The young girl's face was somewhat pale.
But her color was constantly gathering.
Even the corners of her mouth showed a faint smile.
Yan Ruoxin opened her eyes, looking at Ye Chen under the black robe with determined eyes, her clear voice rang out: "Thank you, divine doctor, for saving my life. I have nothing with which to repay you."
Ye Chen snapped out of the story of the Ancient Medical God, shook his head, raised his hand, and looking at the Falling Sky Poison Flame in his palm, replied: "This is a trade, we owe each other nothing."
Having said that, he took the Falling Sky Poison Flame into his hand and entered the Samsara Graveyard.
Although this flame could not compare with the Ancient Immemorial Evil Flame, it was on par with the Green Lotus Demon Fire.
It was considered an unexpected gain.
Now that he has acquired the Flame Tablet, what he needs most is a powerful flame.
