"My leg?" Sun Anpeng was taken aback.

"Senior Ah Xiu's voice has also been seen. Your leg injury is far worse than that of Ah Xiu's voice. Chi Er Dan will have to wait at least a few months to refine it. If there are other variables at that time..." Ye Yuxi's voice stop.

Lao Lai on the side was startled, that's right, if he needs other treatment like Ah Xiu, Ye Yuxi will have to leave the inner capital by then!

"Old grandson, you'd better let the little girl take a look. If we need other things, we should make preparations early." Lao Lai's face flashed a little dignified.

Sun Anpeng sighed, and with a flick of his palm, a mass of spiritual force pulled up his trouser legs.

Seeing Sun Anpeng's legs, Ye Yuxi's pupils shrank suddenly.

If it wasn't for Sun Anpeng's body, it would be hard for Ye Yuxi to tell that it was a leg!

The whole leg was jet black, and it seemed that there was serious congestion.

"Senior, has your leg been like this since you were injured?" Ye Yuxi's eyes were somewhat serious.

Ye Yuxi felt somewhat familiar with Sun Anpeng's injury.

Sun Anpeng shook his head: "When I was injured at the beginning, it was just that my qi and blood were not going well. I practiced my kung fu a few times to recuperate, and then I found that the more I practiced my kung fu, the more blood qi accumulated in my legs. Later, I stopped using spiritual power to stimulate The blood stasis has also slowed down, and after twenty years, it has become what it is now."

Ye Yuxi walked up to Sun Anpeng and squatted down.

"Senior, this junior has offended you." After speaking, Ye Yuxi reached out to touch Sun Anpeng's legs.

so hard!

Ye Yuxi's two fingers pinched Sun Anpeng's leg muscles, which were almost inelastic, as if they were swollen with something.

Condensation of spiritual power?

A word flashed across Ye Yuxi's mind, but in the end she was still not sure.

"Little girl, is it important for Old Suntou's legs? Besides the sixth-grade elixir, Chi'er Dan, do you need anything else?" Lao Lai's face flashed a little nervous.

In the past, he couldn't find a sixth-grade pharmacist, and it was okay when he couldn't see hope. Now that he can see some hope, Lao Lai feels a little scared.

I have lived most of my life, except for Axiu, my only friend is Lao Suntou.

Ye Yuxi shook her head lightly: "Senior Fu, I don't dare to make a conclusion yet. The specifics will not be known until Chi'er Dan is taken, but judging from the situation of Senior Sun, it may take some trouble."

Ye Yuxi didn't speak too clearly.

"Ms. Ye doesn't need to have psychological pressure. My old man has lived to be nearly a hundred years old. Even if he can't be cured, it doesn't matter." Sun Anpeng's face was calm.

After decades of ups and downs, Sun Anpeng can even let go of the title of Venerable Canopy, willing to be forgotten by the world, what else can't let go?

"This junior will definitely do his best." A look of formality flashed across Ye Yuxi's face.

For the next six days, Ye Yuxi lived an extremely regular life.

I went to the duel field every other day, treated Ah Xiu's throat in the afternoon, and conducted simulation training with Ah Xiu the next morning. Except for the first demonstration, Lao Lai never practiced it himself in the rest of the time.

It has to be said that even if Lao Lai didn't take part in the battle himself, Ye Yuxi would benefit a lot from the occasional comment.

Every time Lao Lai opened his mouth, Ye Yuxi would feel enlightened.

With a record of four consecutive victories in the duel arena, more people began to pay attention to Ye Yuxi.

...

in the valley.

Lao Lai and Sun Anpeng looked at the thatched cottage worriedly. Today is the last day of Axiu's throat treatment. Whether it can be done or not depends on this hour.

Time passed bit by bit.

Suddenly, the pupils of Lao Lai and Sun Anpeng moved at the same time.

Lao Lai stood up slowly: "I'll go and solve it."

After speaking, Lao Lai disappeared and went straight out of the valley.