He became much less interested and Xiao Chen wanted to leave. He was still very confident in his body and would not have any internal injuries or hidden diseases.

Since I can't see this woman, it would be meaningless to continue queuing up.

"It's time for you, why are you doing?" A pleasant voice as beautiful as a stream.

Just as she was thinking about this, Xiao Chen suddenly realized that the team in front had been completed. The geniuses from all over the building looked at themselves distracted with displeasure, thinking that he was the one who came to make trouble.

There were a few who had a faint evil spirit in their eyes. If Xiao Chen was really making trouble, they wouldn't mind giving them a lesson.

I smiled bitterly in my heart and could only go up and go through the motions, otherwise there would be some minor troubles.

He stretched out his wrist, and a red rope with a little fragrance of medicine flew from the attic. With a whoosh, he tied it to his wrist and tied a knot.

Xiao Chen's eyes looked along the red rope, his gaze was blocked by a screen, and even his spiritual sense could only see a fog, and he could not see the appearance of the saint behind the clouds and mists.

I felt a cool and refreshing force, wandered around my body, and the red rope bounced back and the diagnosis was completed.

But unexpectedly, after a long time this time, no girl came out on both sides, and no one came out to tell Xiao Chen about the diagnosis, and there was no elixir for him.

Others whispered, not knowing what was going on, but Xiao Chen was as clear as a mirror. He had no secret illness or internal injuries at all, so how could he give him elixirs and elixir recipes?

"I'm disturbed. It seems that my body is not in trouble, and there are no hidden injuries or hidden dangers."

After taking a deep look at the attic, Xiao Chen bowed and prepared to say goodbye and leave. He came here just to join in the fun. There is nothing good to watch now, so naturally there is no need to stay there.

"Haha, you are really interesting. The saint said that you are terminally ill and the miracle doctor can't save you again. We are hesitating whether to tell you."

A girl laughed sweetly and said something Xiao Chen would never have thought of.

How is it possible to be terminally ill?

His body has been polished and tempered several times, suffered many hardships, endured thousands of pains, and took a hundred drops of dragon marrow to reach the peak of the fourth-level holy body.

How could he be terminally ill and even the miracle doctor can't save him?

"Young master, I still have ten years to live. What's your wish? I'll do it as soon as possible." The pretty maid who spoke continued to speak softly, and her face was a pity.

Xiao Chen felt a little funny. The more he talked, the more he said it, he even said the conclusion that he had only had ten years of good life.

The saint of the Moon Palace may be just like this. Look at the so-called geniuses in front of the building, they are just a good example and are not worth mentioning.

Perhaps, there are no masters in the entire Tianxinghai, at least among the peers, there are no people who are illuminated.

"What a pity, this man in white is young and has the cultivation level of a master Martial Saint. He is obviously the leader of a certain family and is considered a hero. He didn't expect that he only had ten years of good life."

"Haha, Yifang Yingjie? Maybe it was because of practicing qigong and pulling seedlings to help grow. I didn't know the reason for gradual progress, so I fell into the root of the disease. I still didn't know at all. I ran to the saint of the Moon Palace to join in the fun."

"Yes, it doesn't seem like he is here to treat diseases and heal his injuries. I guess he thought his cultivation was pretty good and he could be favored by the saint. Who knew that the saint of the Moon Palace could see his hidden disease at a glance."

"I deserve it!"

The warriors waiting in all directions had more or less gloating expressions in their tone.

Looking at a warrior who is far better than me, but if he has lived a life of ten years, he will definitely feel a little happy.

"I don't know where this man in white came from. Looking at this man's appearance as a scholar, he might be the Confucian family on the other side of Tianfu Academy."

"I have never heard of this person in Tianfu Academy. Some of the high-profile Confucian families do not have this person in this person. They probably came from a small family."

"It should be. He doesn't have any righteousness on him. It's probably because the family uses him as an abandoned son, but he still doesn't know that he can jump into a dragon."

Everything was said on the scene, and it seemed that they all recognized the view of the saint of the Moon Palace. The saint said that she only had ten years of life, but she really couldn't live for ten years.

The four young people in front of the building were all gloating. They could see at a glance that Xiao Chen was not really here to seek medical treatment.

I feel that Xiao Chen’s real purpose is just to get close to the saint of the Moon Palace, just like them.

He gently retracted the folding fan in his hand, Xiao Chen smiled indifferently, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Young Master stayed there, and the saint hadn't finished saying anything. If you are willing to abolish your cultivation and become an ordinary person. The immortality technique of the Moon Palace can be lent to you to the young master to ensure that your master will live to a hundred years old."

Xiao Chen, who had a smile on his face, looked completely sunk, and it was endless.

He really can say anything, but now he wants to destroy his cultivation.

Nonsense, there is a limit.

After stopping, Xiao Chen turned around with a white fan in his hand and turned back.

"Young Master, have you decided to make a decision? If you are really willing to abandon your cultivation, the Moon Palace's immortality skills can let the young master watch three chapters." The delicate girl who spoke when she saw Xiao Chen turn around, thought he changed his mind.

I recounted the words just now again, the words were soft, but the situation was hidden, and there was a kind of arrogance that was lofty.

It seems that watching the first three chapters of the Eternal Life Stories for Xiao Chen is already a great kindness and charity.

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Actually, I am a little familiar with medical skills. The saint gave me a pulse and made a conclusion that I could live for ten years. It is impolite to come but not go. I will also help the saint take the pulse to see if he is unconscious and starts talking nonsense at a young age."

As soon as these words were said, everyone's faces changed drastically. The saint of the Moon Palace had such a noble status and a noble reputation. Xiao Chen actually dared to question the saint of the Moon Palace and spoke rudely.

It would be fine if you give you kindness and save your life. If you are not grateful, you would even slander the saint.

"What a brave guy. Where did you come from? You don't even see where this place is, and you dare to come here to play wild!"

Among the four geniuses in front of the building, a young man wearing blue clothes and slightly dark skin pulled his sword in anger and rushed towards Xiao Chen with murderous aura.

The people on both sides reacted one step slower and couldn't help but secretly scold this boy for being too smart. This guy was able to take the lead in this opportunity to show off.

Without hesitation, the three of them took action together and rushed towards Xiao Chen.

"Haha, the four of our youngest young people in Ziyun Island attack together, this kid is dead."

"It's good to die, even the saint dares to speak rudely, and deserves it!"

"Anyway, he can't live for ten years. He dies early and late, it's not the same."

"A small family is a small family. I have never seen any world. I think the master Martial Saint is amazing. But I don't know that the master Martial Saint can also be divided into strength and weakness. There are not too many young masters like him in our southern waters."

The girl who spoke to comfort Xiao Chen looked at the four murderous geniuses of Ziyun Island, frowned slightly, but she didn't speak in the end. It was because Xiao Chen's words were too much.

It turns out that he is a local warrior from Ziyun Island. No wonder he is a master-level martial saint, no wonder in Xiao Chen's opinion, he is even inferior to the elite disciples of the Sun Palace.

The Grandmaster Martial Saint is indeed divided into strength and weakness, but the four people in front of him are obviously the weakest ones. Wherever he goes, he will be beaten by any Grandmaster Martial Saint and beg for mercy.

I don’t know that the sky is high and the earth is rich, and I am talking about these four people.

The folding fan was unfolded, and Xiao Chen did not use the strength of the quasi-emperor, but only used the strength of the master-level martial saint.

The moment the folding fan opened, a ray of frost spread out from Xiao Chen's feet, and white snowflakes floated into the sky, crystal clear.

Proud of the snow and frost, and the frost is unacceptable, and the rugged and proud are revealed!

Xiao Chen held the folding fan and waved it, and saw thousands of frost sword auras rising from the ground, sweeping out with a stubborn and pride that was stubborn.

Four geniuses from Ziyun Island were in the brunt of the sword, and their bodies were covered in bruises. Their aura was scattered and they fell into the ground in a mess. When they touched the wound, they immediately felt so painful that they were dying and screaming.

The young girls on both sides also received a considerable impact and were beaten backwards, rushing to deal with the wisps of knife energy.

If Xiao Chen had no ability to suppress his strength, Qian Shuang Douxue would have to wipe out everyone in front of him.

But there is no big grudge, I am just being talked about by others, and I am angry with you with gratitude. I can just expose my heart and never think about killing people.

Taking advantage of the rush of a group of people, Xiao Chen folded the fan and moved it to his left hand, and pulled off a long piece with his right hand casually.

With a blink of an eye, I stretched out with an endless sword aura, and the silk was shining with a crystal clear light, and the momentum was unmatched towards the screen above the attic.

Behind the screen, an elegant woman with a fairy-like face was as ethereal as the moon, wearing a white snow-white gown and sitting behind a red elegant wooden table.

The red rope in his hand was calm and gently tapped out, penetrated the screen, and met Xiao Chen's thread within a thousandth of a second.

Bang!

The two of them met, beyond the expectation of the woman in white, and her red thread was penetrated by the silk, like bamboo, exploded in pieces.

The powerful knife intention scattered out from it, and the vase trees in the attic and various exquisite decorations broke into powder in an instant.

However, it can be seen that Xiao Chen still kept a hand, otherwise the vase would not have been broken, and the entire attic would have collapsed in an instant.

The little surprise on Baiyi's face just passed, and this strand of silk appeared, which had been wrapped around her wrist, and gently tied a knot.

Behind, hiding in the shadows, a middle-aged beautiful woman with a strong aura was about to cut off the silk when she saw this.

The woman in white, after being stunned, smiled and waved her hand to stop the other party.

After a while, a cold air flowed along the silk and looked through the acupuncture points in the body, focusing on many acupuncture points on the brain.
Chapter completed!