Facing Sun Ming with a calm face, the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion were completely angry.

They rushed up one by one and wanted to fight desperately. Seeing this, Mr. Mo finally suppressed everyone with the power of the holy realm, and said unhappy.

"Enough, do you Wanjian Pavilion still have rules? This is the Alchemist Alliance."

Facing the three holy places, perhaps the Alchemist Alliance should be respectful, but the Alchemist Alliance is completely worthy of other sects.

After being scolded by Mr. Mo, the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion also calmed down.

They didn't dare to make any impulsive moves, but they all stared at Sun Ming angrily.

Faced with such a situation, Mr. Mo looked at the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion, then looked at Sun Ming, and sighed deeply.

"Sun Ming, you...ah..."

Mr. Mo didn't know what to say, but Sun Ming said calmly.

"Do you think my soul-recovering pill harms you?"

"Isn't it? Look at my hair yourself."

"Look at my bald head."

“I……………………………………”

Some female disciples even started to cry in grievance.

However, facing the accusations of the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion, Sun Ming opened his mouth.

"Stop crying, I'll ask you, just say that this time the Soul Pill is not effective."

"this..............."

As soon as these words were said, the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion were stunned. Is it effective? The answer is obvious.

Apart from losing hair, there is nothing wrong with the Soul Pill.

The powerful effect shocked the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion. Many disciples had regarded him as a divine pill before.

Of course, this is before hair loss.

Seeing the disciples stunned, Sun Ming shook his head.

"Since it works, what else can I say? As the saying goes, flaws do not hide the merits. A mere flaw, the one that can pull the pus is a good plaster."

"What does it matter if it's just a little side effect?"

After saying that, Sun Ming turned around and left, without talking nonsense to everyone.

The disciples of Wanjian Pavilion watched Sun Ming return to the courtyard, and they only came to their senses after a slammed door.

"I.............................. Senior Brother, why do I feel something is wrong?"

"Me too."

But what they said is nothing wrong. Apart from hair loss, this soul pill is definitely a magic pill.

Moreover, Mr. Mo personally checked them, and there was no problem in other aspects.

Seeing that the disciples were silent and entangled, Mr. Mo comforted him in time.

"You don't have to care so much. Hair will always grow. Now in the battle to destroy the clan, is hair important or life important? The most important thing is that the pill is good."

"Old Mo, we......"

"Okay, OK, I will explain this to Li Jianxin. You can go back first. I won't pursue today's matter."

"I...well, then Mr. Mo will take his leave."

"Let's go."

As the words come to this point, the disciples of Wanjian Pavilion are naturally not good at saying anything.

Under Mr. Mo's treatment, and this Soul Pill is indeed a good pill, except for a little side effects.

In the end, Wanjian Pavilion did not continue to pursue the matter. However, as soon as the matter spread, many human monks swear that they would never take the Soul Recover Pill.

The male monks are better, but those female monks who are born to love beauty say that they don’t eat this soul pill.

Even if you are seriously injured, you will definitely not eat it.

Look, in the next few days, there were constant conflicts between humans and undead people, and both sides suffered casualties.

On this day, Tiandao Valley, which had just experienced a bloody battle with the Undead, returned to the garrison, and many disciples were seriously injured.

Among them, Bai Honghua, the daughter of the Lord of Tiandao Valley, was severely damaged, and her whole face turned pale.

After taking several pills in a row, they did not improve. Many disciples next to them persuaded them.

"Senior sister, you just eat this soul recovery pill."

"Yes, senior sister, this soul pill is now recognized as the best pill for healing soul trauma."

But in the face of everyone's persuasion, Bai Honghua refused to agree.

"I don't, I'd rather die than eat this soul pill."

She knew that this time the soul pill had side effects, and she would never allow herself to become a bald person.

When Bai Honghua thought of her bare hair and her big bald head, she was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so

But as the breath of Bai Honghua became more and more disordered, and other pills were unable to work at all, the brothers were really anxious.

Originally, there were not many pills to treat soul trauma, but now other pills have no effect. Only this soul pill can save your life.

Just when the disciples were helpless in persuasion, Baike, the employer of Tiandao Valley, walked in and shouted angrily.

"Don't you know which is important, life or hair?"

"father.........."

Upon hearing this, Bai Honghua spoke stubbornly, but she didn't wait for her to finish speaking. Bai Ke had already taken the Soul-Recovering Pill and said without any doubt.

"Stop talking nonsense, eat it."

"I don't want it."

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"Dad, you know that this Soul Pill has side effects."

"So what? Just a little hair loss, how can we monks stick to the details?"

“I won’t eat.”

"You have to eat if you don't eat today."

As he said that, Bai Ke was not polite at all, forcibly opened his daughter's mouth and forced the soul-recovering pill into it.

As the elixir entered his body, Bai Honghua's face quickly improved.

Everyone who had been guarding each other was also happy.

"It works, it's really useful."

"Senior sister, save your life and your hair will grow in the future."

"you..........."

But before everyone was happy for too long, Bai Honghua, whose situation had improved, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood and fainted.

"Honghua, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your dad."

Seeing this, Bai Ke was stunned immediately. Didn’t it all get better just now? Why did he suddenly faint?

After checking again, Bai Ke was stunned and saw that the soul of Bai Honghua actually had a crack.

Bai Ke naturally knew the consequences of the soul's cracking, but it would be hard to save the gods by then.

"Hurry, go and invite the leader of the Dan League."

Without any hesitation, Bai Ke immediately ordered people to go to the Alchemist Alliance to invite the Bai Dan Leader to come.

He only has such a daughter. If Bai Honghua has some 300 or 300 years, how could he live?

When I think of the tigress at home, I will definitely tear him alive.

Even if not, he Baike would go with his daughter.

Many disciples on the side were also scared at this time, and some even murmured to themselves.

"How could it be useless? The effect of the Soul Recovery Pill is so domineering, how could it be useless?"

This disciple also had a big bald head, proving that he had personally experienced the effects of the Soul Recovery Pill.

So he has absolute confidence in the Soul Recovery Pill and has never seen such a powerful pill, except for the little side effects.
Chapter completed!