The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

Bei Yehan didn't ask any more questions, but handed the porcelain bottle in front of Qiongqi, "Let's do it."

"Yes, Palace Master, this subordinate will..." Go.

Before the word "go" came out of his mouth, the corner of Qiongqi's mouth twitched even more when he heard Bei Yehan's next words.

"Whoever wants to get this pill can exchange it with a treasure, how about it?" Bei Yehan stared at Sheng Chuxin, only to see that her eyebrows and eyes lit up a little when she heard his words.

He knew that this girl was never satisfied with money.

"Hmm." Sheng Chuxin responded three times.

"You still know my girl's mind best."

Outside, Ming Bufan, who was about to step in, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

He could imagine that the fate of those disciples who were poisoned by ghost corpses would not be very good, and hemorrhage was certain.

"A Shang, when did you become so concerned about things outside of you?"

After hesitating for a moment, he still stepped into the door and asked repeatedly.

One must know that the Beiyehan he knew didn't even care about things outside of him.

It's not that he treats money like dung, but the treasures in Lidian alone are enough to prevent him from seeing other treasures.

"Master Bufan, you came in time." Qiongqi saw that Bei Yehan was silent, put away the porcelain bottle with a smile, and greeted Ming Bufan.

Hearing Qiongqi's voice, Ming Bufan's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his cold eyes swept straight at him.

"Qiongqi, did you sleep well last night?" He asked meaningfully.

"Of course it's good." Qiong Qi replied naturally without any guilt on his face.

It's just taking Ming Bufan's purple qi medicine furnace, it's no big deal, he's still pointing to the seventh-grade ghost corpse poison detoxification pill in his hand, forgive him for not daring to jump up and bite himself.

Ming Bufan really wanted to pounce on Qiong Qi and bite him.

Just because of the porcelain bottle in his hand, he had to endure it no matter what.

"Since the detoxification pill has been refined, then..."

"Chu Xin, I'll take you to Mingde Hall." What Lu Bufan was about to say was interrupted by Bei Yehan.

Ming Bufan saw him stand up leisurely, took Sheng Chuxin's little hand, ignored him and walked around.

His good teeth were about to be crushed.

"Would you need Mo Shang to see you off in person when you enter the Flame Beast Formation?" He gritted his teeth and asked.

It's not about life and death, why don't you come back after going away for decades.

"Master Bufan's words are wrong." Sheng Chuxin turned around, paused and looked at Ming Bufan.

"Since the ghost corpses are rampant in the college now, the disciples who enter the flame beast formation must be more carefully checked. If not, wouldn't the flame monster formation be destroyed if they were mixed in with ghost corpses?"

The eyes that look at Ming Bufan like an idiot look at Ming Bufan and the corners of his mouth twitch.

"I……"

"If something really happened, would you be able to compensate for the loss of those lives?" Sheng Chuxin said one last sentence, and then left with Bei Yehan.

Ming Bufan opened his mouth and looked at the two backs speechlessly, feeling a little messy in his heart.

"Qiongqi, where did your Patriarch find your daughter-in-law? Her mouth is too strong."

In the end, he could only turn his head to look at Qiong Qi who was still in the room, and asked.

He didn't say anything yet, but a little girl said it. Could it be that he couldn't think of the problems she could think of?

Is this too small for him?