Her eyes were red, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, obviously she had just cried.

"I'm quite accomplished in medical skills, but when it comes to these sorcerers, I'm helpless." Liu Gongquan shook his head.

There are specializations in the arts, and medical skills and black magic are completely different approaches.

"What should I do? My grandfather is getting thinner day by day. If he continues like this, his life will be in danger." Wang Zixuan choked.

"I know a person who has done some research in this area, maybe he can help." Liu Gongquan said suddenly.

"Oh? Who is it?" Wang An immediately became energetic.

"yes......"

"Of course it is me!"

Before Liu Gongquan could speak, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone followed the sound and saw the handsome Song Yingming walking over with an old man in black with his head held high.

"I've met Uncle An, I've met Aunt Yun..."

Song Yingming stepped forward and bowed to the elders of the royal family one by one, looking very polite.

"Song Yingming! What are you doing here? You are not welcome in our Wang family!"

Wang Zixuan's pretty face was grim, very unhappy.

"I heard that the old man was suffering from a strange disease, so I specially found an expert to come here to treat the old man." Song Yingming looked neither humble nor overbearing.

"Hmph! Who wants your help? You're being sentimental!" Wang Zixuan tilted her head deliberately.

"Zixuan, don't be rude."

Wang An scolded, then turned to Song Yingming and said happily: "Yingming has a good intention, but the old man's disease cannot be cured by doctors."

"Uncle An, the person I invited is not a doctor, but a strange person."

Song Yingming smiled, and stretched out his hand to the black-clothed old man next to him: "Let me introduce you, this one is the well-known Master Jiang in the world, who is proficient in all kinds of thaumaturgy and profound arts, and can easily solve any difficult and miscellaneous diseases." .�

"Oh? Are you serious?" Wang An was refreshed.

"If Uncle An doesn't believe it, let Master Jiang show it to you first." Song Yingming winked.

The old man in black quickly understood, and immediately took out a Thousand Paper Crane from his pocket, and displayed it in front of everyone.

Then, the old man in black recited a spell silently and pointed at the paper crane: "Get up!"

As soon as the word exit, a magical scene happened.

The Thousand Paper Cranes in the hands of the old man in black seemed to come to life, flapping its wings and flying directly into the air.

Then like a spiritual bird, it circled and danced around the heads of everyone, turning three times leisurely.

Finally, it flapped its wings and landed firmly on the palm of the old man in black.

This move left everyone stunned.

"Oh my god! Isn't it amazing? Can you actually make paper cranes fly?" JrNovels.com