Just when the black flying boat was about to completely fly out of this mountain range, Jun Mohuang saw a flashing valley somewhere below and suddenly said.
Everyone immediately fell silent, not daring to say another word.
Jun Mohuang over-controlled the black flying boat and pulled the flying boat back.
Feng Yunqi couldn't help but asked in a secret voice: "Boss, what happened."
"Is there a strong enemy appearing? Do you want us to prepare for battle?"
Shifeng and Wu Qianyong also asked in the direction of secret voice transmission at the same time.
"No, look below."
Jun Mohuang hovered the black flying boat in the air, pointing to a valley below.
"This is… "
Feng Yunqi stared at the valley, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes.
Then Feng Yunqi's face suddenly turned red.
Uh... He is still an innocent boy who has never even held a girl's hand. Why would his boss let him see such a thing!
There was a commotion in the valley just below the black giant boat.
Countless Spirit Tribe people were running around in the valley, looking panicked.
On both sides of the valley, from the two neat rows of small wooden houses, the hoarse screams of pain from the Spirit Tribe women could be heard.
The smell of blood came from the cabin.
At the bottom of the valley, next to the cabins, you can see broken orchids everywhere.
"Hurry up, move faster!"
Two Spirit Tribe people who looked like family heads stood in front of two rows of cabins, desperately urging the Spirit Tribe servants who were running around.
The people of the Spirit Tribe were urged to continuously bring hot water, boiled herbal water, clean cloths and other items into it.
As these things were sent in, the screams of pain from the Eldar women in the cabin became louder and louder.
Pots of red blood were constantly being taken out and poured into the small stream at the bottom of the valley, dyeing the entire stream blood red.
"Is Master Zhong here yet?"
With an anxious look on his face, Yan Zhengqi caught the steward of the Yan family who hurried into the valley and asked eagerly.
"No, it happened so suddenly. Master Zhong Qing is refining medicine in seclusion. Even the city lord can't see Master Zhong, let alone invite him."
The steward was sprayed in the face by his master's spit. He didn't bother to wipe it off with his sleeve and answered as quickly as possible.
"This... what to do!"
Yan Zhengqi's face suddenly turned pale. Among the Spiritual Clan, alchemists were also a very rare and popular profession.
Not to mention that in a small seventh-level town like theirs, there is only one alchemist Zhong Qing. This person is an intermediate alchemist. Everyone in the city respectfully calls him Master Yi Zhong.
Now his baby daughter and all the pregnant women in the family are having premature births, which are getting worse and worse, and all the elixirs are ineffective.
Master Zhong is his only hope.
Unexpectedly, Master Zhong is refining medicine in seclusion at this time. What should I do? What should I do
"Father, is Master Zhong here?"
A hoarse and weak female voice sounded from the cabin behind Yan Zhengqi.
"The master will be here soon, Rui'er, please hold on a little longer."
Yan Zhengqi looked through the gap in the door and saw his daughter's bloodless face and a bed of blood. His heart was tightly grasped by a big hand.
"Father, don't worry, your daughter will be fine."
Yan Rui felt relieved and tried her best to hold back the pain, but she also did not forget to comfort her father.
"Okay, Rui'er, my Rui'er will be fine at all."
Yan Zhengqi's eyes turned red and he immediately turned around, panic flashing in his eyes.
He really couldn't understand why this was happening.
(End of chapter)