"Can."

Lin Yi nodded slightly. Wang Dihao didn't say what it was about, but Lin Yi understood that he must be thinking about the magic medicine.

Now Wang Dihao only has seven days left to survive. If he cannot find the spiritual herbs and elixir that can have enough spiritual energy, he may not live long.

"Then it won't be too late." Wang Dihao smiled, turned around, and didn't look at Du Jing again. In Wang Dihao's eyes, Du Jing was still too unworthy.

"You go home first, I will look for you later." Lin Yi glanced at Natsume beside him and told him, then thought for a while: "Just send your home address to my mobile phone."

Natsume was stunned. Wang Dihao's appearance was unexpected. After hearing Lin Yi's words, he nodded subconsciously.

Afterwards, Lin Yi and Wang Dihao went downstairs together.

Wang Qitong watched them leave, looked at his mother, and asked: "Mom, who is that person? Why does he look so powerful?"

Wang Qitong was a little puzzled. In his eyes, Liu Lumeng's mother, Du Jing, had always been an extremely intellectual woman. Wang Qitong had never seen Du Jing be so rude when meeting anyone.

"Who is he? Children, don't ask." Zhao Ru shook her head and turned to look at Du Jing: "I'm a little tired tonight, why not go back and rest first?"

Du Jing nodded, her mind still recalling Wang Dihao's unconventional attitude towards Lin Yi just now, which made her unable to recover, and she even felt a little floaty when walking.

Liu Luran was even more confused.

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"The person who just took the photo of the miracle medicine came from the Valley of the Medical King. It is a place with a long tradition. Legend has it that during the Spring and Autumn Period, Hua Tuo was the first disciple of the medical tradition. At that time, Hua Tuo was killed by Cao Cao.

After being killed, Hua Tuo sat down and his disciples became discouraged and completely lost confidence in the world, so they lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests."

"People of this lineage live in the valley all year round, isolated from the world. Only occasionally will some disciples come out of the valley to practice. Because of their medical skills and spiritual powers, they can cure many strange and difficult diseases, and they gradually gain a reputation."

When going downstairs, Wang Dihao didn't walk very fast. He patiently explained to Lin Yi: "This miracle doctor Wu was once the successor of the Medical King Valley."

Having said this, Wang Dihao glanced at Wu Botian beside him.

"You?" Lin Yi seemed a little surprised and unexpected.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. I just entered the valley by mistake, learned some superficial skills, and then left. I can't be regarded as a descendant of the valley." Wu Botian smiled awkwardly. In front of others, he could be a miracle doctor, but in front of Lin Yi

In front of me, Wu Botian really didn't have the courage.

Speaking of which, Wu Botian now didn't dare to look at Lin Yi at all. He was afraid of being beaten by Lin Yi.

Wu Baitian has been traveling around the world for so many years, relying on some medical skills and deception, but he has also lived a pleasant life. However, he has never seen a person like Lin Yi, who strikes without saying a word and hits people in the face.

If it happened a few more times, Wu Baitian would be afraid that his chin would be broken by Lin Yi.

"In the Medical King Valley, in addition to medicine, they also have their own set of practice methods. Most people are not the kind of people we know who have no power and only know how to practice medicine. They really want to take action.

With your hands, I'm afraid it can match someone with peak internal strength."

Wang Dihao's tone was neither urgent nor slow. Listening to this, Lin Yi became a little more interested in the Medical King Valley.

On the one hand, the Valley of the Medical King has been inherited for many years and must have a lot of spiritual herbs and elixirs. On the other hand, if the Valley of the Medical King really has any cultivation methods, then maybe it can have some connection with the immortal cultivators?

Maybe this is also a heritage, not necessarily.

Lin Yi secretly pondered in his mind that the older the inheritance, the greater the possibility of being connected to immortality. Lin also guessed that perhaps there were immortality cultivators in the ancient times when the earth's spiritual energy was still abundant.

existing.

However, for some reason, the aura of the world gradually withered. The withered aura could not support the cultivation of immortals, which made the area of ​​​​immortals become lonely. In the end, they could only appear in the myths and legends of gods and demons passed down by word of mouth.

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While they were talking, Wang Dihao and others came downstairs.

Standing downstairs, Wang Dihao paused and turned to look at a stair exit on the other side.

Lin Yi also looked over.

Over there, four people came down.

Three men and one woman.

The woman has exquisite make-up, a pair of eye-catching pink and phoenix eyes, a middle-to-upper-class appearance, a graceful figure, and fair and jade-like skin, but her face is very cold.

Extremely cold.

Not only was she cold, when she looked at others, there was a bit of obvious arrogance deep in her eyes. It was the look in the eyes of a superior looking at a subordinate.

The other three men also had a superior attitude. One of them carried a bag and went downstairs. After the four of them went out, they got into a Mercedes-Benz S600, closed the door, and sped away.

"Is that the person from the Medical King Valley?" Lin Yi asked.

Wang Dihao nodded: "The magic medicine should be in their bag."

"Then why don't you go after him?" Lin Yi felt that Wang Dihao's aura was a bit scary and calm.

"Don't worry, I installed a GPS on his car. If he can't walk, wait until night." Wang Dihao looked at Lin Yi, thought for a moment, and then slowly said: "Little friend, there are some things I want to say first.

, get the medicine tonight, if it doesn’t work, forget it, but if it does, I need three-quarters of the magic medicine, and the remaining one-quarter can be handed over to you.”

"Why do you think I will help you get the medicine and give you three-quarters of it? Your appetite is too big." Lin Yi looked at it playfully.

At this time, Wang Dihao's face suddenly became serious. He looked at Lin Yi and slowly said: "This magical medicine is related to my life and safety. Although I have long been indifferent to life and death, if I can live, I still want to live.

"

"So, I ask for your understanding, little friend."

Wang Dihao's words made the fat chef beside him, who had been silent all the time, change his face wildly. He looked at Wang Dihao and hesitated to speak, and then looked at Lin Yi with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

The fat chef didn't understand why Wang Dihao looked at this guy so differently.

Lin Yi looked at Wang Dihao, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Well, what I can promise you is to protect your life, but at the same time, if I use other methods to protect your life, then this plant

The miracle medicine belongs to me."

"If it doesn't work, I will hand over all this magic medicine to you to use to prolong your life."

Lin Yi looked at Wang Dihao, who nodded, and then laughed loudly: "If this is the case, then little friend, you may not even be able to get any magic medicine."

"My problem is something that no one in the Medical King Valley can do about."
Chapter completed!