After flying for a while, Xiaoyao held Meow Meow, coughed lightly, patted Pokkis on the neck, and signaled Pokkis to put him down. Stopped in an open space, Xiaoyao released the four seriously injured elves, probably cured them, and changed their clothes. Since he arrived at Farao, the elves were already very tired and were not suitable for continuing to fight. Even if Xiaoyao now uses the tiger and wolf medicine to give them the power of a fight, the side effects are probably not something Xiaoyao can afford.

Following Pokkis to the front of a house with a good appearance, Xiaoyao coughed lightly and frowned. Although he knew there would be no danger, there was still a hint of vigilance in his eyes. Pokkis let out a clear sound, and Minghui immediately rushed out of the house. Regardless of all, he immediately pulled Xiaoyao and walked into the house. In Xiaoyao's memory, Minghui had not shown this expression for a long time, and his doubts were beyond words. Pokkis chanted and walked into the house after Xiaoyao and Minghui.

As soon as Xiaoyao walked into the room, he saw a man and a woman with a look of vigilance. The man had a slightly long gray hair, a green outside, and a pair of blue eyes flashed with wise light. The woman was wearing a red dress, a golden shoulder-length hair, a pair of big eyes, and a green ornament hanging around her neck. Who was Diane who brought Xiaoyao and Minghui to Farao not long ago? After seeing Xiaoyao, the woman breathed a sigh of relief and whispered in the man's ear. After hearing this, the man nodded slightly, but there was still a hint of alert in his eyes when he looked at Xiaoyao. Xiaoyao didn't care, and looked back at Minghui. Minghui pointed to the only bed in the room, frowned, and said lightly: "I'm poisoned, even my Chinese New Year Blue Bird healing bell has no effect!"

Xiaoyao frowned slightly. Minghui's Pokkis was at least at the elite level, let alone the Qixi Blue Bird who had been with Minghui for a longer time. The poison that the Qixi Blue Bird healed bell cannot be detoxified? Xiaoyao frowned slightly and walked to the bedside. A yellow elf appeared in front of Xiaoyao. The yellow elf saw Xiaoyao, and her orange-red eyes were filled with tears. She screamed and threw herself into Xiaoyao's arms, and her body trembled gently. Meow looked at the elf in Xiaoyao's arms and screamed in displeasure.

A trace of surprise flashed in Xiaoyao's eyes, and gently patted the head of the elf in front of him, and said softly: "It's okay, Fire Fox, I will definitely cure the Yinxin!" Hearing Xiaoyao's words, Minghui raised his originally frowning brows slightly, and a surprise flashed in his eyes. Xiaoyao hugged the Fire Fox and came to the bedside, looking at the orange-yellow hair that looked like a flaming heart. His face showed a sickly pale face, and his lips were slightly purple. Xiaoyao frowned and stretched out his hand to see her eyelids. Suddenly, Xiaoyao felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, and a severe pain came straight from the palm of his hand to his brain. Xiaoyao subconsciously shrank his hand back and saw the black elf in front of him protecting the Yinxin's pendant claws. The two red spots on his forehead added a hint of agility to the elf.

The fire fox looked at Xiaoyao's palm that had started to bleed. He screamed, jumped down, and shouted at the black elf. The black elf stubbornly guarded Tingxin. Looking at the two elves from the Western Hemisphere, Xiaoyao coughed lightly, put down the schoolbag on his back, and took out a box of plaster from the schoolbag. He ignored the black elf who was grinning, coughed lightly and gently wiped it on his palm. Seeing that the black elf had fallen to the ground and had a purple glow on his body, Xiaoyao came up and began to check Tingxin's body. He first lifted her eyelids, then looked at her tongue, touched her forehead, and a trace of doubt flashed in Xiaoyao's eyes, and then lifted the quilt with his left hand.

Minghui quickly grabbed Xiaoyao's hand and frowned and said, "What are you doing?" Minghui was anxious and his subordinates used a lot of effort. His palm, which had stopped bleeding just now, began to drip from his palm. Feeling Xiaoyao's puzzled gaze, Minghui put down Xiaoyao's hand and smiled awkwardly.

Xiaoyao coughed lightly, but was not angry. He just took out Tingxin's white wrist, put his right hand on Tingxin's wrist, closed his eyes, and didn't know how long it took, he put Tingxin's arm back into the quilt, stood up, frowned, and walked towards his backpack, and said lightly: "Don't worry, the poison she was in is the poison of a elves called Dust Mountain in the Western Hemisphere. The poison is not overbearing, but this Dust Mountain should have the strength of a quasi-king king. In addition, Tingxin's body is not very good, and it has been poisoned for at least three days, which looks a little serious, but fortunately there is a holy fire in her body, which can burn all the evil spirits in the world, so there is no life danger now!" As he said that, he took out a few herbs from the backpack, frowned slightly, and flirted through the backpack.

Diane stepped forward and asked softly, "Do you need anything?"

Xiaoyao coughed lightly and said lightly: "Is there any bitter grass?"

After hearing Xiaoyao's words, the woman was stunned for a moment, walked out of the house quickly, and after a while, she walked back, holding a handful of herbs used for making tea yesterday, Meow Meow screamed softly, with a faint teasing in her voice, jumped onto Xiaoyao's shoulder, patted Xiaoyao's shoulder with the claws in front, screaming in a cliché, Xiaoyao was slightly embarrassed, and at that time Pocky smiled friendly, Meow Meow glared at Pockysi fiercely, screamed softly, rushed off Xiaoyao's shoulder, came to the sofa and found a comfortable position, yawned gently, and breathed immediately evenly. Xiaoyao smiled and said a little apologizing to Diane and the man beside him: "I'm sorry, Meow Meow..."

Diane waved her hand and smiled, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Xiaoyao took the pile of bitter grass, took out one of them, placed it on the table, and took out a small medicine pot from his backpack and a small stove for making tea that Minghui saw not long ago. He poured some water into the medicine pot, piled up her into a pile of herbs, put the medicine pot on the stove, and umbrella button. Listening to the stove making a gentle sound, Xiaoyao breathed a little relieved, then walked to his backpack and took out a small bottle. As soon as he opened it, a burst of medicine fragrance spread out, refreshing his heart, and feeling that his body and mind were washed away.
Chapter completed!