Soon.
The charred blackness on the Spiritual Monkey's body swiftly faded, gradually turning white.
Its fur became as white as cotton!
"Turns out it's still a White Monkey, not bad, not bad."
Qin Feng said in appreciation.
At this time, Ai Yeqing also opened her eyes wide in astonishment.
Since the Temple God fell ill some time ago, its white fur had slowly turned to a dark color, and now it had become snow white again.
"That's great, the Temple God has recovered! Then, can you use this method to cure other people's illnesses as well?"
Ai Yeqing asked eagerly.
"No, humans and monkeys are different, we need to use medicine."
Qin Feng said.
In fact, this poison could be cured with his blood.
But he felt those people were not worthy.
And it wasn't convenient to publicize the secret of his blood.
"Good thing that tomorrow when I go to the Hundred Herbs Hall, I can look for some medicine to buy." Ai Yeqing felt relieved in her heart.
