Zhaohua and Ji Shaoqi followed the instructions in the venue to a lobby on the third floor. The Parthenon maid invited by Zhao came in the name of teaching, so at first he gave a speech in a speech hall on the third floor, and then he made an appointment in advance for personal meeting time.

This meeting alone is five minutes each person, and the reservation price has been hyped up to 500,000, and the higher the one, the more expensive it is. The old hunter is ranked behind the middle and back. According to the five minutes, it should be similar.

The old hunter saw Ji Shaoji and Shaohua waved and shouted: "Brother Zhaohua, sister Ji Shaoji, here, here."

The old hunter pushed a wheelchair and sat a girl in the wheelchair. The girl was skinny and had severe malnutrition in her skin. Her eyes turned white and her hands were lying weakly. She could vaguely see some saliva flowing out from the corners of her mouth.

When the old hunter saw his sister's current appearance, he sighed sadly and said, "Oh, she went to the wild to deliver supplies to me, but for some reason, she became like this one night after she returned."

Zhao Hua looked carefully for a few seconds and said that this should be because of a brain damage and he could not control his body, but his body functions were still there and he maintained his life by infusion.

Zhaohua and Ji Shaoqiu didn't understand medical skills, and they didn't know what happened. Ji Shaoqiu was about to hand over the ice-shelled scorpion spirit in the undead space to the old hunter. A man like a waiter stood at the door and shouted: "No. 38."

Zhaohua was stunned. Why did this look like a doctor calling a number?

No. 38 happened to be the old hunter's account. Ji Shaoji and Zhaohua simply followed in with him and gave the female servant in the Parthenon in person. The other party should be more happy to use the spirits preserved in the undead space.

The reception room was large, and a middle-aged woman in a white robe sat in the middle with the logo of the Parthenon engraved on it.

The waitress at the Parthenon looked a little unhappy when she saw the old hunter pushing a seriously ill patient in.

The old hunter understood and said to Ji Shao's heart: "Sister Ji Shao's heart, take out the spirit."

Ji Shao nodded, but he didn't need to use magic to get the spirit from the undead space. A splash of blue appeared in Ji Shao's hands.

"Huh? The undead mage?!" said the curly-haired man sitting next to the reception room in foreign language.

Zhaohua and Ji Shaoqiu are both academic masters, so they naturally understand what he said. When Zhaohua came in, he saw him. He originally thought he was a bodyguard or something, but the one who dared to interrupt like this would definitely not be a bodyguard.

The curly-haired man stood up, first glanced at Ji Shaoji, then looked at Jingpo and said, "Very good Jingpo, Yalik, you can listen to their request."

Zhaohua and Ji Shao were a little surprised. This man was even higher in status than the female servant in the Parthenon, which was clearly directing her to do things.

The waitress named Yalik was not displeased at all. She nodded and said to the old hunter in Chinese: "What help do you need? The great god of the Parthenon will pity the world and help the world."

Zhaohua was disgusted, and he was so kind that he would pity the world and would not show up if he didn’t give incense money?

The old hunter pushed his sister to the waitress and said, "Great Patenon, please save my sister."

Yalik nodded, and then began to use healing magic, which released very quickly and could not reach the speed at the initial stage.

The spirit on Ji Shaoyu's hand has been collected. The curly-haired man has a vessel for the undead. Zhaohua probably is not the servant girl from the Parthenon, but the curly-haired man.

Since they had given their spirits, Ji Shaoji and Zhaohua had no reason to stay here. They were not interested in healing. They turned around and were about to leave.

Snake, Ji Shao turned around and was about to leave. The curly-haired man grabbed Ji Shao's hand and said, "Hello, my name is Yaxi, I don't know what the lady is called."

Ji Shaoqi did not react for a moment and forgot to break free from Yaxi's hand, but Zhao Hua would not be unable to react. Zhao Hua slapped Yaxi's hand and pulled Ji Shaoqi behind him.

"What does her name have to do with you?" Zhaohua said desertedly.

Yaxi shook the hand that was beaten on the back of the red hand and said angrily: "That's why I hate coming to this backward country. People are like wild beasts and unreasonable. I just asked the lady's name."

Zhaohua was amused instead and said with a smile: "Do you have a brain disease? If you feel backward, don't come. I'm afraid that fools will be contagious."

Yaxi stared at her eyes, showing a dangerous look, but Zhaohua was still the same as she smiled. The atmosphere between the two sides was tense, as if a fight was about to break out.

But before the two of them had started fighting, the voice of the Parthenon waitress who was using healing magic came: "I'm sorry, there's nothing we can do."

Zhaohua and Ji Shaoqi turned their heads when they heard the result. The curly-haired man Yaxi did not take action, and also looked over.

"Sister! You... are you okay!! Don't scare me." The old hunter burst into tears.

Because the woman in a wheelchair began to twitch, foamed at her mouth, and her eyes turned white.

Zhaohua and Ji Shao rushed over and helped hold on.

The waitress did not help, but instead said, "She was not injured or spiritually pioneering. She was parasitized by demons. There was a parasite in her brain that controlled its body and absorbed nutrients. When the parasite absorbed enough nutrients, it would break out of its brain. My healing magic just now could make it uneasy, which would lead to this."

Parasitic demon!? This is a very rare demon.

After a while, the old hunter's sister twitched slowly and finally returned to her original vegetative state.

"Master Maid, Maid, please save my sister. You must have a way. I can find the spirit to you again. Please save her." The old hunter knelt in front of Yalik and begged.

Seeing that the convulsion stopped, the waitress ignored the old hunter. Instead, she pointed to the waitress next to her and asked her to call No. 39, and then said: "Although I can kill the parasite, the parasite may backfire before death, causing her brain to be damaged. You should find another good doctor."

The waitress showed a disdainful smile and mocked: "But with your backward level of healing medicine, let's forget it. Come to our Parthenon and pray honestly. Maybe you can have the opportunity to meet the adults in the position of wise men, and they may be able to save your sister."

She naturally heard the conversation between Yaxi and Zhaohua just now that a dilapidated country that was thousands of years behind the West could have any way to save people. It is difficult to save themselves and still want to save people, but they dream.

Seeing this, the old hunter had to push his sister out of the room. Zhaohua and Ji Shaoqiu did not have a conflict and left the living room.

After Zhaohua and Ji Shao left, Yaxi sat on the sofa, her eyes showed madness, and she whispered to herself: "Go and catch that woman, kill the man."

A black head suddenly emerged from the shadow of the coffee table and said, "Sir Yaxi, this place is the demon capital after all, and this country is the five permanent members of the Magic United Nations. Even if your father is..."

The black shadow didn't continue, because he had seen Siya staring at him, and his eyes revealed the silence.
Chapter completed!