Next, Qin fan mingled with the eight experts and smoothly entered the residence of the living dead - several humble wooden houses.

    I thought the injury of the son of the devil was serious enough, but when I went up the mountain, there were patients who lacked arms and legs every three or five times, and even dead people who had no breath and were placed on the ice coffin up the mountain, which directly refreshed Qin fan''s understanding.

    He had no hope for the so-called miracle doctor, but now, if the miracle doctor can really come back from the dead, he knows that magic grass is nothing new to him.

    It has to be said that there are people with privileges in both the demon world and the Xuanyuan continent. At this moment, the son of the Demon Lord has privileges. He completely takes the green channel and successfully meets the miracle doctor and the living dead.

    Just the moment he saw the living dead, Qin fan had a creepy feeling.

    He was as thin as firewood and weak as wind. It was not too much to describe him even with a walking skeleton.

    But what shocked Qin fan more was what he was doing at the moment. Two headless bodies were placed in front of him, and all kinds of knives were placed on the record. There was a pungent smell of blood everywhere.

    Suddenly he looked like a murderous butcher, but when he looked at it again and again, Qin fan was directly shocked, because he was impressively changing people''s heads.

    This scene not only surprised Qin fan, but also scared the experts under the eight evil masters to speak. They stood quietly beside him, and the atmosphere dared not breathe.

    After half a column of incense, the living dead completed the bloody head change in front of Qin fan and others. Then they wiped the bloody hand and looked at the son of the devil.

    "What''s the matter?" asked the living dead deadpan.

    "Senior doctor, this is yuan Jue, the son of the devil yuan Mie. He was ambushed and cut off by his waist. Please be sure to save him!" the first one said respectfully and devoutly.

    "Carry him up!" the living dead man was careless and did not treat him specially because he was the son of the devil.

    He can even change his head and come back from the dead. Just being cut off is not a big problem for him.

    After half a column of incense, the living dead caught him, sewed yuan Jue''s wound, and told him to pay attention to rest.

    Finally, it was Qin fan''s turn. At the moment when his eyes were opposite, Qin fan noticed that the pupils of the living dead were black.

    In other words, he is not a person in the demon world at all, but a human being.

    It is hard to believe that he, a human, saved lives and healed the wounded in the demon world, was respected and was not attacked.

    "Are you human?" he frowned and Qin fan opened the door to the mountain road.

    "Come on, what''s wrong with you? Also, do you know the rules for seeing me?" he looked up at Qin fan and asked the living dead carelessly.

    "What rules?" Qin Fan said in amazement.

    "Save one person, kill one person, one life is worth one life." wiping the bloody knife, the living dead man said.

    "The doctor is kind-hearted. I didn''t expect you to kill while saving others. Unfortunately, you can save others, but you can''t save yourself." Qin fan mocked at the living dead with a sneer.

    "Boy, what do you mean?" his face changed slightly, and the living dead man said angrily. Qin fan''s arrogance made him very unhappy.

    "If I guess correctly, you only have a life of less than three months!" Qin Fan said word by word, looking at the eyes of the living dead.

    Staring at Qin fan, for a moment, the living dead couldn''t say a word.

    A moment later, the living dead sighed, sat listlessly on the ground, looked at Qin fan and said: "You''re right. I can save the dead, but I can''t save myself. The magic gas in the demon world is too vicious. It''s like a chronic poison, destroying my body step by step. Over the past hundred years, I''ve tried all the methods I can try, but I can''t expel the magic gas that invades my body."

    "I can save you!" Qin fan wrote lightly, smiling at the living dead.

    "What?"

    When Qin Fan said he could save himself, the desperate living dead jumped up from the ground, looked at him with a moving face, but couldn''t say a word.

    "Boy, do you know what you''re talking about? Are you sure you''re not kidding?"

    The living dead who had long felt desperate seemed to grasp the straw and refused to let go. Whether Qin Fan said it was true or false, he would work hard for it if there was a glimmer of hope.

    "Life renewal pill. Your medical skill is divine. You should know what I mean by life renewal pill."

    If I had a dream just now, the living dead man was in high spirits when I heard the three words "Xuming Dan".

    At present, life renewal pill is the only pill that can keep him alive.

    He even gathered together the natural materials and earth treasures for refining the life extension pill. However, no one has been able to refine the life extension pill.

    But now that Qin fan mentioned the life renewal Pill on his own initiative, maybe he can refine it.

    Immediately, the living dead changed their previous attitude of dying and not living, and said, "boy, can you refine the life renewal pill?"

    "Don''t do porcelain work without diamond."

    After Qin fan''s personal recognition, the living dead man was so excited that tears filled his eyes, and his thin and bony body kept shaking.

    After a hundred years, he thought he had come to the end of his life. No wonder he was so excited.

    "I''ve been in the demon world for a hundred years. I''ve found all the people I can find. I didn''t hear about anyone who can refine the life renewal pill. Unexpectedly, you came to the door yourself. But boy, you haven''t told me what disease you have and how I can save you?" looking at Qin fan''s eyes, the living dead were excited.

    "My father was framed to take the soul killing pill. Can you cure him?" Qin Fan said bluntly.

    "Soul killing pill? It''s an antidote. Within three months, your father will die!"

    Without thinking about it, the living dead blurted out.

    But then he noticed that Qin fan''s face was wrong. He thought about it and continued: "in fact, there is no way to save it at all, but compared with ordinary diseases, the soul killing pill hurts three souls and seven souls, and the drugs to save are distributed in two circles. It is difficult to find them in three months. It is almost impossible!"

    "I came to you this time to inquire about the whereabouts of the demon spirit grass." Qin fan blurted out.

    "So, do you know the way to save?" he looked at Qin fan in amazement and said to the living dead.

    "Demon spirit grass, blood Bodhi and soul fruit, am I right?"

    "Tut Tut, it''s really not easy. No wonder you can refine the longevity pill. But you really asked the right person. I really know where the magic grass is." looking at Qin fan''s eyes, the living dead man said proudly.

    "In that case, why don''t we make a deal and I''ll refine the life renewal pill for you. You can find the magic grass for me."

    I thought the living dead would agree. After all, it was related to his life, but what Qin fan didn''t expect was that he shook his head.

    "If you want me to save someone for you, I''d be happy to do so, but let me get you magic grass. I can''t help it. We can''t get that thing we want." sighed, and the living dead was extremely helpless.