"Master Ye, is it really you!? Xiaoya... Xiaoya, hey, I don't know what to say... Anyway, she is sick..." Rong Tianqiu was surprised and happy, and said incoherently.

"Well, I already know the general situation!? Calm down, I have arrived at Longcheng Airport now and will arrive in about half an hour. Let's meet and talk." Ye Xiao said.

Wang Rui provided Ye Xiao with the Wang family's private jet, which allowed him to return to Dragon City in less than three hours.

Half an hour later, Ye Xiao walked into Rong Xiaoya's bedroom.

This was Ye Xiao's first time entering Rong Xiaoya's room.

The room is full of pink decorations and plush toys, which makes it look girly.

A group of people in white coats were busy nervously in front of various medical instruments.

In the center of the room, on a pink princess bed, lay a girl with a withered complexion. There was no trace of blood on her face, her breath was weak, her lips were black and blue, and there was still blood stains on the corners of her mouth.

The large black and red blood stains on the white sheets looked particularly shocking.

On the girl's body, there was a faint black aura floating above her head.

This is the aura of death that only appears in people who are about to die.

"What's going on?" Ye Xiao frowned, his voice was low and scary.

The girl lying on the bed was none other than Rong Xiaoya, who was still full of energy a few days ago.

She now looks haggard and has no cute and charming look at all, which makes people feel sad to see her.

"I don't know either. Seven days ago, I suddenly fainted in the company. I invited the top medical team in Dragon City, but they couldn't find anything wrong."

Rong Tianqiu felt an astonishing chill from Ye Xiao, and said while his body was trembling.

"Where is the Seven Treasures Bodhi Seed I left behind?"

"I have already given it to Xiaoya, and it only slightly relieved her condition."

"Get out of the way." Ye Xiao looked grave, walked to Rong Xiaoya's bed, and waved to several doctors.

Qibao Bodhi Seed has extremely strong healing power, and ordinary diseases can be cured by it.

But a disease that can render the Seven Treasures Bodhisattva ineffective is not an ordinary disease.

At least there is no hope of healing by relying on the group of people in front of me who have no cultivation.

"Who are you? How can you mess with my patient! Her current condition is very dangerous." A wrinkled doctor saw Ye Xiao coming forward and shouted loudly.

"Haven't you wasted enough time?" Ye Xiao said, carefully unplugging all the tubes inserted into Rong Xiaoya's body.

"You, you, are killing people!" the doctor said with a pale face.

I wanted to stop him, but I was afraid of Ye Xiao's aura.

"Dean Huang, you have worked hard these days, but now I still listen to Master Ye and go down." Rong Tianchou hurriedly walked up and said.

"How can he, a young man, know medical skills? He is so messy."

"Let them all go down and don't affect me here!" Ye Xiao said coldly.

His fingers quickly touched several of Rong Xiaoya's large acupoints, injecting a trace of true energy into her, completely cutting off the spread of the deathly energy.

"Dean Huang, let's go out and talk." Rong Tianqiu said.

"Why are you so confused!" Dean Huang wanted to say something, but was pushed out of the room by Rong Tianqiu.

"Click"

The door to the room was closed by Rong Tianqiu.

At the last moment when the door closed, he saw that the patient on the hospital bed was regaining the color on his face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Does this young man really know medical skills?

Only Ye Xiao and Rong Xiaoya were left in the room.

Ye Xiao didn't speak anymore, the brilliance flowed in his eyes, and the Eye of Origin opened, slowly scanning Rong Xiaoya's body.

In his field of vision, Rong Xiaoya's body gradually became transparent, revealing the meridians and internal organs under the skin.

"How could the situation be so bad!"

As the observation deepened, Ye Xiao's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and three deep ravines were drawn on his forehead.

The situation is worse than imagined.

In Rong Xiaoya's body, large groups of black aura were eroding her internal organs, dyeing every organ deep black.

The originally bright red blood in the blood vessels turned into a deep black color due to the black aura.

If you look closely at these black gases, you will see that they are actually composed of strange words.

Although I don’t know what these weird words are about, they exude an evil aura. They are like squirming black insects. They don’t have any fixed shape, but they are densely packed and seeping out.

"Is this... a head-lowering technique?"

Ye Xiao recognized the black energy composed of these words at a glance, and couldn't help but take a breath.

Rong Xiaoya suffered a head-lowering spell, which is not good news.

In the distant past, the head-lowering technique once made the entire cultivation world change its mind.

The weird thing about this technique is that the person who performs the technique only needs to get some personal belongings of others to curse him to death from thousands of miles away.

At the moment, the power of the curse has spread to this extent in Rong Xiaoya's body, and it is obvious that someone has performed a head-lowering spell more than once.

The more times the head-lowering technique is performed, the more fatal it is.

However, what surprised Ye Xiao was that Rong Xiaoya actually survived in this situation.

Ye Xiao frowned, and his consciousness continued to drift towards the place where the black energy gathered.

A large amount of black energy surged toward Rong Xiaoya's heart along her meridians.

But in Rong Xiaoya's heart, there was a ball of golden light that enveloped the entire heart, resisting the invasion of black gas.

The black aura seemed to be afraid of this golden light, always keeping a certain distance and not daring to take a step forward.

"Is it the power of Buddhism? But it's not the power of the Seven Treasures Bodhi Seed..." Ye Xiao's pupils narrowed and he said doubtfully.

This golden power is different from the Buddhist power of Qibao Bodhi. Compared with the gentle Qibao Bodhi, this power is more yang and strong.

It was the existence of this force that saved Rong Xiaoya's chance of survival.

"Is there still Buddhist practice now?" Ye Xiao was a little confused.

But now is not the time to investigate the source of this Buddhist power.

The top priority is to stop the head-lowering technique as soon as possible.

Once this golden light cannot be blocked and black energy enters the heart, Rong Xiaoya's life will really be in danger.

At this time, Rong Tianchou sent away the group of doctors and came in from the door.

"Master Ye, how is Xiaoya?" Rong Tianchou saw Ye Xiao's serious expression, and his heart rose in his throat.

"It'll be okay, I have a solution."

As Ye Xiao said this, he reached out and pointed towards Rong Xiaoya's eyebrows, and a dazzling white light shone on his fingertips.

Then, the white light penetrated his forehead and disappeared.
Chapter completed!