Chapter 1777 Chapter 1777 Don't Know People Face to Face

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, looked at each other and said nothing, while the sect master frowned slightly and asked, "How does he know how to deal with this poison at such a young age? If there is chaos, isn't it..."

"Sect Master, her name is Feng Jiu, also known as the ghost doctor, I believe her. Eight?? One? Chinese website &n" Murong Yixuan said in a calm voice.

Seeing that he had said so, the sect master did not stop him, but nodded: "Okay then!" The sect's physicians and alchemists said that Zhenjun Yuanqing was no longer saved, but he still held a line in his heart. of hope.

"This kid looks like he's only in his twenties, is he really capable of doing this?" The dark-faced and somewhat impatient peak master said, it's not that he doesn't hold out hope, it's the person that Murong Yixuan found. It doesn't look very reliable!

At this time, everyone didn't know Feng Jiu's identity, let alone Feng Jiu's name and the name of the ghost doctor. After all, the upstream big 6 and the downstream are separated by such a long distance, and the people in the upstream big 6 will not pay attention to the downstream big 6 people at all, so naturally they don’t understand what the sacredness of Feng Jiu is.

Therefore, he would never have thought that the person in front of him was Feng Xing whom they sent out to find. Therefore, when he saw that the young master in red named Feng Jiu actually pulled out a dagger, he directly slashed towards Zhenjun Yuanqing's wrist. When, his eyes widened.

"He, what is he doing? Even a living person can't stand bloodletting like this!" The black-faced peak master said, staring at Feng Jiu with a pair of tiger eyes.

Hearing the occasional voices and exclamations from those people, Feng Jiu frowned, glanced back at them, and then looked at Murong Yixuan: "It's too noisy, go outside."

"Sect Master, all Peak Masters, please wait outside!" Murong Yixuan did as she ordered without saying a word. After all, she had already said it on the way here, and it was up to her how to treat her.

"This kid, this kid is too..." The black-faced peak master was staring at Feng Jiu, but he was stopped by the sect master.

"Okay, let's go outside!" The sect master said, and then instructed the two people on the side: "The two of you stay and see if you can help me!"

One of the two was a sect doctor and the other was an alchemist. After hearing the order of the sect master, they responded, "Yes."

Feng Jiu glanced at the two of them and said, "Since you're helping, don't just stand there and untie the band on his other hand." As she instructed, she pulled her hands away.

Seeing that the basin of clear water turned into purple-black blood in a short while, I asked someone to change it. It wasn't until after changing three basins of water in a row that the color of the blood cleared up, but at this time, Zhenjun Yuanqing's face was as pale as paper, and his breath was so weak that it seemed like it would break at any time.

When Feng Jiu saw it, she took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, then called to Murong Yixuan, "Pour a glass of warm water here."

Murong Yixuan quickly went out and poured a glass of water, stepped forward and handed it to her, and saw that she directly squeezed his master's mouth and poured the water into it. His neat and tidy actions made his eyelids jump.

The two people who were helping were also a little dumbfounded when they saw it. In their opinion, that action was so rude that it couldn't be more rude, but they didn't speak when they saw that Zhenjun Yuanqing's disciple didn't say anything. , after all, in their opinion, this red-clothed boy still has some ability.

In particular, when the medicinal herbs and water were poured in, the aura of Zhenjun Yuanqing's heart, which was originally very weak, finally stabilized, which surprised the two of them secretly.