Where there is a strong force, there will be absolutely no leftovers of what to eat, the meal originally prepared for Xu Ning and An Ling Wujian was eaten into his stomach like a strong wind, Yan Bing was afraid that he would not be enough, and prepared a big pot of braised pork for him to satisfy his hunger.

Xu Ning felt quite helpless, and An Ling's body was really uncomfortable, and he kept rubbing his tail and abdomen, and Xu Ning's appetite was completely gone. After eating a little bit, he handed over the endgame to Dali, and he took An Ling's dancing sword to an empty room on the second floor, and asked Yan Bing to help diagnose and treat.

An Ling Wujian didn't expect Xu Ning to really arrange for him to be treated, and he looked a little reluctant.

"Brother Xu, this is my old problem, maybe it's just a general stomach problem, there is no need to trouble Miss Yanbing."

"If you are sick, you should see it, it is not good to avoid medical treatment, besides-" Xu Ning looked around, sighed and said, "I'm afraid we have to leave here before dark, while it's still leisure, let Yan Bing help you take a look." ”

Xu Ning's repeated insistence made An Ling Wujian have no choice, and if he continued to resign, he would be distrustful of Yan Bing. So he obediently sat on the chair and stretched out his hand to let Yan Bing check the pulse.

Although Yan Bing can't be compared with Xia Rong in the "Bloody Clothes Gate" or the woman in Lan Yougu, her general illness can't bother her. Seeing, hearing, asking, and cutting, cutting is cutting the pulse, also known as diagnosing the pulse, which is the most accurate of all diagnostic techniques. For the martial cultivators of the Soul Continent, the cultivation of the meridians is the most important thing, so once there is any disease in the body, the pulse can be clearly expressed.

Xu Ning sat on the side. Waiting for the results, he asked Yan Bing to diagnose An Ling Wujian and didn't completely care about his condition, in fact, he was just as suspicious of An Ling Wujian!

When he had this thought, he was equally shocked, but the qiē in front of him had to arouse his own suspicions.

How could a teenager who was exterminated by the Dongzhou Empire survive lightly, his own description is too understated. Although he was polite and compassionate, Xu Ning did not inquire about the specific details of the demise of the Anling family, but there were too many loopholes and too obvious.

What made Xu Ning suspicious the most. It was the aura of the martial veins in his body.

A half-human-tall sword. Heavy and unedged, but he can show strange strength, the breath of his body is like nothing, but it is continuous, such a person Xu Ning has never met. If it weren't for the special exercises and secret techniques he had cultivated. It can only be said that this person is a martial arts genius!

Yan Bing and Xu Ning have the same heart. Xu Ning insisted that she help diagnose the pulse. She also knows it, so she is extra attentive.

An Ling Wujian had been a little cramped and uneasy since he sat down, and one foot kept shaking. The movements were very slight, and he was desperately restrained in his heart, and there was an unnatural smile on his face.

"Miss Yanbing, there shouldn't be anything wrong with my body!"

"Shhhhh

Yan Bing shook his head gently, telling him not to speak, and his two fingers lightly rested on the veins of the Anling Dancing Sword. The so-called veins are the eight main meridians on the human body, namely the two wrists, the inside of the arms, the inside of the legs, and the sides of the neck.

For a healer, these are the places to check the pulse, but for the enemy, this is also the best place to assassinate.

In less than half a pillar of incense, Yan Bing put his hand down, sighed and said, "It's not saved." ”

Xu Ning and An Ling Wujian were all startled!

"Yan Bing, you're not mistaken, how could it be hopeless?!" Xu Ning asked eagerly.

"Girl Yan Bing, is mine already ......?"

Yan Bing glanced at them and said slowly, "Why are you making such progress?" ”

"Didn't you just say that Brother Anling didn't save him?! How can we not be nervous and afraid?! Xu Ning said in shock.

"I just said, he's not saved, did you say he's going to die, what are you nervous about?" Yan Bing said helplessly.

"Oh! Wait, no, isn't it going to die if you don't get saved?! What the hell did you find, don't play dumb riddles. Xu Ning said anxiously.

Yan Bing glanced at An Ling Wujian and found that his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his body was constantly trembling. The eyes became dim, and it was estimated that there was a blurry white shadow in front of him, not to mention the body, judging from the cold sweat that kept coming out of his forehead, he was weak at this time, and he didn't even have basic defense ability.

"Alright, don't be nervous." Yan Bing stood up and smiled reluctantly, and said, "Let me repeat it again, I said that your illness is not saved, but I didn't say that you will die. ”

"Miss Yanbing, what the hell do you mean?!" An Ling Wujian said nervously, "I'm not afraid of death, but I can't die now, I will hold on until the end of the tournament and avenge my father!" ”

"Are you alone in your revenge? Even if you kill Xuanyuan Duhe, what can you do, will the Dongzhou royal family be extinct? Yan Bing said coldly.

"This ...... No matter what, I can't die! ”

Xu Ning couldn't help it, knocked on the table gently, and said to Yan Bing with a very stern expression: "Bing'er, don't make trouble, what did you diagnose?" ”

"His stomach is contracting, not as big as a five-year-old, and the little thing he just ate has completely blocked his esophagus, and now he is not choking to death. I see you lie down and rest well, and it's normal if you vomit for a while, don't worry. ”

"Is that all?" Xu Ning asked in a daze.

"yes, that's all!"

"Then you just said he was hopeless!" Xu Ning said depressedly.

"It's almost hopeless! I said that his stomach was not saved, and I didn't say that others were going to die, so I would have sued you a long time ago! To tell the truth, his stomach may not be like this for a day or two, even if it is a brilliant medical skill in the world, it cannot be saved. Yan Bing shook his head and said.

"Mom, I'm scared to death!" Xu Ning wiped the cold sweat from his head. Looking at Anling Dancing Sword again, he was also sitting on a chair with a limp body, holding his big sword in his arms.

"Yan Bing, can you not breathe less when you talk in the future, how good it is to say it all at once!"

"Okay, I know, let him have a good rest, let's go around and find an inn where we can live, otherwise we won't even have a place to stay tonight."

Xu Ning nodded, and comforted An Ling Wujian again. I just came out with Yan Bing.

Tell vigorously downstairs not to go out. Just stay on the ground floor, and come back to pick him up before dark.

"Don't worry, I won't leave until I'm done eating." He pointed vigorously to a large pot of braised pork on the table and said.

"Don't just eat. Pay attention to the movement around you. Although no one would dare to do it before the time. But beware of traps and stuff like that. Xu Ning explained.

"Don't worry!"

After Xu Ning and Yan Bing walked out of the small building, they did not stay away, but walked around the nearby street. Coming out and finding an inn is only one of the purposes. Xu Ning was eager to know more details about Anling's sword dance.

"Is what you just said true?"

Standing in front of a sparsely populated stall, Xu Ning casually picked up a gadget and pretended to buy it.

"But it's like this, his stomach is shrunk, and he has no vitality at all, it's just ...... It's like a lump of flesh, but what you just ate is squirming gently, as if ......" Yan Bing's face showed a little terrifying look, as if he didn't want to recall the situation just now.

"Seems like what?!" Xu Ning asked puzzled.

"It looks like there's a mouth in his stomach that eats those foods!"

Xu Ning felt his stomach contract, as if there was a mouth in his stomach that was chewing something.

No wonder Yan Bing's expression was so terrifying, even he was disgusted.

"Isn't that an exaggeration, from the outside, he is very weak and not aggressive. Could it be that there is something parasitic in the body? Xu Ning guessed.

"You mean parasites or something? Impossible, because I found that in addition to the atrophy of his stomach, other organs of the body also had similar symptoms. For example, his heart beats much slower than a normal person, almost immobile, and I heard a total of ten heartbeats during the time I checked the pulse! And his lungs barely contracted, and the part of the dantian in his abdomen was even more lifeless, and he really didn't understand where the weak Gang Qi in his body came from. Yan Bingyi frowned and said.

"It seems that this Anling Sword Dance is even more mysterious than I imagined!"

"I think the whole Trilateral City is very mysterious, mysterious and frightening." Yan Bing's eyes flickered and said.

"Alas, I suddenly feel now that it was a mistake for us to rush to Trilateral City. Obviously, I don't deal with so many things in the Xu family, I have to worry about these idle things! Xu Ning said with annoyance.

"Now, I am afraid that it is impossible for us to leave, we can only take one step at a time. Brother Xu Ning, we have to hurry up and find a place to live! Yan Bing said worriedly.

Xu Ning looked up at the sky, the sun was already setting in the west, and it wouldn't take an hour for the sky to get dark.

"Let's go, there should be some inns around here, and I don't think the people of the Hunter Guild will completely let it go, after all, our safety is related to their interests. I am alone in this martial arts competition on behalf of the Hunters Guild, and Mu Qingshan and Mu Xuefeng have already put all their bets on me. Xu Ning said calmly.

Yan Bing nodded, and the two of them searched all the way down the street.

There is a small inn nearby, at this time people come and go in front of the door, the shopkeeper is eagerly entertaining the guests, for people who do business, no matter what the environment, making money is the first.

"Little second brother, we want four rooms, go to the house, money is not a problem!" As soon as Xu Ning entered the door, he said directly, he didn't want to waste time on this kind of thing.

"Oh?!" The shopkeeper looked up at Xu Ning and Yan Bing, and his face suddenly changed.

"This master, may I ask if your name is Xu Ning?"

Xu Ning was stunned for a moment, feeling strange, could it be said that his reputation in Trilateral City was so famous? The shopkeeper of an inn knows himself?

"Yes, that's me."

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay here tonight."

"Why?! I'm afraid I won't give money! Xu Ning suddenly became angry.

"Young Master Xu Ning, please don't be angry, not only do we dare not take you in, I'm afraid there are not many inns in the trilateral city that dare to take you in."

"Why?"

The shopkeeper didn't speak, but raised his hand and pointed to a wooden sign at the door of the store, on which was a small piece of yellow paper. (To be continued......)