Tang Feng at this moment was convulsing all over, his eyes turning white, and his speech slurred, clearly showing signs of a brain thrombosis attack.
At this moment, he convulsed all over, mumbling: "Medicine, medicine~"
"What?"
Ming Yuzhen pretended not to hear clearly and asked, meanwhile, the Tang Sect Disciple wanted to remind him but was held back by another disciple next to him.
Ming Yuzhen glanced at the reckless Tang Sect Disciple, having already sentenced him to death in his mind. Twice he tried to ruin the great deed, deserving death!
"Medicine, medicine…"
Tang Feng desperately shouted, even Master Kong Wen next to him couldn't stand watching anymore and reminded, "He seems to be asking for an antidote!"
Ming Yuzhen then suddenly appeared to realize, "Oh, oh… antidote, is it?"
Hmm hmm!
Tang Feng desperately nodded, trying to confirm, but as Ming Yuzhen took his Jade Bottle, his face suddenly turned sour, "Oops, none left!"
