Just as the knife was about to plunge into Nalan Xi's throat, the potion elf suddenly withdrew.

He carefully put away the knife and put his hand into his arms again, but this time he took out a bottle of elixir.

Opening the bottle of elixir, the potion elf dripped the green liquid inside onto the gauze of Nalan Creek's wound.

The green liquid instantly melts into the gauze and disappears.

After a few drops of green liquid dropped from each wound, the Potions Elf put away the bottle again and hid it close to her.

"You're such a lucky man!"

The Potions Elf sighed softly, but Nalan Creek just closed her eyes tightly.

However, if the Potions Elf pays a little attention at this moment, he will find that Nalan Xi's fingers have just moved.

After a while, Yun Yan and Luo Yang both came back, and both of them were different from each other, but when they saw that Nalan Xi was fine, they instantly relaxed their hearts.

"The antidote is for you!"

Luo Yang said, the potion elf did not refuse, and took it and threw it into his mouth.

Seeing Luo Yang and the Potions Elf's movements, Yun Yan immediately understood what had just happened, but the eyes that looked at the Potions Elf had a complicated expression.

"Get out of here first!"

Yun Yan said, casually throwing a pistol to the Potions Elf, and holding one in his own hand.

Together with Luo Yang, holding Nalan River, several people walked quickly again, heading towards the temporary residence that the potion elf said.

After a short time of marching, the group came to a large dead tree.

The Potions Elf had great experience breaking off the jumble of stones piled up south of the dead tree, and then removed a piece of the dead tree's bark, revealing the entrance to a cave in front of it.

"You go in first, and I'll restore this place to its original appearance."

The Potion Spirit Dao, but was rejected by Yun Yan.

"You go in, I'll restore it!"

Hearing Yun Yan's words, the Potions Elf did not refuse.

At this moment, the two of them are on guard against themselves, which is indeed understandable.

"Okay, then you be careful, if someone finds out, it will really be a turtle in an urn."

The Potions Elf said, and he was not ambiguous, and he was the first to get in.

Luo Yang then went in, and when he saw that there was no danger, he took Nalan River in with the help of Yun Yan.

Yun Yan was the last to go in, looked around, and found that the surroundings were a little strange and quiet at the moment.

Erasing the traces of herself and others just now, Yun Yan entered the cave and then restored the entrance of the cave.

Entering the cave, he saw that Luo Yang had placed Nalan Xi on the only bed in the cave.

The cave is not big, and there is still a strong smell of the life of the potion elves in it, and it seems that it is really just a misunderstanding that he and the others met the potion elves in front of them today.

"Now you can ask the questions you want!"

The Potion Elf Dao had already removed all the leaves that originally covered the night pearl in the cave, and although the surroundings were still not bright enough, they were not as dark as when they first entered the cave.

Sitting at the small wooden table, the potion elf even poured tea for Yun Yan and Luo Yang, but Luo Yang had no intention of drinking water at all, but guarded Nalan Creek inch by inch.

"Who the hell are you?"

Yun Yan generously sat opposite the potion elf, but she didn't bring up the tea to drink.

Hearing Yun Yan's question, the Potions Elf was surprised, because Yun Yan's first question was not to ask where those guns and ammunition came from.

Shaking his head and smiling self-deprecatingly, the potion elf took a sip of the tea in front of him, and then said slowly.

"I'm the young master of the Potions Elf!"

The tone revealed incomparably sad, but it was helpless like resignation.

"Young master? You made those Medicine King puppets? ”

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