Mu Ruyue smiled faintly, opened her palm, and a green elixir that exuded strong vitality appeared in her palm. She looked up at Murong Tian and said, "Give him this elixir to take."

Although I don't know whether this elixir can cure Murong Qingchu's life, there is no other way now.

Murong Tian took the elixir and walked quickly towards Murong Qingchu.

Everyone's eyes followed him, and no one knew whether this young girl could really cure the young sect leader's body with the elixir at the top of the earth level.

After all, even the many alchemists in Zhongzhou are helpless.

Murong Qingchu smiled indifferently, and his cold eyes fell on Murong Tian's hand. He gently took the elixir and put it into his mouth. In an instant, a cool liquid slid down his throat and into his stomach.

Murong Tian was nervous and watched the changes in Murong Qingchu's body without blinking.

Gradually, Murong Qingchu raised his eyes, and his originally sickly white face gradually became humane. As if he felt his change, Murong Tian's heart trembled, and then he became ecstatic.

"In the early Qing Dynasty, your body..."

Murong Qingchu just smiled indifferently: "I feel that my vitality is increasing slowly. Although the speed is relatively slow, it is no longer passing away."

Even after his body finally recovered, this man was still so cold and indifferent, with no change in his handsome face like a god.

"That's good, that's good." Murong Tian's eyes filled with excitement as he kept saying these three words.

Mu Ruyue's eyes swept over Murong and his son. For some reason, she had a feeling that the relationship between the two was not just father and son, but that there was something secret...

The arrogant alchemists were so shocked that they were speechless after seeing this scene. No one thought that she could really cure the young sect leader. This was a disease that even the alchemists in Zhongzhou could not cure.

"She really succeeded!" Ye Qiu's voice was trembling. He wanted to escape from here, but he stayed in order to see Mu Ruyue's expression when she failed, but it was he who made the joke in the end.

Why did that old man Wu Yu get such a talented disciple?

Ye Qiu was more jealous than angry. He had been fighting with this old man for most of his life, but his disciple allowed him to lose so miserably.

As he thought about it, he became sad again. He didn't know how these people would deal with him this time. If he had known this, he would have taken the opportunity to secretly leave the Medicine Sect...

But Mu Ruyue really didn't intend to let Ye Qiu go.

She had been busy refining elixirs these past few days and ignored him, but he couldn't take the opportunity to slip out because she had already asked Ye Wuchen to look at the old man.

If this old man just came to provoke him, she could ignore him, but she didn't forget that if it hadn't been for him, how could Wuchen have been injured? How could he have almost lost his strength?

She will never allow this to happen again!

"Miss Mu," Murong Qingchu saw Mu Ruyue turn and leave, slowly stood up and followed her. After the two of them walked out the door, he called her back.

Mu Ruyue paused for a moment and asked without looking back, "What's the matter?"

"I promised you five days ago that I would take a look at your future for you," Murong Qingchu slightly raised the corners of his lips. His handsome face looked so beautiful in the sunshine, "but what I saw was indeed a blank.
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