Chapter 450 (1/2)

Meng Xuan calmly and calmly got up and said to Ji Changkong and sometimes Qiong, ”put out your hand.”

Ji Changkong is stunned. He doesn't understand what Meng Xuan means, so he has to stare at Meng Xuan. Meng Xuan some helpless said: ”this disease I can solve.”

His words are not big, but they are clearly introduced into everyone's ears. All people's eyes looked at Meng Xuan at the same time. The look in those eyes was questioning, disbelief and sarcasm.

Yu Nian was in a bad mood and said: ”Prince Hongwu, your cultivation is powerful, but do you really regard yourself as a character? This is the poison released by the king of disease. Even King Dan can't untie it. Why do you think you can

King Dan sneered: ”if you can really understand, the old uncle of Hongwu Dynasty in those years will not be killed by the last generation of Hongwu Emperor himself in the star domain.”

Shan Yu moye's eyes were cold and he looked at Meng Xuan from afar: ”the guy who speaks big.”

Meng Xuan glanced at the crowd with a smile, but he didn't speak. He pulled Ji Changkong over, and his palm glowed. In the palm of his hand, there is an ancient mirror, only the size of his palm. A golden beam of light shines on Ji Changkong.

Suddenly, Ji Changkong body drama shock, the old face in this moment suddenly changed young. The pustule on the hand is also disappearing quickly, the spirit of heaven is covered, and the black fog is rolling. It was the disease that was forced out and dissipated in the void.

A moment later, Ji Changkong was bathed in the golden light, feeling comfortable and warm. His eyes were full of excitement. He could easily see that the disease he was infected with was rapidly disappearing. In just a moment, he was as good as ever, his whole body was full of energy and energy, and the violent fluctuation of life came out again.

”How could it be?” Ji Changkong is hard to calm down, and her breathing is all rapid.

”Little monk, come here.” Meng Xuan said to the poor.

Sometimes the poor came close to Meng Xuan. He once again sacrificed the mirror of Shennong in his hand. The divine light went straight to the stars and lit up the place. Sometimes poor Buddha light rolling, eyes full of excited color: ”really can cure, really can.”

A silent, all people are looking at Meng Xuan, the emotion in the eyes is very complex. Shock, excitement, hope, everything.

Dan Wang's mind was thundering, and there was only one thought in his heart - it was impossible!

The legend of Abaddon, the king of disease, has existed since ancient times. The disease released by ancient gods is almost unexplained. But now, it was solved easily by Prince Hongwu. How could it be?

”How?” Shan Yu moye murmured to himself, and an idea of extreme regret rose in his heart. He has targeted Prince Hongwu many times. Now it is impossible for Prince Hongwu to solve the epidemic for them!

I read, ten arms South Huang stiff, North Ming blood nine baby and others are also shocked in the same place, Leng Leng speechless.

Looking at Meng Xuan, Zhu Changsheng firmly believes that this man is not Prince Hongwu, but another stranger!

Tian Cangzi took a deep breath, and his eyes were full of hope. He said to Meng Xuan, ”Your Highness, can you help Tian solve this problem? I'm very grateful. This is also a matter of merit. If we return to the world, the epidemic will spread on a large scale, and it will be a catastrophe in the world. If his royal highness can solve this problem, it will be regarded as a great contribution to the human race. In the future, it will be praised by people, and will remain in the history forever. ”