The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

Feng Qin rubbed the paper in his hand and instantly turned it into ashes.

Thin ash flowed from his fingertips and disappeared with the wind, "Okay, let's go to her now."

Not to mention curing his injuries, it would be good if he could suppress the strength and frequency of his backlash, although the possibility is very small.

In fact, according to Feng Qin's usual personality and level of prudence and prudence, it is impossible to take the initiative to find Ning Xi, but now under several pressures, he has become less rational.

When Feng Qin and the burly man arrived, Ning Xi was half lying on the sofa drinking tea, and Jiu Ying was also leaning lazily.

"Miss Ning, Feng Qin is here to visit!" Feng Qin's voice came from outside.

Ning Xi was not surprised at all, she didn't get up to go out, she just waved her sleeves casually, and the defensive formation she set up outside automatically opened a way to enter.

But she didn't lie down again, but sat up and leaned lazily on the back of the sofa.

Feng Qin was a little surprised again when he walked to the entrance of the cave. The formation here was obviously rearranged and quite advanced. He felt more and more that Ning Xi was not simple.

When he walked into the cave, he saw that there were a lot of things he had never seen before, and the layout was relatively comfortable. There was also a spirit gathering formation in operation, which made him relax a little.

"Young Master Feng is a rare guest, please take a seat!" Ning Xi raised his hand in a gesture of invitation, but he did not stand up.

Feng Qin didn't care either, walked over and sat across from her. He found that the chair was really soft and comfortable.

"You said before that you could cure my injury, and I came here specially to ask you to take action today." He didn't open his mouth to question, but instead introduced his intentions straight to the point.

Ning Xi raised her eyebrows, "Do you believe I can cure you?"

"I don't believe it." Feng Qin said after a pause: "But I am willing to give it a try."

Ning Xi reached out and poured a cup of tea for Feng Qin, but she ignored the burly man standing behind Feng Qin.

"Okay, but the remuneration I want is not low." Ning Xi was also more straightforward.

Feng Qin chuckled softly: "If it can be cured, I should still be able to afford the reward."

In recent years, he has been favored in the family, and with his status as a peak alchemist, he also has a lot of savings.

He looked at Ning Xi with a half-smile and turned and asked, "But I can take the liberty to ask, how are you going to treat me?"

Unless a holy-grade alchemist takes action and refines a holy-grade medicinal pill specially used to treat his condition, it is absolutely impossible for the medicinal pill to solve the problem.

If Ning Xi said that he was treated with medicinal herbs, he would not listen to it any longer, just got up and left.

Ning Xi didn't hide it, "My repair ability can heal the wound, as long as it's not the one I was born with."

Feng Qin was stunned when she heard this, remembering that there are people who have special repair ability and can be used to treat diseases, but became interested, "Then let's talk about how to treat, how long it will take to heal, and the reward."

He has become accustomed to strategizing and acting resolutely, and doesn't like to be sloppy.

It just so happened that Ning Xi also likes to be lighthearted, "I need to take a close look at your injury to determine how long it will take. The treatment plan is very simple, that is, use my repairing ability with the medicinal herbs that repair the meridians and other effects."

"You are an alchemist yourself, and you can solve the problem of medicine pills by yourself."

She paused and said, "The remuneration will also depend on your injury first."