However, she increased the dosage and used a medicine bath. She added the medicine juice four times. The blood from the wound on his body had not stopped. This only shows that the "torture instrument" used by Feng Wu to hurt Xue Wushang was very rare.

Just like her sword of time, it stabs on the giant wolf, and ordinary medicines cannot be cured at all.

"That Yueyue, won't there be any problem with Xue Wushang's injury?"

"I'll find a way to cure him."

"I'm wondering about something now. Feng Wu made Xue Wushang like this. Aren't you afraid that he will die?"

Ye Xiyue's eyebrows and eyes sank, "In Feng Wu's eyes, maybe Xue Wu's life is insignificant."

"It's really strange. Since Xue Wushang hates Feng Wu so much, Feng Wu hates Xue Wushang so much, why do they still have to be together?"

This question is not only worried about Nan Wushuang, but even Ye Xiyue is confused about this matter.

Originally they were going to rush to travel today, but because of Xue Wushang's incident, Ye Xiyue and others stayed in Fengyun City for the next three days.

Because of Jing Chi Yue, the mobile money warehouse, and the incident in the Colosseum a few days ago, Fengyun City has become deeply rooted in the name "Dongfang Yue".

However, since the Colosseum incident, Dongfang Yue has never appeared in the public eye again.

Today is the third day of Xue Wushang taking a medicinal bath. The blood on Xue Wushang's body has stopped. However, the thirty-six wounds on his body are too deep and all of them are wounded by spiritual weapons and cannot be cured for a while.

When Jing Chiyue and Mu Feng checked Xue Wushang's wounds and said to Ye Xiyue, Ye Xiyue was very calm, just as calm as when healed Xue Wushang.

However, that kind of calmness was a look that Jing Chiyue and Mu Feng would never forget in their entire lives.

Her silence seemed to be possible at any time, but it made them feel inconspicuous.

Sixty-six wounds, just the wounds that penetrated the pipa bones and the bitten off of the unknown beasts on their elbows, were shocking enough. What would the remaining thirty-three wounds look like? Even though Ye Xiyue didn't see them, when she saw Jing Chiyue and Mu Feng appear with white faces, she already had a little understanding in her heart.

The thirty-three wounds are no less than these three wounds.

"Xiyue, it's the fourth day of taking a medicinal bath, but in addition to the fact that Xue Wushang's wound no longer bleeds, even if it has natural treasures, it still has deteriorated. And he has not woken up in the past few days."

Ye Xiyue nodded, "I know."

Mu Feng asked: "Then what method do you plan to continue to treat Xue Wushang next?"

“Medicinal bath.”

"So still soak?" Mu Feng frowned, "but Xue Wushang's injuries..."

Ye Xiyue took out a small tripod the size of a palm from the God-Slaying Space. It was covered in black and golden color, emitting a strong and quaint aura.

"This is the Golden King Ding, right?" It was the first time he officially met the Golden King Ding, which is the fifth place in the spiritual weapon rankings.

He had always heard of the Golden King Ding on Ye Xiyue before, but he had never seen it at such a close distance.

"good."

"It is said that although the Golden King Ding is the fifth place in the spiritual weapon list, its power is the most unique."

"When I saved your mother, the Golden King Ding helped a lot. If it weren't for the Golden King Ding's power, your mother's soul would not be able to gather again."
Chapter completed!