The Talented Doctor

The girl's figure is much smaller and weaker than him, but now she is holding a dagger and looking up at him, her icy eyes look like he is the ant being slaughtered at will.

There was a pleasant voice in the ear, but it was as cold as a **** Rakshasa, "I don't care who you are, but I am in a very bad mood now. You better... Don't mess with me! Don't mention this again! Words, otherwise, I don’t guarantee what I will do now."

After speaking, she slowly retracted the dagger, took a step back, and slowly said: "Either boil the water or roll, don't let me see you!"

When Wuxin came back to his senses, he had already sacrificed a huge ray of spiritual fire, burning the purple gold medicine cauldron hot.

Wuxin suddenly felt annoyed. He was always the calmest and most able to control emotions among the four gods and four fierce ones. At this time, he had the urge to find something and smash it hard.

He was a dignified martial artist of Yuan Ying stage, and he was threatened by a weak girl, and even if he was threatened, he was so frightened for a while that he was obediently and obediently boiled water for her.

Yuan Ying-period warrior boiled water, and he could be laughed at by the whole world of immortality for a whole year.

Hexi didn't care if the Zijin Medicine Cauldron was being burned by Wuxin, she was too busy at this time.

He kept taking out the elixir from the space to configure it, and then threw it into the purple gold medicine cauldron, until the original clear and fragrant spiritual spring water turned into a terrifying gray-black, Hexi discarded Xi Jia and others one by one. Into the furnace.

The medicinal juice in the medicine cauldron began to boil slowly under the heating of the non-mind fire. The medicinal juice slowly clung to the bodies of Xi Jia and others like alive, and then squirmed, surging with foam, and infiltrated the newly stitched ones. In the wound.

The unintentional horror in this scene, almost doubting whether this woman has learned some magical witchcraft.

But suddenly, someone in the medicine cauldron let out a faint groan, and one of the men leaning on the edge of the medicine cauldron slowly opened his eyes.

Wuxin's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Alive! Alive! ! The man who had his limbs cut off and blood shed all over the ground, clearly without any breath of life, was alive! !

This... how is this possible? In the world, how could there be such a magical medical skill?

Although everyone says that genius doctors can live the dead and the flesh and bones, it is impossible to really want to resurrect the dead, otherwise the world will be messed up.

But at this moment, right in front of his eyes, this girl who was only in the foundation stage, actually did it!

She made the dead come alive! !

Moreover, with the passage of time, more and more people are groaning in the medicine cauldron. Although their aura is still weak, it is indeed a human aura, not a resurrected body from the witchcraft technique. puppet.

Wuxin's face was full of shock and astonishment, the gaze that looked at Hexi no longer had the original contempt and carelessness, and what was left was incredible awe.

A woman who can rob her of life from the six realms of reincarnation and fate of life and death. Doesn't this kind of medical skill mean that the strange poison on the master's body is very likely to be cured?

Thinking of the turbulence in Wuxin's heart here, his attitude towards Hexi naturally became respectful.

And the people who opened their eyes slowly in the medicine cauldron, when they saw Hexi, couldn't help exclaiming: "Miss!"! !