"How is my daughter doing? Don't be like wood!"

Qian Potian stood beside the bed, his eyes were deep and his voice was cold. When the doctor who was taking the pulse heard it, he almost broke his breath. This momentum was really terrifying.

"General..."

"This poison is an ordinary poison, but the lady was seriously injured before. Although she used cold air, she may not be able to bear it now...!"

Before the doctor finished speaking, he felt the air around him change below zero and it was cold.

Suddenly, I was sweating profusely and my whole body was trembling!

Qian Potian clenched his fists, his eyes were filled with murderous aura, and he raised his hand to knock the useless doctor away.

At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps came outside the door, and Qian Potian immediately restrained his murderous aura and looked at the door.

"What happened!"

The man in black came in, who was Jun Mojue's close subordinate, Leng Yu.

"What's up?"

Qian Potian asked coldly, and at this moment, all his thoughts were on Mo Xue, and nothing mattered to make Mo Xue wake up.

"Entertainment father, an old man came outside the door and kept going to the royal palace to see Mo Xue!"

Qian Yexing browed deeply and said, "He said he could save Mo Xue." If he hadn't seen this, he would have driven the old man out long ago.

"Let him come in." Qian Potian frowned, and soon he saw an old man in black, whose thin body seemed trembling after walking a few steps.

Looking at this old man, Qian Potian's brows became deeper. He was already in his twilight years, what could he do?

But the old man raised his head and smiled strangely with a dry face: "General, this woman is the body of an immortal cultivator, and she is destined to live to be thirty years old."

What, this news was like thunder on the ground, which made Qian Potian shiver, his eyes stared at the old man tightly, and he saw him leaning on a crutch, but he slowly approached like a ghost.

Qian Potian then realized that the old man was filled with a breath of death, which was so strong that people had to guard against it.

"How can I say this, a cultivator cannot survive thirty." Obviously, Qian Potian was suspicious of this sentence.

"I am a cultivator, guess what my age is."

The old man's tone was full of vicissitudes of life, dry, and his eyes were about to fall out.

"Eighty." Qian Potian said casually, but saw the old man shook his head and said with regret: "I am nine out of twenty, and there is still one year left, which is my deadline."

What, Qian Potian looked back and forth at the old man, his face full of disbelief, and he wriggled the corners of his lips and wanted to say something, but his heart seemed to be blocked and he couldn't say anything.

"Maybe, you will not believe it, but this is true. Although the cultivator is powerful, he is already a stubborn existence. He uses the spiritual power between heaven and earth to transform it into essence, and will be punished by God.

Therefore, among the immortal cultivators, all people can only live to thirty, which has led to the scarcity of immortal cultivators."

The old man stood beside Mo Xue's bed. His cold tone made Qian Potian take a breath, his mind pale, but he was not the kind of person who blindly obeyed.

I saw him put his hands on his chest and he didn't know what he was muttering in his mouth. The light increased greatly, and balls of colorful light burst out from the air.

As soon as this colorful light appeared, the whole room became very gorgeous, like a rainbow, beautiful.

I saw that Mo Xue's essence seemed to be guided by something, slowly gathering into a small ball and floating in the air from her chest.

When the old man saw this ball of essence, a hot light burst out from his eyes and his mouth accelerated.

The left hand guided the ball of essence, and the right hand guided the colorful light, gently patting Mo Xue's chest.

At this time, a golden beast appeared in front of the old man, and it was a lightning strike at him.

This bad guy wanted to be unfavorable to its owner. The little thing waved his claws, and its lightning attack kept waving out of his claws.

"Little thing, you are still too weak." At this time, how could the old man allow others to disturb him? He slowly spit out a transparent white mist from his mouth. The white mist seemed to have life, towards him, looking like he was living.

The little thing floated away.

The little thing seemed to feel danger, and his body flashed, but the white mist was faster than it, surrounding its body and making it unable to move.

Qian Potian quickly stepped forward, twisted the little thing he had fixed, and nodded his forehead: "Don't mess around."

"Zhizhizhi" You idiot, he is going to be detrimental to his master, and you are still here to thank him.

The little thing screamed wildly, but Qian Potian couldn't understand what it said. Seeing that the little thing was so crazy, Qian Potian glanced at the little thing a few times.

Seeing it waving at the old man, it seemed that it had sensed something.

It is said that the spirit beast has a very powerful perception of danger. Qian Potian's mind tightened and he strode forward. Before he could get close to the old man, he felt a transparent barrier blocking him.

The scene inside could no longer be seen clearly. Mo Xue's body and the old man's figure all turned into ashes in front of her eyes.

"Mo Xue" Qian Potian discovered the abnormality only then. At this time, thunder continued to flash in the sky, and burst into explosions around the Piaohuayuan.

The change of heaven, what caused the change of heaven, Qian Potian was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and he turned his body and rushed towards the transparent barrier frantically.

With every impact, the transparent barrier slowly rippled like a wave, but there was no trace of breaking.

Qian Potian raised his hands above his head, and a powerful force surged out, slashing towards this transparent barrier.

"Entertainment Father, I'll help you." A female voice came, it was Qian Wanyue. The few thunders just now led her over. When she saw Qian Potian's actions, she couldn't help but use her weapon-

Red silk.

The red silk floated, and it slashed hard at the transparent barrier.

The two kept bombing outside, while the old man inside reached the last step.

He didn't know the thunder outside, so what about defiance of the sky? He wants to live, to survive.

Watching the small ball's essence slowly rolling down Mo Xue's body, every time she rolled around, her body expanded a lot.

With a move of his hand, the small ball, which was like essence, was swallowed by the old man in one bite.

The old man who was still full of death just now changed suddenly. Although his age was not very charming, his eyes were remembered at first glance.
Chapter completed!