After dinner, Long Wushuang said goodbye to Feng Xian'er, and went home with a lantern, which was Feng Fuyao's former residence, and later cleaned it up for him to live, he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, and did not watch out for the sudden appearance of the darkness in the early morning, and called "Patriarch", which startled him.

After Long Wushuang saw her clearly, he settled his mind: "You don't sleep, what are you waiting for me to do?"

Ling Chen: "Can you go in and say?"

Long Wushuang knew that she should have something important to tell her, so he hurriedly opened the courtyard door, took her in, closed the courtyard door with his backhand, and continued to move forward with her, opened the door of the living room, closed the door of the living room, and finally took her to the study, lit the lamp, and blew out the lantern: "Sit down." ”

Ling Chen sat down opposite him, and before he could speak, there were already tears in his eyes: "God bless my dragon clan, there is a successor." ”

Long Wushuang: "Yes, it is indeed blessed by God, God has been silently supporting us behind our backs, otherwise I would not have known that there is still a pure dragon blood in this world." ”

Ling Chen: "From now on, I will be your clansman, just give me an order if you need to." ”

Long Wushuang: "There are only a few of us left, there is a long way to go, or that sentence, you and your brother don't participate in any battles, live well, our dragon clan will spread out, and the task of passing on the spark will fall on you." ”

Ling Chen's face was slightly red: "Patriarch, you have the purest dragon blood, and you are the most suitable person for our dragon clan to pass on the spark, Ling Chen has the most loyal suggestion, I don't know if you should mention it?"

Long Wushuang: "Say it." ”

Ling Chen: "The development of the Feng clan so far, almost all of them are women, patriarch, Ling Ling beg you to marry boldly and marry more Feng girls, not only can inherit the blood of the dragon clan, but also can integrate the dragon and phoenix, the best of both worlds." ”

Long Wushuang: "You may not know how many women I have killed, alas, this is fate, so I don't dare to marry again, let alone marry a lot." ”

Ling Chen: "But you are the purest dragon blood, to put it selfishly, for the continuation of our dragon clan, as long as those women can give birth to children......"

Long Wushuang interrupted her: "Don't say it, I know what you mean, did you come to me just to make this suggestion?"

Ling Chen: "This suggestion is very important in my opinion, so I was the first to say it, in addition, when my father was alive, he was the high priest of the dragon clan and knew a lot of secrets of the dragon clan, but unfortunately I was still very young when he died, and I didn't know much, I want to tell you everything I know." ”

Long Wushuang touched his chin: "I haven't figured out some things now, let's just say Ling Daotian, he must know the secrets that your father knows, why didn't he tell Feng Xian'er anything?"

Ling Chen: "I heard Xian'er say that after the leader came to the Feng Clan, Feng Guixue didn't let Xian'er go to see him at all, he didn't have a chance to talk about it, right?"

Long Wushuang: "On the surface, this is the case, but if you think carefully, if Ling Dao Tian really has something important to leave to Xian'er, it is impossible for Feng Guixue not to let her go to see her father." ”

Ling Chen: "It seems to be the truth, so what concerns does the leader have?"

Long Wushuang: "Don't care about that for now, you can talk about it first." ”

Ling Chen: "Behind the dragon settlement, there is a hill, on the edge of the isolation of the gods from the outside world, it is said that under this mountain there is buried the dragon vein of my dragon clan, my father often followed the leader in and out of that place when he was alive, I only know that there is such a place, but what is it like inside, I don't know what is it, under the dragon vein is the secret land of the dragon clan, the only thing I know is the mantra to open the secret place, I will tell you." ”

Long Wushuang thought thoughtfully: "The decline of the dragon clan, could it be that the dragon vein has been destroyed?"

Ling Chen: "I don't know, I'll teach you the mantra now." ”

The two of them were communicating under the lamp, one said, the other memorized, this mantra is not long, it is not short, it is not short, it takes an hour to recite 280 characters completely, and Long Wushuang can finally memorize it like a stream.

At this time, it was late at night, but there was no sleepiness in the early morning, she listened to Long Wushuang's last recitation, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's okay, remember to recite silently once a day in the future, so that you will never forget, in addition to the secret land of the dragon clan, there is another thing, I don't know what it is, I want you to see it." ”

Long Wushuang: "Okay, you can take it out." ”

Ling Chen: "It's under my skin, I need you to cut the flesh and take it out." ”

Long Wushuang subconsciously looked at her: "Have you been put in since you were a child?"

Ling Chen: "Yes, when the leader was poisoned and fled, my father expected the catastrophe of the dragon clan, and hid a small iron pill under the skin on my chest, and then grew up and developed, and covered up the small iron pill well, but its existence made me often have to endure great pain, patriarch, please take it out, let me escape the torture of illness." ”

Long Wushuang touched his forehead, it was hard for him to imagine what it was like for an iron pill to exist in his body, especially in the most delicate place of a woman: "I'm a man after all, it's inconvenient to do it, let's go to Xian'er for help, what do you think?"

Ling Chen: "Okay, but does she know how to heal?"

Long Wushuang: "Ask her first, you come with me, let's go to Xian'er." ”

The Feng clan was already quiet at this time, Long Wushuang deliberately brought the bottle of Youyang demon liquid given to him by the great elder, carried the lantern, took Ling Chen, quietly went out, and went out silently all the way to Feng Xian'er's door, knocking lightly.

After a while, Feng Xian'er opened the courtyard door with sleepy eyes, looked at Long Wushuang and Ling Chen standing outside the door, and was somewhat surprised, but did not speak, and quickly let the two in, closed the courtyard door, and led them into the room.

Long Wushuang sat down at the table: "Xian'er, do you know how to heal?"

Feng Xian'er looked at Ling Chen: "Where are you uncomfortable?"

Ling Chen: "When I was a child, I was put in an iron pill in my chest and tortured me for many years. ”

Feng Xian'er frowned: "Who is so cruel?"

Ling Chen: "There should be a secret of my dragon clan in the iron pill, please help me take it out and give it to the patriarch." ”

Feng Xian'er understood, but she had never done such a thing, let alone taking something from a girl's chest, she looked at Long Wushuang: "I haven't studied medicine." ”

Long Wushuang: "You prepare a sharp knife, prepare a dry towel and hot water, and find out where the iron pill is, just cut it and take it out." ”

Feng Xian'er: "You said it simply, how painful she is, besides, if you cut it, you have to sew it up, how can I." ”

Long Wushuang took out the bottle of Youyang Demon Liquid from his body: "This is a good thing given to me by the Great Elder, no matter how big the wound is, as long as it takes a drop, it will grow immediately." ”

Feng Xian'er took the bottle of Youyang Demon Liquid, her face full of doubts: "Really fake?"

Long Wushuang: "Of course it's true, and you think, if you don't take it out, she will be tormented by pain for the rest of her life, and the long pain is better than the short pain, go ahead, no problem, I'll go boil hot water." ”

Feng Xian'er nodded: "Okay, I'll try, in the early morning, you will endure a little pain." ”

Ling Chen took out a short stick from her pocket: "I've been ready for a long time", she bit the stick in her mouth.

Feng Xian'er entered the bedroom with Ling Chen, prepared a knife and a few towels, Long Wushuang boiled hot water in the kitchen, she took her to the edge of the bed and sat down: "How big is it?"

Ling Chen gestured: "It's probably as big as the tip of the little finger." ”

Feng Xian'er took a few breaths: "How have you endured it all these years, let's take a look first." ”

Ling Chen took off her coat and untied her belly pocket, showing her body completely, and she touched a place on the left: "It's right here." ”

Feng Xian'er stretched out her hand and felt it gently, sure enough, there was a hard thing in that place, but even if she touched it so gently, Ling Chen still bit her lip in pain: "It hurts......"

She helped her to lie down, covered her chest with a towel, and took a knife to burn on the fire: "I don't know how to do it, but I've seen my grandfather take arrows for people, and I have to burn the knife first, it's okay, Long Wushuang left a bottle of potion, you just endure it for a while." ”

Lying on the bed in the early morning, she looked sideways at her burning the knife, no matter how brave she was, she would be afraid, and a chill rose from the bottom of her heart, the sharp blade cut through her own flesh, what kind of pain was that.

Long Wushuang came in from outside with hot water, and he put the hot water on the table: "You don't need to boil it." ”

Feng Xian'er took the knife away from the fire: "Don't you need it?"

Long Wushuang took the knife and blew it: "No need, early morning, you bear with it." ”

After the knife cooled down, Feng Xian'er walked to the side of the bed with the knife, and Long Wushuang stood at the table with his back: "Xian'er, do you know where it is?"

Feng Xian'er nodded: "Got it", she uncovered the towel covering Ling Chen's chest, gently touched the place where the iron pill was, and raised the knife, but hesitated again and again, no matter what, she couldn't go down.

Ling Chen looked at her with a wooden stick in her mouth, there were already tears in her eyes, but Feng Xian'er couldn't do it for a long time, it was simply torment, she gasped and took the wooden stick away from her mouth: "Xian'er, don't be afraid." ”

Feng Xian'er plucked up her courage a few more times, her own teeth were clenched, and she trembled and approached the knife: "I'm going to cut it." ”

Ling Chen closed her eyes, waiting for her to cut the knife, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement, she opened her eyes, but saw her trembling all over, and she shed tears there.

She turned her head sideways to look at Long Wushuang's back, and took the wooden stick out of her mouth: "Patriarch, Xian'er is trembling so much, I'm afraid I can't do it, come on, it's okay." ”

Long Wushuang was still on his back: "Xian'er, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Xian'er was almost crying: "Wushuang, I can't, I've never done it, think about the knife cutting through the flesh and blood, I can't do it." ”

Long Wushuang sighed in his heart, turned his heart sideways, and turned around: "I'll come." ”

He walked to the side of the bed, took the knife from Feng Xian'er's hand, looked at Ling Chen's chest, only to find that one side was big and the other side was small, he looked at the small side and asked, "Is the iron pill on the left?"

Ling Chen: "Yes", she touched somewhere on the left: "It's right in here." ”

He wrapped the dry towel around her chest, and gently touched it where he had touched it in the morning, and sure enough, he touched a hard thing: "This is it, right?"

Ling Ling endured the pain, and there were already tears in his eyes: "Yes." ”

Long Wushuang gestured with the knife: "Bite the wooden stick." ”

Ling Chen: "Patriarch, you boldly cut away, don't tremble." ”

Long Wushuang: "Don't worry, I haven't seen any blood in my life, bite it." ”

As Ling Chen bit the wooden stick, he touched the place where there was an iron pellet with one hand, and held the sharp knife with the other, and cut it down the skin, Ling Chen's body trembled, and the pain was incomparable, and Feng Xian'er on the side covered her face and screamed quietly.

Blood had gushed out, staining Long Wushuang's hand red, he knew that he couldn't stop, he must take out the iron pill as soon as possible, let her get rid of the pain as soon as possible, he broke the wound that had been cut, and once again cut into the depths.

"Poof", the mouth was completely opened, and a stream of pus and blood rushed out, splashing Long Wushuang's face, covering his eyes, and he hurriedly called: "Xian'er, help me wipe my face." ”

Feng Xian'er opened her eyes in fear, and hurriedly took a towel to help him wipe off the pus and blood on his face, Long Wushuang opened his eyes, and then looked at the chest, only to find that it was white, white, red, and red, and a large pool of pus and blood flowed out.

"It's suppurated inside, I don't know how many years, early in the morning, bear with it", he put down the knife, put his finger into the cut wound, went in and gently tested it, touched the iron pill, bent his finger, and pulled it out.

He handed the iron pill to Feng Xian'er: "Put it away, don't throw it away", let go of his hand, he hurriedly went to the basin and wrung the hot towel, and turned around to squeeze out the pus and blood, and wiped it clean with a hot towel.

Ling Chen's face was already pale in pain, she bit the wooden stick and tried to hold on, although it was painful, she was also relieved, and an iron pill that had tormented her for many years was finally taken out.

Long Wushuang observed, waiting for the pus and blood to finally drain out: "Xian'er, towel." ”

Feng Xian'er hurriedly handed the hot towel to him, he wiped the area around the wound, and handed the towel back to her: "Youyang Demon Liquid." ”

Feng Xian'er hurriedly threw the towel into the basin, took out the bottle, and pulled the stopper: "Give." ”

Long Wushuang took the bottle, touched the wound, and dripped the dark foreign demon liquid into the wound, and a miracle happened, the wound healed at a visible speed, and the phoenix fairy on the side was stunned: "Oh my God!"

After a short period of time, the wound on Ling Chen's chest was completely invisible, Long Wushuang took her clothes and covered her, and pulled out the wooden stick in her mouth: "Okay, does it still hurt?"

Ling Chen took a long breath and reached out to touch it: "There is such a miraculous drug in the world." ”

Long Wushuang packed up a few towels, threw them into the basin, and turned around with the basin to leave: "It's okay, you get up." ”

When everything was cleaned up, Dongfang was already exposed, washed his body in the early morning, changed Feng Xian'er's clothes, sat opposite Long Wushuang, and looked at the iron pill he was holding in his hand: "Let's open it and take a look, I think it should be hollow." ”

Long Wushuang nodded, took the iron pill and pinched it hard, pinched it open, and took out a very special "paper" from it, which was actually not paper, but a thin layer of sheepskin, and the sheepskin was completely unfolded, and it was the size of a palm.

The three heads came together, and looked carefully at the sheepskin, the palm-sized place, but it seemed to be a map, in addition to the mountains and rivers on the map, there were some tiny words, which were too small to be seen with the naked eye.

Long Wushuang raised his sour eyes and blinked vigorously: "I'm so sleepy, let's go back and study it slowly, in the early morning, it's still kept with you, I often run around, I'm afraid of losing it." ”

Ling Chen took the small sheepskin and put it away carefully: "Well, it's almost dawn, let's go rest first." ”