Ma Hai opened his mouth, wanting to speak but no words came out.
He rolled his eyes in horror and fainted.
Zhao Yufan reluctantly took a few steps forward, his body swaying unsteadily.
Han Bingyue and Waning Yue supported him on the left and right, their expressions full of worry and anger.
Watching Zhao Yufan and the others disappear into the dark room, King Hanxue frowned slightly, feeling in a daze that he had done something wrong.
At this time, the old alchemist frowned slightly and said with relief: "This sword demon is indeed too arrogant.
It would be good to teach him a lesson."
"Is it really okay?"
God King Hanxue asked.
The old alchemist nodded and said arrogantly: "We didn't do anything to him, so we gave him face.
If he has any complaints against us, he would be a bit ignorant."
Everyone left one after another.
Zhao Yufan lay on the bed to rest.
Looking at Han Bingyue and others surrounding him, he twisted his body uncomfortably, frowned and said, "Can you go out?"
Hearing this, Han Bingyue and the others were stunned and walked out silently.
Zhao Yufan is holding a fire in his heart now.
He has traveled thousands of miles to come here just to help his friends.
Unfortunately, both Hanxue God King and the alchemist are somewhat hostile to him, especially the attitude of Hanxue God King just now.
Make him angry.
With cold eyes, he grabbed the cup on the table and crushed it hard.
The pieces fell to the ground.
A trace of tea slowly flowed along the table and dripped to the ground, making a slight "tick" sound.
Slowly closing his eyes, he held a few cold fragments in his hands, thinking to himself that he would leave here after the plague was resolved.
I don’t know how long it took, but the door was suddenly pushed open.
A gust of cold air blew into the room, and Zhao Yufan slowly opened his eyes with a gloomy look, "Your Majesty."
His tone was stiff, completely different from the respectful tone before.
King Hanxue knew the reason.
He calmly walked to his bed and sat down slowly.
His eyes fell on the broken tea set on the table.
He sighed inwardly and said with a wry smile: "Let me apologize to you tomorrow."
Blinking his eyes, Zhao Yufan glanced sideways at King Hanxue and chuckled: "You don't have to come if you don't want to.
Even if you don't come, I will refine the elixir."
King Hanxue, who had just sat down, slowly stood up, cleared away the fragments on the table, and said calmly: "When they hinted that your prestige among the people and warriors surpassed mine, I really wanted to kill you.
This is what every person in power wants to do."
Questions that should be considered, I do not deny that I want to kill you, this matter will not change, the only thing that changes is my choice, I will choose to believe you."
"Do you know whose friend I am?"
Zhao Yufan suddenly asked.
King Hanxue frowned in thought, and suddenly thought of Zhao Yufan, who was famous in the Zimang Empire, "You are Zhao Yufan's friend, and you have a very similar personality to him."
Zhao Yufan's dark pupils were shining brightly, and Youyou said: "More than just a resemblance, I am the same type of person as Zhao Yufan and the Sword God."
"Sword God" Hanxue God King was startled.
In his intelligence network, Zhao Yufan did not seem to have a friend like the Sword God.
There is no such person as the Sword God in the world, but Zhao Yufan deliberately made up this person for the sake of convenience in the future.
His eyes stayed on the sword demon for a moment, and God King Hanxue asked again: "Can you refine the elixir tomorrow?"
"Yes" Zhao Yufan answered very confidently.
"Your body" God King Hanxue explained with a wry smile, feeling that it was impossible to refine the elixir with his current physical condition.
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"Don't worry."
Zhao Yufan twisted his body lazily, leaned against the wall, and said happily: "I can do it."
King Hanxue nodded silently and walked out.
When he walked to the door, he paused for a moment, remained silent for a few seconds, and then said helplessly: "I'm sorry."
The door closed and the room fell into darkness again.
Zhao Yufan reluctantly stood up and murmured: "God King Hanxue is not very annoying."
Under the night, no one slept in the basin.
This night was crucial for many people.
They did not dare to sleep and could only wait.
As long as they waited until tomorrow morning, life or death would have an outcome.
The moonlight faded, and a glimmer of dawn appeared in the sky.
The sky was getting whiter and whiter, and eventually everyone's faces turned white as well.
They looked at the dark room that had not been opened, feeling extremely nervous, as if their hearts might stop beating at any time.
In the morning, King Hanxue mobilized 200,000 troops from surrounding cities and tribes.
These troops guarded the area around the basin and immediately killed those who found themselves escaping privately.
When King Hanxue and the alchemists arrived at the basin, it was exactly twelve o'clock at noon.
As soon as they appeared, the door of the black room slowly opened, and Zhao Yufan's figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.
The moment he appeared, everyone held their breath and stared at him intently, not daring to say a word.
Everyone wanted to see some clues from his face, but unfortunately he was wearing a mask.
"successful" Zhao Yufan said lightly.
The scene was completely silent.
Everyone seemed to have no reaction.
They stared and carefully recalled the words just now: Success.
After a long time, the entire basin burst into loud cheers.
Some people knelt down and cried, and some people laughed wildly.
They could finally continue to live.
"Long live the sword demon" "Long live the way of swords" "Long live the sword demon" There were thunderous roars, like thunder exploding in the sky, and the sounds rose and fell one after another, continuously.
The shocking voice vented their excitement, gratitude, and joy.
However, some people felt that the voice was very harsh, and some even looked ugly.
Among them, Liu Mu and Ma Hai looked particularly ugly.
They originally thought that Zhao Yufan could not refine the elixir, but in just one day, this guy actually did it, which made them suspicious.
Maybe Zhao Yufan had known the detoxification method for a long time, but he never said it.
His purpose was He wants everyone to admire him and be grateful to him.
Although they couldn't see Zhao Yufan's expression under the mask, Liu Mu and Ma Hai were sure that the face under the mask was smiling, and he was smiling very proudly, which made them even more annoyed.
"Don't be too proud.
You haven't taken out the elixir yet.
Even if you do take out the elixir, the effect of the elixir is still unclear."
Ma Hai's voice was not loud, but many people could hear it clearly.
The noisy basin suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Zhao Yufan expectantly.
Zhao Yufan glanced at Ma Hai disdainfully and patted his chest, "I have already tried the medicine.
I can recover in half a day.
I have been infected with the plague a long time ago, but look at me now."
As he spoke, he stood in place In a circle.
Suddenly, everyone remembered that yesterday Zhao Yufan was seriously ill, but today he seemed to be fine.
He must have really developed the elixir.
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Handing the pill formula to King Hanxue, Zhao Yufan looked at the crowd and shouted loudly: "You are free.
In a few days, everyone can leave here and live a free life."
Under the instructions of King Hanxue, the drug testing work began.
An hour later, the alchemists refined a thousand pills.
These pills were distributed to those who voluntarily took them, and then they waited for the results.
As long as these people recovered successfully, it was proved that the pills were effective
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