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Ji Qingyan ignored the shocked gazes cast on him by the young mage and the middle-aged mage. After the two got off the elevator halfway, only Ji Qingyan and the dragon cub were left in the small space, without anyone else. Chatting endlessly, Ji Qingyan felt even more anxious.

The light screen showing the number of floors in the elevator kept flashing, Ji Qingyan stared at it without blinking, wishing that the elevator could go up faster, faster.

The dragon cub on his shoulder sensitively sensed that Ji Qingyan's mood was not stable, so he whimpered lowly, leaned over and rubbed Ji Qingyan's neck, trying to calm him down.

Finally, the number on the display stopped at the eighth floor of No.80.

Chairman Zhuang He had just learned from the guard that Ji Qingyan had arrived at the association, and was about to go down to pick him up, but happened to bump into him at the elevator entrance on the 88th floor.

Ji Qingyan was surprised for a moment, and had no time to think: "Little... how is the elder Taishang doing now?"

Zhuang He shook his head: "Not too good, the vitality of the Supreme Elder is continuously losing, and many organs in the body are also failing..."

While leading Ji Qingyan the way, Zhuang He told him the current situation very quickly.

The 88th floor is the top floor of the Masters Association, and it is also the location of the offices and meeting rooms of the president and the elders.

Not all the elders are aware of and follow up the matter of the Supreme Elder in real time, but this time the matter of the Supreme Elder is too serious and sudden, and it is impossible to hide it from other elders.

They could only temporarily control the news within the elders, and did not let other mages know, so as not to cause panic.

In order to stabilize the treatment environment of the Supreme Elder, although the elders already knew the current situation, Zhuang He did not allow them to stay in the cabinet all at once.

Therefore, when they noticed a young fresh face, was brought into the president's office by President Zhuang He, and opened the door hidden behind the bookcase, no one would think that President Zhuang He was planning to invite the younger generation Go to the attic to talk.

The elders on the top floor started discussing immediately, but their voices did not reach the pavilion.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Ji Qingyan couldn't help trembling when he saw the figure of the person on the bed

Long withered and white hair, a gray and old face, a figure as thin as a skeleton, and an imperceptible breath of life emanating from all over his body.

Ji Qingyan clenched his fists subconsciously.

The face of the person on the bed was far from the little sun in his memory, but the breath on the other person was indeed the same as his little sun.

——This is definitely his little sun.

Ji Qingyan suppressed the sadness in his heart, and before Zhuang He and another female elder in the room could speak, he went straight to the bed and cast a series of spells.

The feedback from almost all spells is a shocking crimson or even black red color.

This means that the physical condition of the person being examined is quite poor, and he is suffering from severe pain both physically and mentally.

Lucia on the bedside closed her eyes, unable to bear to look at the dazzling red.

After a set of examinations, Ji Qingyan only felt a throbbing pain in his heart, which made his eye sockets slightly red.

He closed his eyes hard, trying to calm down his emotions, but failed.

Feng Xingyang didn't use the same way as Xiao Ai and the others to live until now, but used a more extreme one.

She turned herself into a necromancer, and while she had a long life, she also paid an unbearable price for ordinary people.

Ji Qingyan is also a necromancer, so he knows what kind of price it takes to become a necromancer. Even if his pain is borne by others, the last trace of pain still troubles him for a while.

But looking at the current appearance of Little Sun, she must have silently borne this price on herself.

——Not the same organ failure as Ji Qingyan, but sacrificed nearly half of his soul power.

Xiao Ai, Xiaolan, and Xiaowa also sacrificed their soul power, but their soul power damage is reversible and can be easily cured.

However, the situation of Little Sun is different.

She sacrificed her soul to the undead, which is the price of becoming a necromancer, and such a price is irreversible.

In other words, there is no cure.

Ji Qingyan never thought that this would be the case.

He glanced at the red-haired mage beside him, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment.

... Before the little sun, he also had beautiful and dazzling red hair, just like the sun in the sky, warm and full of hope.Instead of being like this now, with white silk hanging all over his head, he looks like an old man in the twilight, only pale, and the last trace of vitality left.

It would be a lie to say that I don't feel distressed.

Seeing that Ji Qingyan finished checking the elder on the bed, he seemed to be frozen in place, and Lu Xiya and Zhuang He on the side felt a little bit in their hearts.

Lucia's lips trembled: "Mr. Ji, teacher, she..." Is there any hope?

Maybe it was because Ji Qingyan's expression was too ugly, but Lucia couldn't ask this sentence completely, she was afraid that she would hear an answer from Ji Qingyan's mouth that would make her collapse.

Ji Qingyan came back to his senses: "Do you know that she is a necromancer now?"

Lucia was silent for two seconds: "I know."

Zhuang He on the side turned pale with shock.

Seeing the current situation of the Supreme Elder at a glance, this made Lucia feel hopeful: "Can you cure Teacher?"

Ji Qingyan shook his head: "The price of the necromancer cannot be cured."

Lucia froze in place.

"But it can relieve the symptoms." Ji Qingyan said again, "Saving your life is absolutely no problem."

All Ji Qingyan can do is to save the little sun's life, and try to minimize the pain caused by the price of becoming a necromancer on the little sun.

As for recovery...

If you can find a way to turn the necromancer into an ordinary mage again, there may be a chance.

But even Ji Qingyan has never heard of such a reversal method.

Hearing this, both Lucia and Zhuang He breathed a sigh of relief, and they seemed to want to say something to Ji Qingyan, but Ji Qingyan had already started treating the Supreme Elder, so they held back their thoughts for the time being.

In the final analysis, Little Sun's current physical condition is almost all caused by the price paid for becoming a necromancer. It seems very serious, but it is easier to alleviate it than Huihui's situation.

One is to cure, and the other is to relieve symptoms. It is clear at a glance whether it is difficult or easy to practice.

According to Zhuang He, Little Sun's situation had stabilized before, but last night it suddenly rebounded and aggravated.

It can't be for no reason, there must be a reason.

After using magic therapy to stabilize Feng Xingyang's condition again, Ji Qingyan started a new round of careful inspection, trying to find out the reason why Feng Xingyang's condition suddenly worsened.

After some inspections, his eyes fell on Feng Xingyang's neck.

"What is this?" Seeing Ji Qingyan gently pulling out the green rope around the elder's neck with her fingers, Lucia wanted to stop it, but she endured it.

Ji Qingyan is also looking at the things hanging from the rope.

It was a thumb-sized pendant in the shape of a green leaf. It seemed that because it had been worn close to the body, the pendant had been polished smooth, but the color was very dull for some reason.

The moment Ji Qingyan saw the pendant, he finally understood the reason why Little Sun's condition deteriorated.

It's actually not accurate to say that it's worsening, but this pendant has been helping Feng Xingyang suppress the pain caused by his soul power.But last night, the energy on this pendant was exhausted, and Feng Xingyang's symptoms suddenly broke out.

Ji Qingyan took the pendant off the red string, rummaged around in the ring, and took out a pendant that was almost exactly the same shape, also in the shape of a leaf, and strung it on the red string.

It's just that compared to the pendant on Feng Xingyang's neck, the pendant Ji Qingyan took out is full of color, full of emerald green color, bright and bright, even just looking at it can make people feel full of vitality .

Lucia couldn't help asking again: "Mr. Ji, this is..."

Ji Qingyan: "It's the leaves of the elves' tree of life."

After putting on the leaves, Feng Xingyang's condition quickly stabilized, and the detection instrument at the side also made a reassuring and steady beeping sound.

Lucia watched Ji Qingyan put away the leaf pendant, and looked at Ji Qingyan again, with unconcealable surprise and curiosity in her eyes, as if she was asking why Ji Qingyan had the leaves of the tree of life.

You know, even if it is a pure elf clansman, it is difficult to easily see the elf tree of life, let alone get a leaf of the tree of life.

Lucia didn't find it strange that the Supreme Elder owned such a leaf. After all, the Supreme Elder had a special status. One of his friends in ancient times was the Elf King Dilaner at that time.

But Ji Qingyan, how did a human who looked so young get this leaf?

But Lucia rationally did not ask this question.

No matter how Ji Qingyan obtained it, Lucia is very, very grateful that the other party has come here to treat the Supreme Elder without hesitation and donated such a precious leaf to the Supreme Elder.

Even if the leaf in Ji Qingyan's hand came from a wrong source, Lucia couldn't care less.

She even started to think that if someone from the elves came to trouble Ji Qingyan, she might be able to stop Ji Qingyan.

The status of the elder of the Master Association still has a certain weight.

Ji Qingyan borrowed Lucia's elixir room and brewed elixir in it for an afternoon.

Although the existence of the leaves of the tree of life quickly stabilized Feng Xingyang's physical condition, the injuries that had already occurred to his body still required additional treatment.

The physical damage caused by the soul power made Lucia and other elders of the Mage Association at a loss, but Ji Qingyan was familiar with it.

Lucia still stood by the bed, quietly staring at Feng Xingyang on the bed.

The face of the person on the bed has become much better, and the bruises on the lips have disappeared, leaving only a little paleness.

Zhuang He stood beside her, and the seriousness on his face had receded.

Lucia: "I always feel... Mr. Ji's identity is not simple."

Zhuang He didn't respond. Before today, he only thought that Ji Qingyan was a junior with outstanding ability, but the ability Ji Qingyan showed today made him feel that Ji Qingyan might not be as simple as he thought.

Something flashed through Lucia's mind, but she couldn't catch it in time.

Lucia lowered her eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Forget it, your identity doesn't matter, he saved the teacher, and that's what we should care about."

What's more, Ji Qingyan said just now that if there is no accident, the elder Taishang will wake up in a few days.

For Lucia and Zhuang He, this is the best news.

After all, the Supreme Elder...she has been in a coma for several months.

Not long after, the door of the elixir room was pushed open.

Lucia got up quickly and gave Ji Qingyan the seat beside the bed.

After Ji Qingyan skillfully fed the brewed elixir to the comatose little sun, she told Lucia the dosage of the elixir.

Lucia looked serious, and wrote down everything Ji Qingyan said.

After ordering, Ji Qingyan hesitated again.In fact, the best way is to take Little Sunshine by his side and let him take care of her personally.

But... Lucia and the others who don't know his identity will definitely not agree.

When Ji Qingyan was thinking, Lucia suddenly exclaimed: "Teacher!"

Ji Qingyan subconsciously turned around and looked behind him, but two thin arms wrapped around his waist first, and then, the person on the bed struggled twice, and buried his head in Ji Qingyan's arms , the tone was hoarse and choked: "Teacher..."

The dragon cub on Ji Qingyan's shoulder sharply saw the arms around Ji Qingyan's waist, and his face darkened instantly.

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