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When Fang Qi said this, how could everyone not understand the truth?

"Boy, don't push yourself too hard! I think you're a magician, and you're clearly here to bluff! You don't want to fool around in front of this old man!"

Wan Ritian's expression gradually changed, and there was a hint of threat in his expression.

Now that he said that... In fact, the meaning he expressed was already obvious, that is, he was threatening Fang Qi not to pester him too much.

Just who is Fang Qi? Would he be the kind of person who would rather be threatened? From his point of view, what is the Ten Thousand Ritians?

"Oh? So I'm a magic stick, thank you for reminding me, then I'll go now..."

Fang Qi deliberately pretended to be very scared, turned around casually, and was about to leave with big strides.

"Sect Master Wan! You are enough!"

"This little friend is a distinguished guest invited by our Heavenly Alliance. He is here to treat the wounded Lu You Daozun, the Golden Throne Inspector of our Heavenly Alliance! What do you mean by blocking you one after another? You are not welcome here now, please you left!"

Daoist Zhuo Yuan's face darkened, and he directly made a gesture of invitation.

Wan Ritian was taken aback... What does this mean? Tell him to fuck off?

For such a little guy, let him go? Are you okay?

He Wan Ri Tian is also the top figure in the cultivation world after all, so he was excluded like this? How is this worth it?

"Daoist Zhuo Yuan, you must not be deceived by him, he is a liar...Really...you have to trust me, I won't lie to you..."

"roll!"

Taoist Zhuo Yuan cast a slanted glance at Wan Ri Tian, ​​and said something straight, the corner of Fang Qi's mouth cracked, tsk tsk tsk... this is so hot!

"You...I...you wait for me, kid!"

Wan Ritian's face froze, and now he can't get off the stage at all...

The majestic master of a sect was chased away with the word 'roll', and the little bit of face he had left was gone!

However, it was Zhuo Yuan, the inspector of the Golden Seat of the Tianmeng who said the word 'roll'... Could it be that he has any opinions?

He is a member of the Tianmeng, so to some extent he is a bit more advanced... This is inevitable. Although Wan Ritian is very upset, he does not dare to have any conflicts with the Tianmeng at this time...

His sect is considered a big one in the realm of comprehension, but compared with the Tianmeng, it is completely the gap between a small shrimp and a big shark.

Wan Ritian said a harsh word to Fang Qi bitterly, then turned and left.

He would feel ashamed to stay here for an extra quarter of an hour!

"Miraculous doctor, can you treat Daozun Lu You now?"

Daoist Zhuo Yuan lowered his head and kept a serious face. He was indeed too nervous at the moment.

Zhang Simiao, the medical sage, said before that he couldn't be saved, but the medical sage especially admired the young man in front of him...

Although Taoist Zhuo Yuan felt that Fang Qi in this age group... shouldn't have any magical medical skills to cure diseases and save lives.

Medical skills are extremely profound, and some monks have studied for more than a thousand years and are still in the stage of ignorance. How much achievement will a young monk in his tens of years have?

But now Daoist Zhuo Yuan can only treat dead horses as living horses, after all...even the medical sage Zhang Simiao gave up.

And Fang Qi... is the only hope to save Lu You!

"Of course, wait for me to take a good look!"

Fang Qi put his hands behind his back and subconsciously glanced at Pei Yin's face. The girl was completely stunned and at a loss for what to do.