Chapter 145: Threading the needle and sewing the wound

The opening ceremony of Guye Mountain is imminent, but there are more important things that Ye Feng needs to do right now. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, after Ye Feng returned to the Ruined Mansion from Tulong Hill, he had no intention of going to Guye Mountain in his heart. What he said to Yu Zhongnan on West Street before was completely coaxing and appeasement.

Ye Feng naturally knew in his heart who the perpetrator was, and he wanted to shout out loudly that this matter was done by Sima Chuan sent several elders. He wanted the people of Qingshui to know that Sima Chuan, the head of the Hengyue faction, was a heinous and despicable villain.

However, it was Yu Zhongnan who questioned the perpetrator, a person who did not hesitate to work hard when he learned that the Ye family was in trouble, and traveled more than 1,000 miles overnight to come here to help.

This matter is the hatred of the Ye family after all. Even if Yu Zhongnan was willing to help as much as he could, Ye Feng didn't want to involve him. To be precise, Ye Feng also didn't want the Sword Sect to wade into this troubled water.

He and Yu Zhongnan have known each other for a short time, although they are now called brothers, but Ye Feng still knows very well in his heart that the relationship established between the two is not solid, and it still needs to be run in over time, and only after experiencing the run-in of life and death can he become a brother who can exchange hearts and lives.

Now, the relationship between the two is just more than just ordinary friends. How could Ye Feng be cheeky and let Yu Zhongnan vigorously help take revenge?

In addition, Ye Feng concealed something from Zhongnan, and also took into account Yu Zhongnan's identity.

Yu Zhongnan is the young master of the Sword Sect, if he really takes the disciples of the Sword Sect to the Hengyue Sect, if the two sides do not go to war, once the Sword Sect and the Hengyue Sect tear their faces and start a war, it is not just as simple as the Hengyue Sect suffering heavy casualties, the Sword Sect will also lose its troops.

Even if he called him the eldest brother, Ye Feng asked himself, how could he secretly plot to harm Zhongnan? In the end, Ye Feng still chose to hide it.

Ye Feng also thought about it, no matter whether Yu Zhongnan blamed him after today or not, he, Ye Feng, would never regret what he concealed today.

At this moment, standing at the south gate of Wangu Town, Ye Feng, who was holding Fang Tian's halberd, turned around and looked in the direction of West Street, with both grief and a hint of relief on his face.

Ye Feng's grief is that he has no relatives and no home. What made Ye Feng happy was that he met a big brother who could exchange his heart and his life.

Turning around, Ye Feng sighed lightly. Then he touched the young Snow Tiger and said, "Little guy, I don't have any horses, and the three hundred miles to the Hengyue Sect will depend on you." ”

Xuehu understood what Ye Feng meant, and rubbed Ye Feng's leg with his head, as if telling Ye Feng to come up, it had the strength to drag it.

Ye Feng nodded, raised his right leg and rode on the back of the snow tiger, before Ye Feng could sit firmly, the snow tiger was like a happy man, his claws rushed out three meters directly, and he carried Ye Feng straight to the Hengyue faction and galloped away.

The tiger's instantaneous acceleration is fast, but its endurance is not as good as that of a horse. And the snow tiger is still in its infancy, although its strength is greater than that of the early chivalry, it is still a little unbearable to run for a long time.

However, this way, the Snow Tiger rested four or five times, and still carried Ye Feng to the Hengyue Sect ten miles after three hours.

At the moment, if it doesn't take half an hour to make a move, Snow Tiger will be able to support Ye Feng to reach the bottom of the mountain of the Hengyue Sect.

But Ye Feng didn't let the Snow Tiger continue to move forward, and one person and one tiger stopped at ten miles of the Hengyue Sect.

"Little one, recharge your energy here for an hour, but there will be a bad battle to fight later."

Walking down from Snow Tiger's back, Ye Feng patted Snow Tiger's head, and then looked up at the faintly visible Hengyue Mountain, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly flashed a monstrous cold light.

Snorting angrily, Ye Feng walked to a thick tree on the side of the road and sat down, and when the breeze blew lightly, Ye Feng opened his left hand, glanced at the needle and thread in the palm of his hand, and tore his shirt to reveal the wound outside the flesh.

Threading the needle, Ye Feng raised his hand and bit Fang Tianji's dark iron halberd in his mouth, his eyes swept the tip of the needle again, and his breathing gradually became short.

Walking to Ye Feng's side, the snow tiger who was lying down, staring at Ye Feng with a look in the tiger's eyes, when he saw Ye Feng's breathing instantly became short, the snow tiger's eyes didn't blink, wanting to see what Ye Feng was doing.

A second ago, Xue Hu's eyes widened, and when Ye Feng's right hand with the needle moved, the tip of the needle pierced the flesh of Ye Feng's chest, and Xue Hu sobbed in a low voice as if he couldn't bear to see this scene, and hurriedly turned the tiger's head and closed his eyes.

Looking at Ye Feng again, when the needle pierced into the flesh, the two rows of white teeth suddenly bit Fang Tianji's halberd rod, and the blood-stained clothes were soaked with sweat in an instant.

Although Sima Chuan's knife failed to kill Ye Feng, it also cut through Ye Feng's flesh half an inch deep.

Some healing pills can stop the outflow of blood, but they can't make the open flesh and skin come together. Therefore, Ye Feng chose to use needles and threads to sew the open skin and flesh to death, and used the most cruel method to temporarily stop the continuous flow of blood.

"Whew...... Call! ”

Before moving the needles and stitches, Ye Feng was also prepared for severe pain in his heart. But he didn't expect that this needle pierced into the flesh, and it was really not an ordinary pain. The pain almost made him suffocate and faint.

However, Ye Feng did not give up, his teeth were biting the halberd shaft of Fang Tian's halberd, and while glaring angrily, when the thumb of his right hand pressed down on the needle, he pushed it with his fingertips, and the tip of the needle directly stabbed the flesh that had been turned over on the other side.

Suddenly, the sweat on Ye Feng's forehead fell like rain, crackling and falling to the ground, and the dry ground was soaked in an instant.

Slightly alleviating the pain of the wound, Ye Feng slowly pulled the thin needle, only to see the long thread hanging with blood and being pulled over.

Pulling the thread, Ye Feng swallowed his saliva, raised his hand with a thin needle and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and then bit his heart with his teeth, and pierced the tip of the needle into the flesh again, and the thumb of his right hand moved with it, and the tip of the needle passed through the other side.

It can be said that without the help of anesthetic herbs, few people can withstand such a stiff sutured wound, which requires great perseverance and courage.

Because I didn't have the perseverance, I couldn't survive the pain of acupuncture, and I didn't have the courage to try this crazy suture.

Ye Feng, what he lacks is not perseverance, even courage is better than too many people.

At this moment, whether it is Yu Zhongnan or the ruthless Sima Chuan, if they see the scene of Ye Feng stitching up the wound, their minds will be buzzed blank in shock.

Even if Xue Hu had seen too much blood, and he was bloodthirsty and had no resistance to the dead corpse, he kept turning his head at this time and didn't look at Ye Feng, as if he couldn't bear to look at Ye Feng's painful appearance, and he didn't dare to look at the new master who treated him so cruelly.

Time flew by, exactly an hour had passed, Fang Tian's halberd slipped to the ground with a thud, and Ye Feng also cut off the blood-stained thread, and his body was leaning against the trunk of the tree and panting.

"Oh my God, this life...... I don't want to do this crazy thing again in my life. ”

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