As soon as he finished speaking, before Fu Chen could react, Hei Tianzhao carried the two of them and stepped into Yun Xiaoxian's ninth level maze.

Although Zhao Yue was already mentally prepared, when he saw him this time, he still felt that Yun Xiaoxian was really a model for the world to not do his job properly.

The mouse clip that was overwhelmed a hundred years ago was flooded a few months ago. Now, the mouse clips that were overwhelmed in front of me are densely packed, spreading to the sky along the towering cliffs on both sides.

"Guigui..." She couldn't help but sigh, "If you say that this Medicine King Valley doesn't make trouble, who would believe it!"

This was the first time Fu Chen saw such a scene, and he was so open.

"I tell you, Yun Xiaoxian might have all the mouse clips, mouse posts, and perhaps mouse cages in the world. You said that this feather tribe is not an owl tribe, why did he do so many mouse catches?" Zhao Yue frowned, looking at the way he had no idea, and complained endlessly.

"Tell me, he's just like this. You said I won't break through his valley at once, how can I get over?" Zhao Yue sighed while crooked her mouth.

Then, he raised the jade flute and pointed toward the direction of the Medicine King Valley after the barrier. A huge magic array was spread out of thin air with the jade flute as the center. In just a blink of an eye, a faint blue light was raised. The magic array suddenly changed into a circle with a radius of four or five meters long. Then, he rushed towards the other end of the barrier and the other side of the cliff.

The loud noise could be heard throughout the Medicine King Valley.

Yun Xiaoxian had just welcomed the blood from the heavenly clan. Before he could settle the person, he heard a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth. The barrier of the Medicine King Valley trembled three times in an instant, making a sound like a burst of laughter.

He looked around in extreme horror: "Earthquake?"

Chongwen shook his head and looked at him with a look of indifference: "Master, this voice is very familiar, I'm afraid it's Yue Zun again..."

With a bang, a wave of air swayed behind Yun Xiaoxian, accompanied by dust soaring into the sky, and for a moment, he couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly.

He was so shattered by the dust in the sky that he coughed, and even the people of the Tian Clan were fascinated by the dust and complained.

When the smoke and dust that was stirred up by the dark skylight fell to the ground, Zhao Yue jumped off the black fox, and the jade flute in her hand was still emitting a slight blue light. She turned around for several times before she stopped steadily.

"The ninth level of the mystery of Medicine God is really more and more surprising every time."

This familiar voice instantly changed Yun Xiaoxian's expression. He frowned and looked at Zhaoyue who was smiling: "Yue Zun, it's not me that my wealth in practicing medicine and selling medicine will sooner or later make you lose all your money."

Zhaoyue was angry and tilted her mouth: "Do you have the money to buy mouse clips and mouse posts? Are you worried about this loss?"

After saying that, he smiled and walked two steps forward: "I'll go and see the Fox Emperor first."

Yun Xiaoxian turned around, looked at a big hole with a diameter of five or six meters on the mountain wall, and sighed sadly.

He saw Fu Chen standing beside him and laughed dryly: "I stopped her, but I didn't have time." Before he finished speaking, he giggled first, "The God of Medicine is really worthy of being the number one in the world."

Then, while laughing, he gave Yun Xiaoxian a thumbs up.

He looked at the backs of the two of them leaving one after another, and was reluctant to leave. Before he could sigh, he heard Chongwen beside him laughing out loud.

Yun Xiaoxian looked at Chongwen almost with a beard and stared at him until he held his smile back into his stomach.

Walking along the towering cloud steps to the top, Yun Xiaoxian's circular cliff square suddenly appeared in front of him. Zhao Yue looked around and saw Ye Ming standing outside the house, saying something with the Fox Emperor's sister Meisheng, while smiling and using a small spell.

In front of me, there was a blue illusion butterfly, gently flapping her wings and slowly flying towards the sky.

Meisheng, who was standing aside, was almost stunned, chasing the butterflies, and did not notice the figures of Zhaoyue and Fuchen at all.

Zhao Yue approached Ye Ming and said with a smile: "You are a good guy!"

Ye Ming smiled faintly, glanced at Fu Chen beside her, and nodded slightly to indicate.

Then Fu Chen bowed and called out: "Senior Brother."

Only then did this sound pull back the charming thoughts and his eyes fell on Fu Chen.

To be honest, Meisheng hasn't seen his miserable nephew for decades. When he saw him again, he squatted down happily, hugged him tightly and refused to let go: "It's so old! Aunt misses you!"

Fu Chen smiled, looked at Xuan Meisheng in front of him, and called out: "Aunt Meisheng."

Only Zhao Yue, her eyes were still on Ye Ming, raised her hand and hit his elbow, and said with a smile: "This butterfly is good."

"It's a last resort." Ye Ming glanced at the charming, "Otherwise, he would have to kill the Ninth Heaven every day. It would be better if she was willing to go by herself, so she would have to take me with her."

Hearing Ye Ming burying himself like this, Meisheng stood up and looked at Zhaoyue with some grievance: "Immortal Lord, you still don't know how much I am about. I'm afraid I'll die in a foreign land before I reach the Ninth Heaven. If I don't hold the Lord Ye Pavilion to take the custody, I'm afraid I won't see the Heavenly Lord."

Zhao Yue chuckled, raised her hand and patted Ye Ming's arm, and gave her a thumbs up with certainty: "Well, it makes sense."

After saying that, she walked into the house with a smile, looked at the Fox Emperor lying there, and walked straight to the bed and sat down.

But before he could speak, he saw Yun Xiaoxian outside the house leading a small group of pharmacists from the Heavenly Clan Divine Doctor Pavilion into the house. The person walking in front of him was holding a small red box and respectfully held it in front of Zhaoyue.

"The blood on the forehead that the Immortal Lord wants, Xiaoxian has brought it to you." He raised his hand and opened the lid of the box, revealing the blood beads lying in the center of the box, like a ruby.

Zhao Yue looked at the blood on her forehead, nodded, got up and took off the cloak on her body, and handed it to Meisheng who was standing aside.

Then he rolled up his sleeves and said softly: "Ye Ming, take a fight."

He naturally knew what Zhaoyue was thinking and paved the way for her in advance. Ye Ming turned around and waved his hand slightly to everyone standing in the house: "Stand backwards to avoid being hurt."

Afterwards, he rolled up his sleeves and pushed Meisheng and Fuchen backwards: "You two are also backwards, if you are too close, you will be hurt."

Zhao Yue looked at the drop of blood on the forehead, but her cultivation of only 20,000 years was enough.

It is enough to repair the broken body of the Fox Emperor who was backfired by the Destiny Sacrifice. If the Fox Emperor also tried his best, it would probably be better than before the Destiny Sacrifice.
Chapter completed!