at the serious look of the kid in front of him, and his expression became serious, and said, "I will do my best."

"Sister Hongzhu, let's go, let's find Sister Hua."

Li Ziye looked at the red candle behind him and said.

"Ah."

Hong Zhu nodded and replied softly.

The two then left to find someone.

In the room, Mao Nanfeng saw the two leaving, thought for a while, and left the room to prepare things first.

Qiyin Juemai is indeed a rare experimental material in the world.

I just don't know if the flower girl can bear it.

After half an hour.

Outside the South Court.

Li Ziye and Hong Zhu walked over with Hua Feng.

"Young master, what kind of King Nan is this, is he really that powerful?" Hua Feng asked in puzzlement.

"of course."

Li Ziye replied very affirmatively, "My seventh meridian is hard to break. Senior Nan Wang helped me break [-]% of it in one go. Even my master couldn't do it. Sister Hua, trust me, Senior Nan Wang. Very powerful and very reliable.”

Hua Fengdu frowned slightly upon hearing this.

He doesn't know whether other people are reliable or not, but he knows that this young man of theirs must be unreliable.

If not, this Nan Wang is not a normal person.

On the side, Hong Zhu listened to what the two said, but did not interrupt.

She doesn't know much about that Nan Wang, so it's not appropriate to say more, but that man looks very perverted.

Moreover, just now I heard from the young master that if he wants to find a daughter for Nan Wang, how reliable is a person who has lost all his own daughters.

Of course, it's none of her business.

Huafengdu's body is already like this, so he can only let Nan Wang take a look at it, and the dead horse can be regarded as a living horse doctor.

Soon, the three came to the south courtyard.

Mao Nanfeng heard the commotion outside, walked out quickly, looked at the woman behind the two, his face showed excitement, and said, "This is the flower girl, right? She really has an extraordinary temperament, she looks like a lady from everyone, Nice to meet you."

The corners of Hua Fengdu's mouth twitched, and he turned around to leave.

"Yep."

Li Ziye grabbed Sister Hua who was about to leave, nodded vigorously and said, "This is Sister Hua, but Sister Hua is a man."

"male?"

Mao Nanfeng was shocked when he heard the words!

shit.

Missed!

However, as the Southern King of the Witch Clan, Mao Nanfeng still had the ability to adapt. He immediately came back to his senses, looked at the man who was more beautiful than a woman in front of him, and said nonchalantly, "My lord, can I let the king check it out?" Take a pulse."

Hua Fengdu frowned, suppressed his nausea, and stretched out his arms.

Young master, why do you always know some psychopaths?

This Southern King of the Witch Clan is not a normal person at first glance.

Mao Nanfeng took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the arm of the person in front of him, and immediately checked his pulse.

Gradually, Mao Nanfeng's expression became serious, but there was an unconcealable excitement flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being the world's number one incurable disease, seven yin and veins.

This pulse condition is truly unheard of and unseen.

How did this guy survive to this day?

According to this pulse, if you can live for ten years, you will be thankful.

"Senior, how is it?"

On the side, Li Ziye asked nervously.

"It's very troublesome."

Mao Nanfeng withdrew his hand, thought for a while, and said in a concentrated voice, "I can't handle it alone, I need help."