Mu Qingkuang's eyes widened. Resurrection potion? So, Sheng Qinghong still needs resurrection potion.

"It's so miraculous, does the young master need a resurrection potion now?"

Lin Xiang shook his head and said, "The young master has the power of the Holy King in his body. In addition, he has been taking medicine, but he cannot last too long. The Soul Gathering Pill helps him prolong his life, but it cannot completely protect him.

If the Soul Gathering Pill still can't help him, he will need a resurrection potion, but the resurrection potion can only help him extend his life. To make him look like a normal person, he may still need the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart, or..."

Having said this, Lin Xiang stopped, looked up at the distant horizon and remained silent.

Mu Qing blinked wildly. The Soul Gathering Pill and the Resurrection Potion could not make Sheng Qinghong look like a normal person.

His situation seems to be that of a seriously ill patient. Even if he undergoes surgery, his life can only be extended by a few months or years.

Hearing the news, Mu Qingkuang felt very sad. If Sheng Qinghong was allowed to live like this, he wouldn't be able to bear it!

"Uncle Lin, what did you just say?" Mu Qingkuang did not forget this.

"Oh, it's nothing. I have sent people out to find Qiqiao Linglongxin. I hope there will be results!" Lin Xiang said with a solemn expression.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Mu Qingkuang didn't ask any more questions, and then left. When she just walked to the door of the small courtyard, her face suddenly changed, and her heart skipped a beat, because Sheng Qinghong fainted.

He fell to the ground on the snow-white ground, his silver hair and white clothes blending into the white snow. If it weren't for the conspicuous green Xiao, she wouldn't have noticed it at all.

"Qinghong..." Mu Qingkuang screamed uncontrollably, used his fighting skills to quickly fly to Sheng Qinghong's side, squatted down, picked him up and walked towards the room.

Seeing him with a pale face and closed eyes, Mu Qingkuang's heart almost stopped breathing. She was really afraid, afraid that he would never wake up in her arms like this.

After placing him on the bed, Mu Qingkuang ran towards the ice palace where Lin Xiang was without stopping.

"Uncle Lin, the young master fainted." Mu Qingkuang said anxiously.

Lin Xiang's expression changed slightly, and he disappeared in a flash. Mu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, he was so fast.

Sheng Qinghong fainted because he was exhausted due to lack of strength for so long. After Lin Xiang instilled strength into him, his body began to feel warm.

Mu Qingkuang stood aside and watched, feeling nervous. Seeing Sheng Qinghong lying lifelessly on the bed, her heart ached.

The deep power in the room continued to fluctuate, and Sheng Qinghong's entire body was surrounded by the power released by Lin Xiang's hands.

I don't know how long it took before Lin Xiang exited the realm of martial arts, and then helped Sheng Qinghong lie down.

"Uncle Lin, is he okay?" Mu Qingkuang stepped forward and asked, taking a handkerchief to help Sheng Qinghong wipe the sweat on his face.

Lin Xiang exhaled heavily and said tiredly, "Well, it's okay. In the past, the Holy King would give him exercises and recuperation in a few days. This time, he fainted because he didn't do it in time."

"Thank you, are you okay?" Mu Qingkuang could see that Lin Xiang was struggling.

Lin Xiang laughed happily and said, "My strength is not as strong as that of the Holy King, so I seem to be struggling. I'm fine. Take good care of him and remember to give him medicine later."
Chapter completed!