The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

Ye Wanqing's pupils suddenly shrank. She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and instantly came to the altar in the center of the medicine refining pool.

I saw a woman lying unconscious on the ground. Her face, once as cold and white as jade, had lost its original appearance. The corners of her lips were bloodless, her black hair was stained with blood, the scar on her heart had already scabbed over, and blood was still flowing from her wrist.

"Nan Qiao!"

Ye Wanqing helped the barely breathing woman up, her expression anxious, her heart seemed to be burning with an unknown fire, her eyes flickered, the divine power within the dragon bone continuously flowed into Nan Qiao's body, but her breath still showed no reaction.

Xuan Ming frowned slightly, "Hmm? Master, do you know this sister?"

Qianji slapped Xuanming fiercely, "Is this the time to say that?"

He turned back to Ye Wanqing, his eyes filled with worry. "Master, Xuanming and I have just used our strength to stabilize her already scattered mind and soul, but she has lost too much blood, and her bloodline is extremely special. Nurturing her body until it fully recovers will be extremely difficult."

Ye Wanqing's eyes were slightly cold. At this moment, she could naturally sense Nan Qiao's physical condition. Her hands, which were inputting divine power, began to tremble. "Nan Qiao, Nan Qiao, can you sense Sister Wan's power? Nan Qiao!"

At this moment, Su Shaohuai came hurriedly from somewhere. His black hair was a little messy, and his moon-white robe was stained with some blood, not sure whether it was his or someone else's. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce battle.

"Wanwan!"

Ye Wanqing's eyes flickered, like dancing flames. "Shao Huai, may I borrow the power of your avenue?"

Su Shaohuai flew forward without hesitation, and the power of the avenue within the Phoenix Vein was continuously input into Ye Wanqing's body.

With the blessing of Su Shaohuai's power of the Tao, Ye Wanqing seemed to be assisted by God. The power of the Tao was greatly strengthened and all of it was input into Nan Qiao's body.

The combined power of the Dragon Vein Inheritor and the Phoenix Vein Inheritor allowed her bloodline, which was about to collapse, to slowly reunite.

Nan Qiao's face had a bit more color at this moment, but his consciousness was in a state of confusion. Endless memories shuttled through his mind, and he seemed to have gained some strength.

She felt the breath of the person beside her, but her scarred hands subconsciously hooked onto Ye Wanqing's clothes.

Nan Qiao opened her eyes slightly and looked at the face in her memory. Her heart trembled and a tear welled up in the corner of her eye.

"Sister Wan? Sister Wan. Where have you been? Nan Qiao is in pain, sister, Nan Qiao is in pain."

"Nan Qiao, don't be afraid. Sister is here, sister is here."

As soon as Nan Qiao finished speaking, the hand that was holding Ye Wanqing's sleeve suddenly loosened, and she completely fainted, almost out of breath.

"Nan Qiao! Nan Qiao!"

"what!"

Until she felt that the breath of the person in her arms had completely disappeared, just like her whisper just now was just a last glimmer of life.

Ye Wanqing's eyes were bloodshot, and she was unwilling to admit Nan Qiao's situation. She could no longer control the tears in her eyes. She didn't care about Su Shaohuai beside her. She picked up Nan Qiao in a princess hug and flashed back into the space.

Ye Wanqing placed Nan Qiao into the green jade water, and the endless vitality within the dragon bone began to flow into her body continuously, with a hint of madness in her expression.

"Nan Qiao, hold on, Sister Wan will save you. Sister Wan finally found you, and Sister Wan can save you. You've always been the best and most obedient one. You don't want to see Sister Wan sad, do you? Nan Qiao, hold on, hold on."

However, the vitality that was effective for everyone was ineffective for Nan Qiao at this moment. Ye Wanqing seemed unwilling to give up. The spiritual power in her hand turned into a sharp blade and slashed towards her heart. She had no reaction yet, but the beasts beside her were very worried.

"Sister, don't be like this."

"Master, please don't do this. If you continue to force the vitality into your body, you will go crazy, Master!"

"Master, that girl is of the Medicine Girl bloodline. Even if you give up all your vitality, you can't save her. But this will hurt you, Master."

However, Ye Wanqing seemed to be unaware of anything. A drop of blood seeped out and fell into Nan Qiao's body, surrounded by the power of vitality and the blood of the dragon vein inheritor.

Nan Qiao had regained some breath at this moment, but it was still far from enough to revive her.

If it were an ordinary person, with the blessing of Ye Wanqing's vitality and heart blood, he would have been intact long ago, but Nan Qiao was born with the bloodline of a medicine girl.

You should know that the bloodlines of medicine men and medicine women are very different. The former is made of countless poisons and poisons that are smelted with great effort for several days. Not only is it extremely toxic, it is also extremely powerful, and its blood is extremely poisonous.

The medicine girl's bloodline is innate, and every drop of her blood is a fine medicine that can cure hundreds of poisons and thousands of poisons. Not only that, every part of her body is an ultimate temptation for alchemists.

But there is also an extreme flaw. People born with the blood of medicine girls cannot cultivate spiritual power, so they can only hide their identities as much as possible. Otherwise, if they are discovered, they will be subject to countless assassinations and plundering.

Ye Wanqing looked at Nan Qiao, who was unconscious and seemed to be in a deep sleep, with her hands clenched into fists, her expression filled with heartache and anger.

When the temple was destroyed, the Zhou family actually captured Nan Qiao. And in the formation on the altar that summoned the demons from outside the celestial realm, Nan Qiao was the center of the formation.

Because Nan Qiao not only has the blood of the medicine girl, but more importantly, she was born in the Yin period, and her blood can even strengthen the formation.

"Zhou Family——"

Ye Wanqing's eyes were bloodshot as she murmured softly. Her aura was filled with cold murderous intent and chill. She thrust her hands straight into her palms, blood seeping out, but she seemed to feel no pain at all.

The other animals sensed the anger and grief in Ye Wanqing's heart, and were also affected by this mood.

Hai Li walked forward silently, noticed Ye Wanqing's look, and asked cautiously, "Sister, who is this girl?"

Ye Wanqing slowly closed her eyes, as if hiding the pain and endless hatred in them. "She is also from my temple, the daughter of the old lady who treated me like her own daughter in the temple."

Speaking of grandma, Ye Wanqing's mind kept emerging with the photo stone left by Lin Qianxue. In order to save the disciples of the temple, the grandma would rather set herself on fire in exchange for huge divine power to strengthen the temple protection formation.

In the huge temple, the master personally supervised Ye Wanqing's cultivation, while the uncle supervised the cultivation of other fellow disciples and was responsible for various situations in the entire temple, and the grandmother was responsible for the management of logistics and cultivation resources.

Because of her female identity, Ye Wanqing was not able to communicate directly with her master about many things. Instead, her grandmother taught her step by step. Therefore, for Ye Wanqing, her grandmother was an extremely special person.

Her only daughter, Nan Qiao, is the youngest girl in the entire temple, so whether it is her, Zhi Jiao, or her junior sister, they all regard Nan Qiao as their own sister.

A tear suddenly welled up in the corner of Ye Wanqing's eye. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but her eyes suddenly opened, with a hint of determination flashing in them. She slowly approached Nan Qiao, gently stroked her tender cheek, and whispered softly.

"Nan Qiao, can you please get some sleep first? Sister Wan will definitely find a way to save you. One day, you will wake up and wait for Sister Wan."