Godly Empress Doctor

"Woohoo ... Save ... I ..." Emperor Beiyan could only remind his ancestor with a voice.

In this sentence, he blushed and tried his best to say it.

The old ancestor silently glanced at Emperor Bei Yan, and sighed longly: "The old man will pass on the aura to you. This is the old man's only way. See how much it can relieve you."

Healed? That is impossible.

Emperor Beiyan is simply unbelievable. Isn't he omnipotent?

But ... he's right, his old man seems to be the best at refining, and he's been doing medicine ...

really……

After the ancestor forced the aura into the five internal organs of the Northern Yan Emperor's meridian, it did relieve the situation of the Northern Yan Emperor. At least now he can speak.

"Thank you, ancestor." Bei Yandi exhaled a long breath.

It's a big step to be able to resume speaking, just hold on ...

Who knows, Emperor Beiyan just thought so, and his ancestors shattered his illusion relentlessly.

"Don't think too much, the old man should have done his best, there is no other way to cure you." The old man said lightly, with a cold tone.

Emperor Bei Yan was on the spot.

Although he can speak, he can't move ...

"Father, then I ... later ..."

In the presence of his ancestors, how could the Emperor Beiyan dare to call him a grandma?

The ancestor waved his hand and calmly said, "Unfortunately, Brother No. 2 is not here. Brother No. 2 has the best medical skills. If you can find him, your illness may not be cured."

"So, that lord ..." Bei Yandi asked.

The old ancestor's face reappeared, and he waved his hand, not wanting to say anything more to Emperor Bei Yan, and stood up and left.

"Old ancestor, ancestor ..." Emperor Beiyan panicked. What the **** is going on? Is he going to do this all his life?

But the ancestor did not stop because of his cry.

At this moment, the little **** who had been standing beside Bei Yandi's bed moved, but he chased away his ancestor.

Bei Yan Emperor Lao Huaixin was comforted, and his younger Zhaogong was really dedicated to him.

At this moment, "Little Zhao Gonggong" chased out of the way all the way, closely following his ancestors.

The ancestor frowned when he heard the noise, but he didn't stop and no one caught up with him anyway.

Just then, Feng Wu suddenly said, "Hu Yanyan Bo!"

Feng Wu shouted, scaring the giant sculpture to death.

This name, this name ... it gave Feng Wu a severe glance, and she was going to keep her up!

But at this moment, a little bird flew out and stood in front of Feng Wu.

So the bird did it on the spot.

Huyan ... Yanbo?

Hearing these four words, the ancestor stopped abruptly.

How many years have anyone called this name? It's been so long ... he even forgot the name himself.

The ancestor turned back fiercely, and found a little **** standing not far behind him.

The ancestor looked directly over Fengwu, looking to the left, no one, looking to the right, still no one ... So, was it just his hallucination?

"Brother Huyan." Feng Wu erased Yi Rong's face and showed her true face in front of him.

The ancestor stared at Feng Wu, his eyes narrowed slightly, this face ...

"you!"

The ancestor of Huyan hurried forward, walked in front of Feng Wu, and kept staring at her: "Are you ... the little sister ?! Are you really the little sister?"

The ancestor of Huyan was agitated.

"Although only five or six points are similar, but ... are you really a little sister?" Hu Yan's ancestor was so excited that he cried with a phoenix.