Muyan stood up in front of Konghou, stretched her waist.
Lin Shaomin still had tears on his face, but his smile was brighter than the sun.
She took two steps forward and knelt in front of Muyan, her almond eyes washed with water were as bright as stars: "Master Jun, why... why are you so good! Is there anyone in this world that you can't do?"
Lin's father and Lin's mother also stumbled and rushed over, their knees bent and they were about to kneel down.
Muyan hastily stretched out her hand and flicked lightly.
The surge of spiritual power turned into a stream of air, which directly dragged Lin's father, Lin's mother and Lin Shaomin's bodies up.
Seeing Lin's father and Lin's mother blushing with guilt, unable to say a word for a long time, she couldn't help but smile slightly: "You don't have to worry about it. It's human nature to be worried about the situation just now."
Mother Lin burst into tears, and she asked tremblingly, "My son, is his illness really cured?"
"Mom, what are you talking about!" Lin Shaocong grabbed Lin's mother and said anxiously: "Of course the Lord Jun cured me. Is there anyone who knows my body better than me? Didn't you realize that my cultivation base has already been cured?" After reaching the Great Perfection of Golden Core, will we soon be able to break through the Nascent Soul stage?"
Wow! !
Before Mother Lin had time to react, the entire Palace of Qingye completely exploded.
Especially the middle-aged man whose illness was exposed by Muyan before, his face was full of shock, and the two were fighting.
Because no one knows better than him that when his meridian atrophy was cured by Shenggu a few years ago, his condition was by no means as good as that of Lin Shaocong.
He was able to walk and use his spiritual power.
But the original cultivation has dropped a lot.
At that time, he felt that he was lucky to be able to save his life, so he was very grateful to Mu Lege.
But now, looking at Lin Shaocong's soaring and unrestrained appearance, I feel mixed feelings and indescribable fear in my heart.
Could it be... Could it be that, as the girl said, he was not suffering from meridian atrophy, and the next time he gets sick, it will be his death
The middle-aged man unconsciously staggered towards Muyan, "Girl, girl, you, what you just said is true?"
Muyan sneered: "If you don't believe it, then take it as a fake."
The more casual her attitude was, the more the fear in the middle-aged man's heart became rampant.
"Will I really get sick again? The next time I get sick, will I... Will I die?"
Muyan looked at him quietly and didn't speak.
"Please save my life, girl!" The middle-aged man could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, and fell to his knees with a plop.
While talking, he tore off the Qiankun bag at his waist with shaking hands, and took out all the treasures inside.
"As long as the girl can make me heal like Lin Shaocong, no, as long as the girl can save my life, these are all yours."
Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but gasped.
"Thousand-year warm jade, ten-thousand-year mysterious wood, blood spirit grass... Hey, each one is worth more than ten thousand crystals. Who is this person?"
"You don't even know him? That's Ni Baichuan, the son of Elder Ni of our tribe."
"The Ni family is well-known as a rich man in the entire Horton tribe. Every year, a large amount of gift cars are donated to Mule Pavilion and the patriarch. Now, this young master Ni wants to give all the offerings that were originally given to Mule Pavilion to this foreigner. Is it a woman?"
"Hey, life and death are at stake after all! The disease that even the saintesses of Mule Pavilion can't cure, but this woman has been cured."
Muyan didn't want to talk to Ni Baichuan at first.
However, at this moment, Qihuang's voice came from next to his ear: "Promise him, there are non-attribute substances in the universe bag."