Urban ancient fairy doctor

The Seventh Elder Leng Xilou next to him also sneered: "Have you seen that this is how the Flowing Light Sword Sect treats you? The majestic king is sick, and he only sent one registered disciple. Do you have to say anything more?"

Xiao Yin was speechless. He really had nothing to say about this matter. He could only wave his hands and ask the guards beside him to retreat.

Although his status is low, he is really a member of the Liuguang Sword Sect, so he is not lying.

Leng Xilou said again: "Those who know the current affairs and join our Tiangang Sect are much better than the Liuguang Sword Sect."

"As long as we join the Tiangang Sect, the elder will cure our father's illness immediately."

Xiao Chong said proudly, "Brother, now that the divine doctor is right in front of you, you won't refuse to diagnose my father, right? Do you have other motives?"

This guy has no other skills, but he is a top-notch hater, and he casually picked up another big hat.

Xiao Yin shook his head helplessly, naturally unwilling to agree in his heart, but he could not find a reason to refute.

"I can't make the decision on such a big matter, it must be decided by my father."

Leng Xilou said: "In this case, I will let Lord Xiao wake up first. If he agrees, I will cure him completely. If he doesn't agree, I will leave.

At that time, you can only ask the Flowing Light Sword Sect to see if they will send you another outer disciple. "

Xiao Yin said: "Okay."

He had absolutely no choice now. If the other party could cure Xiao Honglie, he would have no choice but to accept his fate. Who made Liuguang Sword Sect so unreliable that they only sent one registered disciple?

Leng Xilou turned around and walked towards the bed, when Ye Bufan's voice came to his ears: "You can't cure his disease just by yourself!"

He stopped and looked over with disdain: "Ignorant boy, what do you know about medical skills?

Maybe you can have some skills in the lower world, but you are worthless in front of me, nothing! "

Xiao Chong shouted: "Boy, what are you still doing here? Why don't you get out of here!"

He has now made up his mind to join the Tiangang Sect, so he doesn't care about the identity of the Liuguang Sword Sect at all.

Ye Bufan glanced at him: "Will you pay the price later?"

"Hahaha, you really treat yourself like a piece of cake."

Xiao Chong laughed arrogantly, "In that case, I will let you stay for a while, so that my father can see how the Flowing Light Sword Sect treats my Ice Empire."

He originally wanted to drive Ye Bufan away, but he thought that he would have to persuade Xiao Honglie later that it would be more beneficial for him to stay.

Leng Xilou stopped paying attention and came to Xiao Honglie, putting his hand on his pulse.

Xiao Chong followed and asked nervously: "Elder, how is my father's condition?"

"With me here, no matter how serious the illness is, it will be fine."

After checking the other party's condition, Leng Xilou became more and more confident.

"It's just the evil spirit that has entered his body. I will help him get rid of it now and he will wake up soon."

Xiao Chong said quickly: "Everything depends on the elder."

At this moment, he was filled with joy. Originally, he had always lost to Xiao Yin in the battle for the crown prince, but now it was different. The chance for him to stand up finally came.

As long as the father wakes up and finds out that he asked someone to save him, he will definitely look at him with admiration, and he might be crowned prince immediately.

Xiao Yin's face was full of frustration. It seemed that he was destined to miss the throne.

Ye Bufan stood there with a faint smile on his face and a calm expression.

"Boy, please watch and see what real medical skills are!"

After Leng Xilou finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Xiao Honglie's Dantian, drawing the strong immortal energy through it.

The Tiangang Sect originally practiced the most powerful and most yang skills. As the elder of the sect, Daluo Xian, his immortal essence was extremely pure and pure.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Xiao Honglie could see the change. The sinister aura on his body quickly disappeared, a long-lost flush appeared on his originally pale face, and his breathing became steady.

From the appearance of the whole person, he has recovered his health, and there seems to be no disease at all.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yin's heart sank to the bottom. It seemed that he had completely missed the throne.

In contrast, Xiao Chong was grinning from ear to ear.

"Hahaha, the elder is really good at healing, and he deserves to be called a miraculous doctor!"

Then he looked at Ye Bufan proudly: "Boy, have you seen it? This is the real miracle doctor, this is the real medical skill, you are still far away!"

Ye Bufan smiled and shook his head: "It's too impetuous. It's too early to make a decision now."

"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin! I will let Lord Xiao wake up now."

Leng Xilou said as he stretched out three fingers to start counting down, "One, two, three, wake up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked over.

When I saw Xiao Honglie's rosy face and steady breathing, I thought he had been completely cured.

But after waiting for a long time, the other party was still lying there, in a coma, without any sign of opening his eyes.

“Four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety, hahaha, it’s so fun.

Old man, you're counting wrong. They don't even want to remember. "

Yu Hualing's sweet voice sounded in the hall, but it was like a big mouth slapped on Leng Xilou's face.

"This...how is this possible!"

Leng Xilou's eyes widened and he didn't understand what was going on. He put his hand on Xiao Honglie's pulse gate again and started to diagnose the pulse again.

But after feeling the pulse for a long time, everything in the body was normal. Logically speaking, the yin and yang were balanced, so he should wake up immediately. How could there be no reaction?

"The time must have been too short just now, let's try again now."

Thinking of this, he inserted a ray of immortal essence into Xiao Honglie's body, and then started counting again.

"One or two..."

Leng Xilou was counting while staring closely at Xiao Honglie. When he counted to two, the other party still didn't respond and couldn't help but slow down.

"Old man, have you forgotten the numbers below? Let me tell you, after two is three, and after three is four. How about I help you count, one, two, three, four, five..."

The little girl spoke very fast, like a machine gun.

Being laughed at by Yu Hualing, Leng Xilou's face was on fire. Now he was on the verge of making a decision. He had no choice but to wait for a long time and could only count out three words.

But after saying that, Xiao Honglie still lay there without any reaction.

At this time, everyone present was stunned, and the room was filled with embarrassment.

At this moment, Leng Xilou no longer had the arrogance and arrogance he had before, and sweat gradually began to form on his forehead.

He felt that he had seen through Xiao Honglie's condition, but so far it really had no effect.

Xiao Yin's eyes lit up instantly, as if he could see hope again.

"Sir Elder, what on earth is going on?"

"this……"

Leng Xilou's old face was full of embarrassment. He scanned with his spiritual consciousness and stepped forward to diagnose the pulse, but after looking for a long time, he still couldn't find the problem.

Ye Bufan said calmly: "Okay, don't mess around anymore. I told you, you can't cure this disease at all!"