After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Outside.

The old man's face was as sinking as water, and he was sitting in the courtyard with a cane.

"Grandpa, please go and rest first. When there is news about Xiaoba, we will tell you immediately!" Jun Yiyi, Jun Fu and others advised from the side.

"Tell me?" the old man raised his voice, "You won't tell me until Xiaoba is dead, right?"

Speaking of this, Aunt Wang, who was standing by, couldn't help but blush again.

"Grandpa, you were exposed so late at night. You are not in good health to begin with..." Before Jun Xiuer could finish her words, she was frightened back by the old man's glare.

Jun Fang has been sitting in the corner without saying a word, her head hanging down, but her ears are paying special attention to the movements in the room.

It's been almost two hours.

There was still no news in the room.

"Miss." Liu Er supported Jun Fang's shoulders, "You are also injured. If you can't bear it, why not go back first -"

Before Liu Er finished speaking, she was stopped by Jun Fang's raised hand.

Liu'er caught Jun Fang's eyes, which shone with unquestionable light, and immediately stopped talking.

Then he sighed secretly.

The young lady was like this before she lost all her spiritual power.

To be honest, although he has a gentle temperament, he overcomes toughness with softness, and together with the eldest young master, he manages the family's affairs in an orderly manner.

But since the spiritual power disappeared, it has become silent.

The power in their hands began to be transferred step by step to the second young lady and the third young lady.

In the past, the second young lady and the third young lady had always been the young lady’s right-hand man.

The two of them learned prospecting step by step by following the young lady.

Liu'er was lamenting in her heart when she suddenly heard movement in the house.

The light swayed through the window, dark shadows flashed in the room, and the door opened with a "bang" from the inside out.

"Come a few people, take out the things inside, and bring in some basins of clean spiritual spring water!"

The woman in white clothes was covered in blood, and her hibiscus-like jade face was covered with glistening sweat under the light. It slid down her forehead to her neck, and was buried in her tight collar. The people outside the room were stunned.

"What are you doing standing still! Hurry up!"

The woman spoke urgently and became lustful.

The faces of the young masters and ladies outside the house mostly showed displeasure at being ordered for no reason. Only the old man took a look at the blood on Tang Ling's body and the woman's black hair that was wet with sweat, and then said in a deep voice: "Why don't you listen to the alchemist! "

Aunt Wang cried and asked the maids and servants to quickly obey Tang Ling's instructions. The other aunts stood by with different expressions to help look after Aunt Wang.

"Liu'er, you go and help too." Jun Fang said to Liu'er.

Liu Er originally wanted to stay here to take care of Jun Fang, but seeing the unquestionable expression on her face, she had no choice but to rush in.

The waiting alchemist also had different expressions, but when he saw Tang Ling's hand showing when he was taking the poison, he didn't say much at the moment. He just kept his mouth shut and stared at the door, not knowing what he was thinking.

Everyone watched as the well-trained maids and servants walked back and forth in an orderly manner, taking out basins of blood and replacing them with clear spiritual spring water.

After waiting for a long time with my heart in my hands, I suddenly heard a shrill cry of pain coming from the house.

Aunt Wang rushed out of the room and shouted "My son!" She was grabbed by the other aunts she was friends with.

The expressions of the alchemists changed, and they all looked at each other, and saw the shock in each other's eyes, "There is... there is movement!"

"What do you mean?" Jun Fu came over and asked, "Is this okay?"

"You're shouting!" said an alchemist, "The Eighth Young Master just made it clear..."

Just now, all of them saw that the young master's breath was almost gone, but now he could shout so loudly.

It didn't sound like the voice of a sick person at all.

what on earth is it?

Is it really better?
The faces of everyone who heard the answers from the alchemists softened slightly.

"It seems that this little alchemist is really capable." Jun Lei, the sixteen-year-old seventh young master, murmured. "I hope so." Jun Fu still didn't dare to rest assured. Xiaoba's life or death was uncertain, so how could she rest assured?
This is also the mood of everyone at this time.

The moon rises in the east, passes overhead, and sets in the west.

Everyone outside the door had been waiting all night, and they were already yawning and showing signs of fatigue.

But if the old man didn't take action, no one dared to go back to the house to rest alone.

Finally, as the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on everyone's faces, the door that had been closed for some time creaked open.

A hand reached out from inside.

A slender pale hand.

Tang Ling held the door and walked out. As soon as he went out, he was dazzled by the dazzling sunlight outside.

But the sunlight was instantly blocked by the swarming men, women, and children.

"Little alchemist, how are you? Xiaoba..." Aunt Wang's eyes were as swollen as walnuts. Seeing that Tang Ling didn't look good, she didn't dare to ask what was on her mind.

"Miss Tang, how is my brother?" Jun Fu asked hurriedly.

"It's okay." Tang Ling said with a pale face, "The toxin has been eliminated."

The old man's hand that had been holding the crutch suddenly loosened his grip.

Aunt Wang was so excited that she started crying again.

Jun Fu and others even cried with joy, "Now...can we go in and have a look?"

Tang Ling no longer had the energy to speak, so he nodded, and after thinking about it, he said, "The patient has just recovered and needs to rest. Don't make too much noise when you go in."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and when they saw Tang Ling get out of the way, they couldn't wait to rush in.

Those alchemists are no exception.

Tang Ling stood outside for a while and heard suppressed sobs coming from inside, but they were all filled with a touch of joy, and he suddenly felt that his work this night was not in vain.

Just when I was thinking this, I didn't pay attention to my steps, stepped on the air, and was about to hug dear Mother Earth.

Suddenly a slender and strong hand grasped his arm.

"Senior brother." Tang Ling raised his head, saw the person clearly, and said gratefully, "Thank you very much."

"You should take a rest immediately." Song Nan frowned deeply, "Without Bigu, I spent so much energy and energy in one night, and my iron body can't bear it."

Tang Ling did feel a little tired and wanted to find a place where no one was around to sleep in the dark.

But before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by several alchemists rushing out of the room.

"Amazing skills! Amazing skills!"

"Little friend! How did you do it, little friend?"

"Hey, I don't know the truth. I didn't expect my little friend to be such a talented young man at such a young age!"

Several alchemists called each other "little friend", which made Tang Ling feel dizzy.

At this time, Jun Fang and others also stepped out and looked at Tang Ling with eyes filled with gratitude, "Miss Tang, thank you so much for today."

"It's okay." Tang Ling smiled, "It's easy."

The people who walked out of the room immediately surrounded Tang Ling, and Tang Ling felt even more dizzy.

But at this moment, a clear voice suddenly interrupted everyone's conversation.

"She needs to rest immediately." Song Nan stood in front of Tang Ling and said without allowing anyone to refuse, "If you have any questions, please come back tomorrow - Miss Jun, I wonder if I can borrow a guest room in your mansion. Tang Ling stayed up all night, and her body It should be very uncomfortable now.”

This was said to Jun Fu, who seemed to be in charge.

Hearing this, Jun Fu immediately ordered someone to clean up a clean and bright guest room for Tang Ling and his wife.

At the same time, I had a slightly different view of Song Nan in my heart.

He was so considerate and able to help Miss Tang while she was being treated.

It seems that she is not a simple male favorite.