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"How do you know I have a pulse?"

I don't know how long it took, Mo Feng slowly raised his head, and asked Qin Mu who was sinking into the smoke on the side in a hoarse voice.

"Hehe, in fact, the life of the two of you has never been out of the sight of the National Security Bureau, and we also have a copy of the Eight Pulse Technique exercises you practiced, which was handed over to the National Security Bureau by your father back then, but maybe it is related to people's physique, we have also selected some team members with good qualifications to practice, but so far no one has been able to practice the pulse qi."

In the end, Qin Mu's face couldn't help but smile bitterly, even though there were peerless exercises, no one could cultivate them, which was a kind of torment for Qin Mu, the deputy director of the National Security Bureau, who was in short supply.

Seeing that Mo Feng didn't speak, Qin Mu flicked the cigarette ash and continued: "We found out that you practiced pulse qi when you were fifteen years old, remember that you used acupuncture to cure a paralyzed patient at that time, our professionals later conducted a follow-up examination on that patient, and found that there was an inexplicable flow of air in the patient's body, and the most surprising thing was that the patient's almost occluded meridians actually showed signs of beginning to recover, combined with the fact that you have been cultivating the eight pulse formula, so we concluded that you should have cultivated pulse qi."

In view of the super destructive power of the super-powerful, the National Security Bureau has a clear and strict rule for the super-capable people, that is, they must be controlled by the state. But out of consideration for your father, he did not file you with the National Security Bureau at that time, but only secretly observed and protected you. ”

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After Qin Mu told the whole story, the room became silent again, and Mo Feng, who was sitting on the sofa, half-bent over, rubbed his temples vigorously with both hands. It was as if someone had set off a firecracker in his head, crackling and crackling, and suddenly seeing his father and the witchcraft in his father's body The impact on Mo Feng was too great.

And Qin Mu also understood that Mo Feng needed time to digest this information, so he didn't bother Mo Feng, lit a cigarette again and smoked it slowly.

For a moment, the room was filled with smoke. The two sat opposite each other, neither of them was silent, both thinking about their hearts.

Just as Qin Mu snuffed out the fifth cigarette, Mo Feng finally let out a sigh, and his hunched body slowly straightened up.

"Old man, I heard you say that my father's life and death may be tied to me, what is going on?" Mo Feng looked at Qin Mu and asked in a condensed voice.

Hearing Mo Feng's question, Qin Mu smiled bitterly and said in a deep voice: "I just said that, in fact, it is also my speculation. After years of research and research on black witchcraft and other related materials, I found that in addition to finding the caster, there is another way, that is, to use the Taoist true qi to crack it, and the Taoist true qi is to the yang to the positive, just to restrain the black witchcraft from the yin to the evil. ”

Hearing Qin Mu say this, Mo Fengteng suddenly stood up from the sofa, and asked Qin Mu in a hurried voice, "Old man." How is the pulse qi in my body? ”

"When I was looking through the Taoist secret books, I once saw a record of the Eight Pulse Formula, which should actually be called the Dragon Formula. It is the supreme heart method of Taoism, and I later learned that it was your grandfather who changed the name and changed it to the Eight Pulse Formula. If nothing else, the Eight Veins should be able to get rid of your father's black sorcery."

"Then let's go!" Mo Feng didn't wait for Qin Mu to finish speaking, he pulled his legs and rushed out of the door.

"Stop." Qin Mu hurriedly called Mo Feng, who had already run to the door. "Don't worry, listen to me, with your current cultivation, it's not enough"

After listening to Qin Mu's story, Mo Feng was immediately deflated, and he originally wanted to get rid of the black magic in Mo Dong City. As for using True Qi to circulate in Mo Dongcheng's body for three hours without interruption.

If you can't continue halfway, not only will you not be able to save Mo Dongcheng's life, but it will lead to the backlash of black witchcraft because of the triggering of black magic, so that Mo Dongcheng's life will not be guaranteed, and even those who use true qi may suffer.

Mo Feng knew too much about the spiritual power in his body, let alone three hours, even half an hour could not support it, even if the condensed pulse qi in the meridians completely dissolved, it would be an hour and a half at most, which was still far from three hours.

When Mo Feng asked Qin Mu why his grandfather Mo Zhiyuan changed the Dragon Imperial Technique to the Eight Veins Technique, Qin Mu looked at him left and right, flickering his words, as if there was something unspeakable.

Just when Mo Feng, who was suspicious, wanted to ask further, the mobile phone in Qin Mu's pocket rang, as soon as Qin Mu answered, his face changed suddenly, he first glanced at Mo Feng with a guilty face, and then gave an order to the phone in a cold tone:

"Let the second special affairs team be dispatched immediately, no matter what method is used, we must use the shortest time to rescue the people, remember, to be unharmed, this is an order."

"Old man, what's going on?" From the look in Qin Mu's eyes that looked at him just now, Mo Feng felt a vague feeling of something unpleasant, so he asked Qin Mu urgently.

Qin Mu hesitated for a moment, then pressed Mo Feng's shoulder with his left hand and said to him in a condensed voice: "Xiao Feng, don't worry about it first"

"What the hell is going on!" The feeling of uneasiness in Mo Feng's heart became stronger and stronger, it must be someone who had something to do with him.

"Your girlfriend has been kidnapped!" Qin Mu finally said the content of the phone.

"Girlfriend?" Mo Feng was confused.

"Ling Xuexian!" Qin Mu said softly.

Listening to Qin Mu's words, Mo Feng's body, whose face instantly turned iron-blue, shook, and then turned into a whirlwind and rushed towards the elevator entrance, Qin Mu saw this, and followed closely at a speed that was not weaker than Mo Feng, his body was so vigorous, where was there still the shadow of half an old man.

At this time, in the basement of a community in the southern suburbs of Yinzhou City, four blonde and blue-eyed men were leaning on the sofa with their eyes closed, and on a single sofa inside, a girl wearing a black turtleneck cardigan with a delicate face was lying flat on it, her head hanging weakly, her eyes closed, and her scattered hair hanging down on her shoulders, motionless.

This unconscious girl is none other than Ling Xuexian, who was taken captive.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man wearing a brown jacket and sharp-beaked monkey gills sitting near the door quietly opened his eyes, he first turned his head slightly and glanced at the three companions on the side. An evil smile appeared on that extremely obscene face.

Staring at Ling Xuexian's towering breasts. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, then stretched out his crimson tongue and licked his slightly dry lips, stood up and tiptoed towards Ling Xuexian. (To be continued.) )