Chapter 561 Feed the Wolves to Eat Grass (2)

Yun Qingyan frowned slightly, feeling a little tricky.

This kind of wound with a very deep gap is difficult to apply with powdered medicine. Even if you apply gold sore medicine, the effect is not great.

Because the powder is difficult to act on the deep part of its wound.

For the wound on Fengyi Qinglangwang, it is better to take it internally or externally.

It's just... the medicine on her body...

Yun Qingyan's consciousness swept through the Xuan Jie, looking for any useful herbs.

The herbs that Xuanzun sent and the herbs she had in the spiritual medicine pit were stacked in the corner of Xuanjie. The things stored in Xuanjing would not expire, and the spiritual energy would not be spilled, so it was just right to preserve the herbs.

Fengyi Blue Wolf King is of wind attribute, and Bi Luoguo is of feng shui attribute. It can not only improve the strength of Yuan Zhe, warm the tendons and veins, but also greatly benefit the monsters with wind attribute. Although it cannot be used for repair, it can help Feng Yi. The Blue Wolf King replenishes energy and indirectly speeds up the repair.

Yun Qingyan secretly regretted in her heart.

It's a pity... the time she spent in Qingxuan Pavilion was too short, she didn't make any better healing medicine, not to mention the potion and powder, she couldn't come up with a suitable medicine for a while.

After this matter, she must refine some commonly used wound medicines before leaving.

Although medicine pills are good, sometimes medicines and powders have better effects.

While Yun Qingyan made up his mind, he took out the Biluo Fruit, and also grabbed a handful of Blood Tonic Grass and Ziyang Grass, which could just help the Wind Wing Blue Wolf King recover.

"Aqing, eat quickly." Yun Qingyan urged, rubbing the head of the Fengyi Qing Wolf King.

Fengyi Qinglang looked at the pile of green or purple herbs in front of him, his green wolf eyes widened.

It's true that their monsters will take some spiritual fruit and spiritual plants to improve their strength, but there are very few high-level carnivorous monsters like them... they will eat low-level blood tonic grass because of injury...

It can be said that unless it is a last resort, I will never eat it!

After all, monsters have thick skin and strong resilience, and they are stronger when they reach their rank. Unless they are high-level spirit herbs, they will not have much effect on them, and herbs are not appetizing to them...

After swallowing the Biluo Fruit, the Wind Wing Blue Wolf King looked at the more common blood tonic grass and Ziyang grass, and the pale green beast pupils were filled with resistance.

"Don't underestimate the blood tonic grass and Ziyang grass, although they are common, but taking them at the same time, coupled with the increase of Biluoguo, will be of great benefit to your injury~" Rubbing the head of the Windwing Blue Wolf King, Yun Qingyan began to lure the wolf. graze.

"Ow~" Fengyi Blue Wolf King shrank his neck, and the mighty and handsome wolf's face was full of entanglements at this time.

Guanghan also noticed Fengyi Qing Wolf King's refusal, a smile overflowed in his ice eyes, and patted Fengyi Qing Wolf King, "Aqing, eat it.

It's also for your own good. "

The master and Xiao Qingyan have both spoken together, can it not eat?

Fengyi Qinglangwang's wolf face was bitter, just like the look of death in the eyes of the beast in the emerald. He opened his big wolf mouth and swallowed the herbal medicine in Yun Qingyan's hand in one gulp. He swallowed it after a few bites. .

Pure herbs are slower to take effect than refined medicinal pills. Yun Qingyan was not in a hurry. He stroked the head of the Blue Wolf King, and then carefully applied a layer of golden sore medicine to it before talking to Guang. cold farewell,

"Brother Guanghan, you have a good rest, and I will come back tomorrow morning to change your medicine."

The candlelight was reflected in the cold obsidian-like eyes of the stern youth, and it was flickering brightly.

"it is good."

It wasn't until a long time after the door was gently closed by the girl's hand that the young man's eyes moved back from the door.

He put one hand on a dark black sword at the head of the bed, held the hand of the scabbard, and began to clench it tightly, and the bones were distinct.