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Chapter 102: Attack on self-harm

Chapter 102

Fang Xiaoru desperately urged the only energy in his dantian and kept pumping these energies out.

Under the action of white light, Zhang Muyang was like a tiger with wings at this time. These white lights not only healed the scars on his body, but also returned the energy consumed by the fight in his body, and his body was full of strength.

After releasing the 8th treatment, Fang Xiaoru looked at Zhang Muyang, who was obviously alive, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were dark, and she fell to the ground. The healing technique not only drained the little energy in Fang Xiaoru's body, but even Fang Xiaoru's spiritual power reached the point of exhaustion.

"Xiaoru" looked at Fang Xiaoru's unconscious coma, Zhang Muyang was anxious, and his heart was pinched together~

"Yaga, you still have to take care of yourself," the black-clothed ninja sneered, and the Japanese sword in his hand slashed over with the flower.

Zhang Muyang was furious, looking at Fang Xiaoru completely storming away because of his unknown situation, looking at the knife that was pressing on him, Zhang Muyang did not hide, but instead met him

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the black-clad masked man

With a sinister smile on the corner of Zhang Muyang's mouth, he sneered, and the knife stabbed into his chest

Just when the black-clothed masked man was happy that he hit with one hit, he found that because he hit Zhang Muyang, the distance between himself and Zhang Muyang became very close.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Zhang Muyang's mouth, he sneered, his right hand suddenly grasped the back of the knife, and his left hand struck hard at the chest of the black-clothed masked man

With a bang, the body of the black-clad masked man flew out and slammed into the wall

At this point, the door to the apartment is opened

Wang Yun kicked the door open with a worried face

"Young Master" Wang Yun was angry and anxious, looking at the knife that was still inserted in Zhang Muyang's chest~

"I'm fine, stay alive" Zhang Muyang wanted to know who wanted his name at this time, and he did not hesitate to send an innate master to assassinate himself, a black-clothed masked man, who had reached at least the realm of congenital level 2.

Wang Yun looked at the black-clothed masked man who fell into the corner, and stepped forward with hatred, as if carrying a little chicken, and dragged the black-clothed masked man up

"Say, who sent you" Wang Yun asked, and the black-clothed masked man in front of him who obviously had a lot of gas and little air in looked like the black-clothed masked man had been hit by the young master's heart-destroying palm, and his internal organs had been shattered, and he couldn't be saved~

Heart-destroying palm, it is the Zhang family's unique mastery, only the patriarch can learn from it, but I didn't expect that the young master is so young, the power of the heart-destroying palm should not be underestimated, Wang Yun was secretly frightened, and his respect for Zhang Muyang in his heart increased a point

"Baga, the leader will avenge me" The black-clothed masked man smiled proudly, and a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth after speaking

Wang Yun was shocked, and hurriedly used his hand to probe the snort of the black-clothed masked man, who was already cold, and it turned out that the black-clothed masked man had already hidden poison in his teeth to prevent himself from being caught.

Throwing the body of the black-clothed masked man on the ground like rags, Wang Yun immediately rushed to Zhang Muyang's side. "Young Master, your injury?" Wang Yun asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I didn't hit the key point, I've already ordered the acupoint to stop bleeding quickly, help me see how Xiaoru is?" Zhang Muyang's chest at this time was like a flower blooming, and the blood stains had already dyed the nightgown red, coupled with Zhang Muyang's handsome face, it was extraordinarily charming~

"Young Master, Miss Fang is in a coma due to prostration, there is nothing serious to do, just sleep" Wang Yun replied after checking the situation in Fang Xiaoru's body with internal force.

"It's okay, it's okay" Zhang Muyang was in a trance for a while, sat on the ground, took the big pill handed by Wang Yun, and began to heal his injuries after taking it~

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Muyang made a fierce force, and the knife that stabbed into his chest was forced out by Zhang Muyang's internal force with a bang and fell to the ground

Slowly opening his eyes, Zhang Muyang saw that Wang Yun had already gathered people over there to deal with the scene, after all, there were dead people, and he had to say hello to the official~

……

When Fang Xiaoru woke up, it was already the morning of the next day, looking at the familiar ceiling, this was the roof of his apartment, the familiar furnishings all around, and the smell of sunlight on the quilt pillows.

This night, Fang Xiaoru only felt that she slept in the dark, and she woke up naturally when the sun and moon were dark, how comfortable it was

Fang Xiaoru suddenly found that her spiritual power was sharpened, and the chirping of magpies chirping outside the window in the distance, the chirping of crickets in the flower pond outside the window, and the footsteps back and forth in the corridor, everything became so clear

Could it be that after the spirit is exhausted, it can still bring spiritual growth?

Just as Fang Xiaoru was secretly speculating, the door of the apartment opened

I saw a pale Zhang Muyang come in, wearing casual clothes, because Fang Xiaoru was unconscious halfway, he didn't see the second half, and he didn't see Zhang Muyang's self-harm style.

Fang Xiaoru saw two men in sportswear guarding the door, about thirty years old.

"Muyang, you're here" Fang Xiaoru struggled to get up, but found that her body was sore.

"Don't get up, your body is still weak" Zhang Muyang stepped forward quickly, helped Fang Xiaoru up, put up a pillow behind his back, and let Fang Xiaoru lean on the head of the bed.

"Husband, where's the man in black?" Fang Xiaoru grabbed Zhang Muyang's collar and asked with some concern.

"I solved it, who am I, your husband? I am the master of China's young generation, a leader, an elite, and an elite. Little ninja, what's enough? Zhang Muyang said proudly, with a smug look.

"Come on, I see that you are embarrassed, you are really stinky, you" Fang Xiaoru joked, and her small fist had already smashed on Zhang Muyang's chest

This fist went down, but it really hit Zhang Muyang's wound

"Hmm~" Zhang Muyang couldn't help but ****, the wound had just scabbed, but it was torn apart, blood seeped through the gauze bandage, and the clothes were wet~

"Ah husband, do you want it?" Fang Xiaoru looked at the blood on Zhang Muyang's chest with self-blame, "Husband, I didn't know you were injured" Fang Xiaoru was nervous and almost cried

"Hehe, it doesn't matter" Zhang Muyang hurriedly clicked on the acupoint to stop the bleeding again, and took a pill from his pocket. This pill is just an ordinary blood-replenishing and qi-nourishing blood pill like Da Huandan, a super holy medicine for treating external and internal injuries, but there are not many, even Zhang Muyang, who has an ancient heritage, does not dare to eat more

Medicinal materials are hard to find, and alchemists are hard to find

"Husband, go to the hospital and find a doctor" Fang Xiaoru was like a headless fly, a little confused for a while, and said helplessly.

"I've seen it, don't worry" Zhang Muyang caressed Fang Xiaoru's face fondly, and said lovingly, "Girl, are you okay, I really thanked you that night"

"It should. Husband, why did that man in black assassinate you? Fang Xiaoru was full of questions, although through Zhang Muyang's introduction, Fang Xiaoru understood that there was still a family of ancient martial arts above ordinary people. It turns out that the kind of martial arts that can only be seen in novels or TV are real. Even he was stimulated to his potential and brought the skills in the game to life.

"Because of the benefits, I am the patriarch of the next generation of the Zhang family, and I have reached the innate realm before the age of thirty. From this, I am the one with the best hope of breaking through the innate and reaching the legendary higher realm. Every person in the innate realm is the guardian of the country and an elite. Therefore, my appearance almost broke the balance of high-end martial artists from various countries in the original world, so they couldn't wait to kill me quickly."

Zhang Muyang said slowly, Hmph, wait for yourself, wait for your own revenge, Japan? That projectile land is ready to meet the fire of my anger Zhang Muyang thought secretly in his heart.

"Husband, then, aren't you very dangerous?" Fang Xiaoru was scared, afraid of the assassin who would appear again

"Silly girl, no. The family has already sent someone to protect me, and this will not happen again," Zhang Muyang smiled and rubbed Fang Xiaoru's hair dotingly.

"Oh, then I'll rest assured" Fang Xiaoru breathed a long sigh of relief, and the heart that had been hanging in her throat relaxed.

"It's you, tell me about your abilities," Zhang Muyang asked curiously. Up to now, with the operation of the "Star Field" game, the data fed back by the system shows that a small number of people have opened up the potential of abilities and cultivation. The people of the four major families have secretly arranged for people to contact these people separately, introduce them into the family, and teach the cultivation method. Zhangjia Network has the largest number of people, and there are already ten people.

"Are you talking about healing?" Fang Xiaoru paused and thought for half a second, "I saw that you were in danger, so I thought about how I could help you suddenly surged to the tips of my fingers in the part of the dantian, and then with my thoughts, this energy actually left my body and appeared on you." It's like healing in the game. Fang Xiaoru tried her best to explain the phenomenon of the treatment in a language that others could understand.

"Oh, have you ever been in this situation before?" Zhang Muyang was also very curious. Judging from the abilities that have emerged so far, these people with abilities are generally divided into five lines, with metal, wood, water, fire, and earth having abilities in each line, which is generally the spiritual root of the corresponding department. These spiritual roots are the foundation of cultivation.

Those who do not have spiritual roots can only cultivate the most superficial foreign martial arts. Once you reach the Innate Innate, you can't cultivate further. Moreover, with a spiritual root, he is very sensitive to the spiritual energy in the air, and his cultivation speed is at least ten times that of a person without a spiritual root. Therefore, once there are children with spiritual roots in each family, they are immediately focused on cultivating, and these spiritual roots are the foundation of a family inheritance.

Of course, the single spirit root is the fastest to cultivate. Zhang Muyang is the fire spirit root~

The more spiritual roots, the slower the speed of cultivation.

And Fang Xiaoru's ability is very strange, the ability that appears has nothing to do with the five systems, what kind of spiritual root is Xiaoru? (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to the starting point mobile network (qidian.cn), reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )