Looking at the two people who slowly walked out of the corner, everyone in the hall was stunned. The faces of several third-level alchemists who had been helpless before suddenly showed some hesitation. They didn't know that this fourth-level alchemist who had never seen them before

Apothecary, is there anything you can do? Because Nalan Jie's problem has been dragged on for too long and is really too serious. After all, even Master Gu He and President Fama can't do anything!

Nalan Su stared at the two people walking out, then turned to look at Nalan Yanran. They both saw a touch of surprise in each other's eyes. Apparently, this unattractive fourth-level alchemist had been forgotten by them before.

, to be honest, they did not have any expectations for this alchemist...

Although people should not be judged by their appearance, the other party is only a fourth-grade alchemist. They have invited several people of this level. Even President Fama of the Alchemist Guild and Alchemist King Furukawa have come to see him, but they are not

Is there no way to expel the poison?

"Sir, you..." Standing up, Nalan Su, although he didn't really think that the middle-aged man in front of him could cure the poison, but out of habit, he still said a little cautiously: "You are sure to cure the old man.

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Stopping slowly in the center of the hall, Xia Mo glanced at Nalan Su, and said in a hoarse voice indifferently: "Do you still want to see it? You have let a group of third-level alchemists in, and I, a fourth-level alchemist, still have to struggle.

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"Your Excellency, you have misunderstood my father. He is not targeting you. It's just that the old man's situation is getting worse and worse now. We no longer have any extra time to spend, so naturally we need to be careful. Please don't mind." Nalan Su was stunned.

While doing this, Nalan Yanran, who was sitting quietly beside her, gently pulled Nalan Su's robe down with her jade hands, and said with a calm smile.

"Didn't you waste enough time just now?" Nalan Yanran's words made the fists in Xiao Yan's sleeves clenched unconsciously. His eyes stopped on the beautiful woman in front of him, and he took over the words, his voice,

It is also Gujing Wubo who is not gentle because of the beauty of the other party. If you listen carefully, it is not difficult to notice that there is an extra bit of coldness in it that is not difficult to detect.

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the dozen or so alchemists in the hall couldn't help but look ugly. Xiao Yan's words undoubtedly meant that they were wasting Mr. Nalan's little remaining time to survive.

At that moment, an old man with gray hair, his face flushed red, couldn't help but reprimanded: "Where did this young boy come from? You are so arrogant, you are a mere second-grade alchemist, what qualifications do you have to say such things to us?

, if it weren’t for the sake of your senior brother, I must teach you a lesson?”

As soon as the old man's scolding came out, several alchemists around him nodded indignantly, and then stared unkindly at Xiao Yan, who had his back turned to them.

Looking at the two people in front of them, whose faces were as indifferent as a ball of ice, Nalan Yanran's eyebrows wrinkled slightly unnoticeably.

"From your tone, it seems that you have some confidence in your abilities..." Nalan Su came back to his senses, stared at the two of them for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, you guys go in..."

Without answering his words, Xia Mo glanced sideways at Nalan Su, then walked past Nalan Yanran with Xiao Yan and headed towards the side room.

Looking at the two people walking towards the side room, Nalan Su smiled and said something to the dozen or so third-grade alchemists in the hall, waved to the butler to wait on them, and then hurriedly followed with Nalan Yanran.
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Slowly approaching the side room, a faint soft light shone out. Xia Mo gently opened the door. The space in the room was quite large. In the center, a large bed was placed, and an old man with a withered face lay on it.

On it, around the bed, several maids were busy coming and going. When they heard the sound of the door, they cast their eyes over, and soon they were once again taking care of the comatose old man carefully.

Slowly approaching the big bed, Xia Mo glanced across the bed and found that the old man's face was faintly covered with a large gray-black color, and there was a hint of death on his peacefully sleeping face.
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"It's really serious..." Glancing at the old man's face, which looked like he had half a foot in the grave, Xia Mo whispered to Xiao Yan with a stuck throat.

Xiao Yan nodded and looked solemnly at Nalan Jie on the bed.

"Yes, even a strong Dou Huang warrior would not dare to mess with something like branding poison. The old man has been able to survive so many years and has reached his limit." Nalan followed closely behind him.

Su was a little surprised at Xia Mo's voice at first, but he didn't think much about it and asked cautiously: "Sir, do you think there are any signs of healing?"

Xia Mo nodded, looked at Xiao Yan, looked at Xiao Yan and asked, seeing him nodding, he said: "Then let's start..."

"What, it's not you sir..."

Nalan Su's words were not fully spoken before he suddenly stopped. At the same time, the temperature in the room suddenly rose. He who originally wanted to ask Xia Mo, now slowly opened his mouth, dead in disbelief.

Staring at Xiao Yan...two balls of blue flames rose up from his palms.

Beside him, Nalan Yanran looked at the green flame rising in the young man's palm, her jade hand slowly covering the redness, shock and ecstasy flashing in her autumn eyes.

"You two should know each other, right?" Ignoring their shock, Xia Mo said hoarsely as he looked at the green flames on Xiao Yan's palm that danced like two elves.

"Sir... your junior brother... this... is this strange fire?" The shock gradually faded from his eyes, and the ecstasy on Nalan Su's face was almost difficult to conceal.

"Now, do you have any questions?" Xia Mo said indifferently.

Although Xia Mo's tone was still as cold as before, Nalan Su was not dissatisfied at all. An alchemist who could possess the strange fire would have an almost limitless future in the alchemy world. Even the Alchemist King Furukawa had never been able to do so.

Having owned a strange fire, one can imagine how difficult and precious this thing is. To obtain a strange fire, one not only needs chance, but also needs the support of a huge reserve force. In other words, behind these two humble alchemists,

There must be an extremely powerful teacher...

"Sir, on behalf of my father, I apologize for my previous neglect, please!" Standing up, Nalan Yanran slightly bent towards the two of them, her etiquette was impeccable.

"We have no other way, so we can only follow the method mentioned by Dan King Gu He, use strange fire to enter the old man's body, and then slowly drive out the poison." Xia Mo shook his head, and his hoarse voice came out calmly.

"In that case, the danger should be great, right?" Hearing this, Nalan Yanran whispered with a slight hesitation.

"Less than 50% sure."

Xiao Yan took the words, glanced at Nalan Yanran, whose pretty face changed slightly, and sneered: "Looking at the old man's appearance, he must not be able to survive for two more days. Let him die from the toxins, or give it a try?"

Whether it can be saved through hard work and how to choose, you decide for yourself, and for those jokes about whether you are absolutely sure of it, it is better not to say it."

Xiao Yan's sneer and words with a stick between them made Nalan Yanran frown slightly, and her pretty face looked a little unsightly. With her status, no one has dared to speak to her like this in these years.<

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"Hurry up and make a decision quickly whether you want treatment or not. We don't have extra time to waste here." Xia Mo said calmly.

"Well, in that case, it all depends on you two. If you can really cure the old man, you will be our Nalan family's forever friends." After gritting his teeth and thinking for a while, Nalan Su finally said

He nodded hard and said in a deep voice.

"Very good, fate, fate, fate is destined by God, and luck is made by oneself. Now that you have made a choice, let's get out of the way and don't disturb him." Xia Mo waved his hand casually and stood on the bed.

Standing aside, watching Xiao Yan take action.
Chapter completed!