Following those "gurgling" sounds, the green and sticky stuff on Chen Feng's body was quickly absorbed by him.
Five or six minutes later, the green stuff on Chen Feng that looked moist and plump just now became dry, like a layer of skin sticking to his body.
The Witch of Medicine tore off the layer of skin on Chen Feng's body. Then she repeated this operation. After five or six times, she stopped.
From somewhere, I took out a large bubbling pot with some pink liquid in it.
The medicine witch heated the cauldron, and a refreshing fragrance filled the air, mixed with a slight fishy smell.
After feeding Chen Feng two bowls, the Medicine Witch took out some shells, pearls, deep sea black iron, aquamarine, and various other things, and put them into the cauldron one by one.
As the contents of the cauldron boiled, the originally pink liquid turned blue.
The medicine witch fed Chen Feng a bowl and then stopped.
The liquid in the cauldron returned to pink again after that bowl.
"Your Majesty the Queen, he is fine. He only needs to rest for a while and then he can recover."
After receiving the answer from the Medicine Miko, Her Majesty the Queen showed a smile in her eyes.
"Sorry to trouble you."
The medicine miko bowed respectfully, and then left with her cauldron.
"Your Majesty the Queen, could it be that he is..." Someone swallowed and looked at Chen Feng on the ground.
"That should be it. Is there anyone else there besides her?"
Her Majesty the Queen looked at Chen Feng with loving eyes, and he could feel the familiar power of blood.
"When he wakes up, take him to the Bloodline Temple."
"Queen, he is an outsider, even if he is a member of our Deep Sea Fish Clan, he cannot enter the Bloodline Temple!"
Some people objected and felt that her decision was too reckless.
The Bloodline Temple is the foundation of their deep-sea fish clan. Where can cats and dogs of all kinds enter?
"I don't know my bloodline?" Alan Xuejue snorted coldly, and the man fell to the ground, trembling all over and unable to say a word.
"This is the descendant of the goddess. Is it possible that you are all trash? Can't you feel the pressure contained in his blood?"
Alan Xueju glanced at the man, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
This old man always goes against her. Do you really think that she is afraid of him?
"So what if he exists? He is just an outsider!"
"The Bloodline Temple will naturally give you the answer."
"He is a descendant of the goddess, a descendant of the god Jialan. No one can deny his identity."
The man wanted to say something else, but when the black fish passed by with its tail, the man was torn apart.
Fortunately, Heiyu didn't kill him, he just wanted to teach him a lesson.
The man's body returned to its original state, and the blood in the seawater flowed backwards.
He appeared in front of several people with a white face.
"This is the descendant of the goddess. Anyone who disrespects him will start a war with me!"
Heiyu's voice echoed in the palace, and many people lowered their heads, not daring to complain.
Heiyu's strength is obvious to all. It's not built up by pills or other things, it's all gained through hard work and practice step by step.
Most of the people present were no match for Heiyu.
Alan Xueju looked at them like quails and felt a burst of disappointment. She couldn't help but shake her head.