The Talented Doctor

The old man seemed to be ignorant of such high temperatures. He motioned to Hexi to place the body of Ouyang Haoxuan on the sand, and murmured: "My deed, I’ve been a teacher for hundreds of years. I have used the true yuan, and waiting for the kid to wake up, you must prepare the full table to treat me well."

"By the way, also, don't let that little pink pig come with me to **** it, all the dishes and wine are for me!"

Hexi laughed, but nodded and said, "Thank you, Master!"

The old man was satisfied now. He sat cross-legged next to Ouyang Haoxuan and slowly closed his eyes.

He Xi on the side was shocked to find that the moment the old man closed his eyes, his whole aura changed.

Powerful spiritual power poured out of his body, enveloping Ouyang Haoxuan's body.

Almost at the moment when he touched the old man's spiritual power, Ouyang Haoxuan's dantian glowed with a burst of golden red light.

The old man opened his eyes abruptly, his thin hands quickly formed complex seals, and he struck Ouyang Haoxuan's dantian.

The golden red light at Ouyang Haoxuan's dantian kept beating, colliding with the old man's spiritual power, seeming to want to break free.

Hexi could vaguely see that it was a prototype, a blood-red bead about the size of a small fingernail.

As the blood-red bead kept beating, it became hotter and hotter in the already scorching desert.

He Xi looked at the old man nervously, only to see beads of sweat oozing out of his head, and his face was extremely ugly.

He Xi was shocked, although she did not fully understand the strength of her cheap master.

But it can be 100% sure that he is definitely beyond the existence of the top strength in Miluo Continent, or it should be said that he is a figure who does not belong to this world.

But now, the master has gone all out to fight the fire-walking spirit orb, and he has fallen short of it? How powerful is the power of this fire walking spirit orb?

As the old man's spiritual power and the fire-walking spirit jewel contended, Ouyang Haoxuan's body began to show visible changes.

The bright red light ran through the meridians in his body, wherever he went, the charred black charcoal-like skin slowly recovered its flexibility and smoothness.

But he didn't have any ups and downs in his heart and dantian, but he slowly pulsated.

Ouyang Haoxuan's originally gray and lifeless face slowly blushed, and his brows were gradually twisted together, revealing an expression of pain.

The wrestling between the red beads and the old man continued, and the old man was sweating more and more, and his face was ugly. The light of the red beads became thinner and thinner, as if it would vaporize and disappear at any time.

But at this moment, Ouyang Haoxuan struggled violently, roaring like a beast in his mouth.

Vaguely, Hexi could hear Ouyang Haoxuan's broken and hoarse voice, "Mother...Father...Feng's family...Death...!"

Because of Ouyang Haoxuan's struggle and the turbulent hatred in his body, the red beads that had been emptied and dimmed slowly became a dark and treacherous black air.

The old man's expression became more and more gray and ugly, and the spiritual power that originally wrapped Ouyang Haoxuan also shook for a while, as if he had been entangled by the black gloomy aura.

Hexi was standing next to him at this time, only feeling that he was at the junction of ice cold and heat.

Suddenly she felt the cold infiltrating the bone marrow, and she seemed to melt her flesh and blood suddenly and hotly.