Chapter 115: Pulse Knowledge

Song Mu nodded: "I know!" ā€

He is not a fool, since he sees the importance of this person to Shuang'er, he doesn't dare to kill people, if he accidentally kills him, it is estimated that his life will be gone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Besides, Song Mu is also sure that he can control it well, compared to the people who were deceived by him since he was a child, there are more than a hundred and ten people who smoke, at least there are more than a hundred and ten, and none of them have ever died, at most, they were excited at the time, and they were a little tired after that, as long as they breathe well for a few days, they can recover.

Shuang'er looked at it and said, "When it's almost time, tell me about it!" ā€

"It's almost there now!" Song Mu turned his head and said, "Do you want to stop?!" ā€

Shuang'er smiled slightly: "No! Slow down, I'll wake him up! ā€

"This ......"

Before Song Mu could say anything, Shuang'er immediately woke up Fang Si when she saw it.

Fang Si slowly came back to his senses, felt a little uncomfortable, looked down, and found that his aura was draining along his arm, down his wrist, to the body of the person opposite.

He screamed, pulled his hand inside, looked at the few black spots left on his wrist, felt it in horror, and found that his aura had been lost by nearly half, and he asked tremblingly: "You, what did you do to me?!" ā€

Song Mu looked at Shuang'er, then turned his head to look at the person who had just been sucked by his aura, and made an expression that didn't matter to me.

Shuang'er took two steps forward, stared at Fang Si and said, "I said it, but you didn't cooperate, so I had to make you suffer a little!" ā€

"You ......"

"I can tell you very clearly, if you don't say it, I will let this little brother suck you dry, at that time, even if you are blessed with a great life and do not die, you will be a useless waste, crazy, and annoying!"

Shuang'er spoke very indifferently, but in Fang Si's ears, his words were almost the most frightening voice in the world, and Shuang'er's beautiful face, in his opinion, had also become a demon that people were afraid of in their dreams.

He froze in his chair, looked at his wrist, as if he had been frightened, and did not speak for a long time.

After a while, Shuang'er patted Fang Si's shoulder and asked, "What's the matter, have you figured it out!" ā€

"No, don't touch my !!" Fang Si yelled, fell off his chair, and then crawled to the corner of the wall in a panic, hiding there, and watching Frost warily.

Song Mu said: "No, this, isn't it, the excitement is a bit big, it won't be stupid!?" ā€

"Probably not, he just can't accept this fact for a while, and everyone generally believes that there is no way to absorb other people's aura, so when I see it, it is inevitable that I can't accept it, besides, a casual cultivation, this body cultivation is not easy to come by......"

As he was talking, the fox Qiqi at the door came over and shouted, "Sister Shuang'er, come and take a look, Uncle Zhu just vomited a big pool of blood!" ā€

After hearing this, Shuang'er immediately said to Song Mu: "I'll keep this person with you first, you take good care of it for a few days, and don't let him die, otherwise you will have to die too!" ā€

After speaking, she rushed out of the house in three or two steps, pulled the figure of fox Qiqi in a flash, and disappeared.

Song Mu, who stayed behind and didn't have time to react, smiled bitterly on the side: "What the is this, if he has to die, I can't stop it......"

After speaking, Song Mu looked at Fang Si and thought, big brother, don't cheat me, you must hold on!

……

Shuang'er and Hu Qiqi came to the house, and saw that Uncle Zhu's face had become very pale, and there was a large pool of blood on his chest, which seemed to be not very good.

So Shuang'er said to Hu Qiqi: "I'll use the aura to help Uncle Zhu suppress the injury first, you immediately go to the Heavenly Spirit Sect to find Zhenghao, the competition is over at this time, let him see if he can find some elixir!" ā€

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Saying that, Fox Qiqi rushed out of the house.

Qi Ping on the side shouted: "Hey, wait for me, I'll go too." ā€

As he said that, he was about to go out, but was stopped by Shuang'er's shout: "You! Don't go anywhere, if you're really bored, then go cook, Uncle Zhu has been inconvenient to move in the past few days, so I'll leave this matter to you! ā€

Qi Ping glanced twice, didn't say anything, and slowly walked out of the room and returned to his room.

"Cook, cook, cook," Qi Ping muttered alone, "Although my cooking is delicious, but it's not time to eat, hey, forget it, who made me cook so delicious, I'll go!" ā€

Thinking of this, Qi Ping stood up, walked out of the house, and went to the kitchen to prepare the meal.

Shuang'er was in the house, constantly inputting spiritual energy into Zhu Yao, suppressing his injuries, and half an hour later, Hu Qiqi and Zhenghao hurried back from outside.

As soon as he entered the house, Jeongho asked, "What's the matter!?" ā€

"Uncle Zhu found the trace of the man in black, and then quietly followed, but as a result, he was ambushed and seriously injured!" Frost said.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Zhenghao said as he took out some bottles and cans from his arms.

Shuang'er said: "I thought you were busy competing, and then I didn't have time to say it, but Uncle Zhu vomited a lot of blood just now, and now it looks critical." ā€

"Well, I brought a lot of medicine, come, let me take a look first!" Saying that, Jeongho went to the mountain.

Shuang'er didn't know much about pharmacology, so she couldn't say anything, so she gave up her position.

Zhenghao sat down beside Zhu Yao, examined it carefully, and said after a long time: "Fortunately, I came in time, it is not possible for you to forcibly protect Uncle Zhu's lifeline with aura like this, his chest was penetrated by the black qi of the black-clothed cultivator, and those black qi were emitted into his body, and it was necessary to use the pulse knowledge technique of our Heavenly Spirit Sect to channel it, so that the black qi was shot out of his body." ā€

"I thought that the aura could be used to kill the black qi!"

"That's a normal situation, now the black qi in Uncle Zhu's body has seeped into the blood, and it has become one with the body, no matter how much aura there is, there is nothing to be done!" Zhenghao said, and with a wave of his hand, a wave of aura gushed out and helped Uncle Zhu up.

Then, he sat on Zhu Yao's back, snapped, and clicked a few fingers, and then his fingertips surged with spiritual energy, wandering behind Zhu Yao's back.

Knowing the pulse technique, for Shuang'er, is a very unfamiliar word, she has never heard of it, it should be a kind of spiritual art created by those people with extraordinary qualifications in the Heavenly Spirit Sect in the past ten thousand years.

Judging from Zhenghao's statement, this pulse knowledge technique is very good, it can be used to drive away evil spirits and poison, and force out those things that have strayed into the body.

It's just that Shuang'er was still a little uneasy, and she didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she saw a trace of black qi emanating from Zhu Yao's body under Zhenghao's persecution.