Chapter 499

Name:Juvenile Medical God Author:Zhu Mo
"Aotian, what's the matter? How can you get hurt?"

Ye family mansion, at this time appears to be some confusion, because Ye Aotian actually seriously injured back.

Ye Aotian, this is the most important young generation of Ye Shiqing. Now he is seriously injured. Naturally, ye Shiqing is very angry. However, ye Shiqing also knows that the most important thing at present is to heal ye Aotian. Fortunately, ye Aotian's elder martial brother and elder martial sister are all here, and it is expected that ye Aotian's injury will be OK.

"Ye Lao, the injury of Aotian is not optimistic." But Hu Zhongsheng, ye Aotian's elder martial brother, said, "if it's just an injury, it's just that younger martial brother is poisoned. That man's poisonous palm skill is extremely poisonous. Even the antidote pill made by the school is useless. "

The grey monk opened ye Aotian's chest, and there was a clear black fingerprint on ye Aotian's chest, just like the death mark left by the ghost of the netherworld. However, this is not the mark of ghosts in the netherworld, but the mark left by the poisonous palm -

Qin Lang's poisonous palm!

Although Qin Lang's state didn't reach the state of internal breathing, after practicing the magic skill, his nonphasic poison body's physique also improved again. Unexpectedly, he successfully infiltrated the toxin into the palm, and then hit ye Aotian with one hand.

The poison of nonphasic body, colorless and nonphasic, is not any kind of poison in the world at all.

Therefore, there is no antidote.

The antidote pill of Emei has no effect.

However, Qin Lang's poisonous palm skill is still very shallow, so ye Aotian is not poisoned deeply. Otherwise, even ten ye Aotian would be dead now.

It's important to know that Qin Lang's cultivation of the non poison skill is based on a hundred poisons.

"Then Hurry to the hospital! " Ye Shiqing has been a little confused for a while.

Ye Aotian is the hope of the Ye family. It is not easy for the Ye family to produce a martial arts genius who has the hope to step into the level of Wu Xuan. Naturally, ye Shiqing can't watch him die of poisoning.

"Ye Lao, I'm afraid the doctors in the hospital can't do anything about it. It will only backfire." Hu Zhongsheng sighed.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ye. I've informed the school. Aotian's master will come soon. There will be a way to cure him. What's more, even if we use up the elixir of Emei, I will save him! " Ye Aotian's black robed female Taoist said.

"Is this real woman?" Ye Shiqing looks at Taoist in black.

"I'm Aotian's senior sister, Li Daiying, and my father is the sect leader, immortal Hai Chan." The Taoist in Black said proudly.

Ye Shiqing nodded slightly. The old man's eyes were so fierce. Naturally, he saw that Li Daiying, the Taoist in black, was in love with ye Aotian. In this way, ye Aotian must not die. Emei would not hesitate to use all kinds of panacea to detoxify ye Aotian. Although Emei is a school in the Jianghu, it has been passed down for thousands of years, and its rich foundation is absolutely beyond the Ye family's comparison. For example, Ye's family has some miraculous medicine, but compared with Emei, it can't be compared.

Since the eldest lady of Emei is willing to use the elixir to cure ye Aotian, ye Shiqing naturally doesn't need to waste the elixir of Ye family. After all, the elixir can't be bought with money. If it can be saved, it's better to save a little.

Ye Shiqing's calculation is really good. Sure enough, within an hour, ye Aotian's master returned to master Xu and arrived at Ye's house in person.

There is something special about Emei, that is, there are monks and Taoism in the sect. Master GUI Xu, ye Aotian's master, is a monk, but he is not an ordinary monk, because his accomplishments have reached the level of Wu Xuan, and are far more profound than those of Hu Zhongsheng and Li Daiying.

Master GUI Xu saluted Ye Shiqing and immediately went to check ye Aotian's injury. Then he said in surprise, "what kind of poisonous palm skill is this? Black sand palm or iron sand palm? No, neither! The Kung Fu of this poisonous palm is really vicious! It's too toxic. I've never seen such a strong toxicity! "

Yes, ye Aotian's poison is not so fierce. Although ye Aotian used antidotes and internal force to suppress it, the palmprint of the poisonous palm became clearer and darker, and the color became darker and darker. Even the flesh and skin began to rot and stink. Almost everyone could ask about a stink.

If it goes on, ye Aotian's flesh in front of his chest will rot away.

"Uncle GUI Xu, what should I do?" Li Daiying said in a hurry, "I didn't ask you to take the elixir of Emei Mountain. No matter how many elixirs I wasted, you must cure brother Aotian! And I want revenge! I want to kill that kid named Qin Lang, and his concubine, that demon clan fairy! "

"Demon clan fairy?" Guixu heard the word "demon sect" and could not help frowning, "what's the matter? How can people from demon sect participate?"

"It's obvious that Qin Lang's kid is a demon clan! Therefore, if you want to deal with him, you will be killed by him. The people of the demon sect are bloodthirsty and cruel - martial uncle, if you don't want to say that, it's important to save brother Aotian. "

"Of course. I'm staying here with the antidote and healing elixir of Emei. Fortunately, Aotian's only suffering from skin injury and the poison gas hasn't attacked his heart, otherwise even Da Luo Jinxian can't save him! " Guixu said, "but this piece of meat has gone bad and must be cut off. Ao Tian, you have to bite your teeth and hold on! "

"Master Do it. " Ye Aotian said, "that beast, I will kill him by myself!"

"Let's not talk about revenge. Let's heal first." Guixu took a knife between his fingers and plucked out the skin around ye Aotian's chest. Although ye Aotian has been acupointd, he is still in a cold sweat like a bean rolling down one by one.

"The pain of gouging out the meat! Good! I remember! Qin Lang, you little beast, one day, I want you to die in my hands! " Ye Aotian at the moment probably turned the pain into anger and hatred. The battle with Qin Lang was indeed the most humiliating battle of Ye Aotian. It was a great shame that he lost his cultivation to Qin Lang, a martial artist of forging body realm.

Guixu applied the prepared elixir to ye Aotian's wound, and soon the blood of his wound was stopped. However, it was not easy for him to grow up by gouging out such a large piece of meat.

"Aotian, although you lost this battle, it may not be good for you to break through to the level of Wuxuan. However, thanks to this boy's cultivation of bone forging realm, if his cultivation reaches the state of internal breathing, coupled with his powerful poisonous palm Kung Fu, there will be too much lethality. I'm afraid you will die before I come! " Guixu's tone was a little afraid.