Mr. Chang's face also changed.

The two of them looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at Yujue, unable to speak for a long time.

"How could this happen?"

Han Chujiu took the jade Jue over in depressed manner and turned around in a hurry, "Why can't the jade Jue be attached to my soul when it comes to my brother's hand? Is there something wrong with the pill?"

Seeing his anxious and angry look, Mr. Chang wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only pat his shoulder gently.

"Xiaojiu, you have done a good job, don't be discouraged..."

"I remembered it!"

Han Chujiu suddenly screamed, which scared Mr. Chang.

"A person who can wear clone phantom attached to magic weapons must have thick and pure divine power, otherwise the soul in the magic weapon will conflict with the soul of the wearer and be forced to seal it."

The more pure the divine power, the longer the person wearing the clone phantom magic weapon will maintain its efficacy.

Mr. Chang was stunned, "The divine power I can use is very few and extremely weak, better than nothing. The one with the most pure and profound divine power in the extreme realm is naturally the king."

Han Chujiu's cheeks immediately bulged and said angrily: "After all, you just asked me to save the big petite peacock."

Old Chang sniffed and said, "If you want to find someone to take your clone phantom to find your disciple, the best candidate is the Lord. With the purity and thickness of the Lord's divine power, you may be able to stay outside for a year or two. But now the Lord is unconscious, I am afraid that even if you want to help you, you will be powerless."

"Okay, okay! You can stop persuading it around the bush. Isn't it okay for me to save that big petite peacock?"

...

In the Lingxiao Palace.

Xinglang and his friends were walking around outside Di Mingjue's palace, looking in the direction of the Medicine King Hall from time to time.

"Xinglang, I heard that Di Mingjue's condition has recurred. Is it true?"

An anxious voice quickly approached with the slim figure and rang in the ears of several people.

The person who came looked a little pale, his voice was hoarse, and he was haggard and fragile.

But even this cannot hide her amazing beauty.

As soon as Xinglang saw the person coming, he immediately said respectfully: "Miss Jun, aren't you recovering from the injury? Why are you here?"

Yu Yanran's face was full of anxiety and her eyes were slightly red: "I heard from Dr. Lu that Di Mingjue's condition has changed, so how can he sit still? I am really worried about him. I want to go in and take a look at him."

The maid standing behind Yu Yanran echoed: "Miss Jun's injury has not improved after waking up, and her memory has not recovered. However, no matter when, she has always cared about the safety of the Lord. Even because of missing him, she couldn't sleep all night."

This maid is called [Ziyu], and she is a female fairy in the Lingxiao Palace of the Jiyu Realm.

Since she learned about Yu Yanran's identity, she felt that she had held Jin's thigh.

Coupled with Yu Yanran's deliberate appeal.

So in the past few days, Zi Yu talked about Yu Yanran and took good care of her, as if she had already regarded herself as Yu Yanran's confidant.

Xinglang has a natural favor to all those who are loyal and caring about Di Mingjue.

What's more, he respects you and admires Yan.

After hearing this, he immediately said, "Your Majesty must also want to see you Miss Jun, you are now..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ying Mei.

"no!"

Ying Mei's voice was clear and cold, but she was completely irresistible. "Old Mr. Chang said that no one could enter until the Medicine King came."
Chapter completed!