Turning around again and looking at the quiet courtyard, Meng Fan turned around and walked towards the house. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He really wanted to try this seven-star acupuncture technique, whether it could relieve the poison in his body, and whether it was as magical as the old man said.

With the trepidation in his heart, Meng Fan walked towards the bed.

For the Seven Star Acupuncture Technique, Meng Fan has never given up practicing, but the experimental subject has always been himself. There was no way, in order to allow the body that had been baptized by thunder and lightning to recover, he had to use the few true qi in his body to drive the silver needle to cross the acupoint.

On weekdays, he uses this method to slowly repair his body damaged by lightning, but each time it has little effect. Fortunately, every acupuncture can play a role in the injury, and it is better than nothing.

Haste makes waste! Meng Fan understood the meaning of this sentence very well, so he was not in a hurry.

It's just that the purple lines that appeared on his left arm today are becoming clearer and brighter, and the bewitching makes him feel a little dazzling.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Meng Fan gritted his teeth, the preparations were ready, and slowly picked up the silver needle, the tip of the needle pierced into the acupuncture point on his left arm, and the needle was applied as the true qi flowed in the meridians. Suddenly, a layer of sweat was covered on his forehead, and his face was slightly distorted from pain.

Meng Fan didn't expect that this acupuncture would have a completely different reaction to repair the injuries left by the thunder and lightning on weekdays. At this moment, from the top of his left arm, there were bursts of tingling pain, Meng Fan didn't know whether this pain was good or bad, thinking of the dazzling purple line on his left arm, Meng Fan's eyes and pupils were open, and he seemed to have made up his mind, still gritting his teeth and persevering.

In this way, the time of the small half pillar of incense has passed, because of the continuous consumption of physical strength and true qi, Meng Fan has been soaked all over, as if he was fished out of the bathhouse, sweating, and the whole person is even more pale, and his expression is extremely tired.

Faintly, his throat was a little uncomfortable, and Meng Fan seemed to have smelled a faint smell of blood. And his face gradually turned from pale to purple.

Something is not good!

Meng Fan was faintly anxious in his heart, he could be sure that this acupuncture technique could indeed deal with the purple poison on his arm, but it seemed that something had gone wrong somewhere, so that his body became weaker and weaker, uncomfortable, and even began to be paralyzed.

Suddenly, the words left by the old man as he left came to his mind. Meng Fan's face was terrified, his heart darkened, and he was suddenly like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the wind and rain swayed in an instant, and his heart surged.

"Poof—"

I couldn't hold on any longer, a mouthful of red blood with a little black silk spurted out from the corner of my mouth, and after the blood mist, the air was filled with crimson, and the gorgeous blood-colored flowers were dotted on the wooden floor, like withered colors, bewitching abnormalities.

This mouthful of blood spurted out, Meng Fan's body trembled, as if he was devoured by thunder, and without the slightest movement, he fell straight behind him, his breathing was disordered, and his face was even more pale and terrifying.

"Old man, I shouldn't have disobeyed you. Vixen, I was poisoned by you this time. Xin'er... Come and collect the body for me, and find me a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. ”

This was the last thought that came to Meng Fan's mind before he lost consciousness.

If Meng Fan was awake at this time, he must have couldn't help but slap himself twice, I am afraid that he would even regret his intestines. When he came down the mountain, the old man made it very clear that with his current injury, he had to instill the true qi with acupuncture to suppress it.

At this time, this heart only thinks about forcing the poison out, and does not hesitate to spend true qi to make up for it. But he forgot to suppress the meridians in his body that were damaged by thunder and lightning, which is definitely a typical case of picking up sesame seeds and forgetting watermelon.

In vain, he has always thought that he is Xiao Zhuge , and this time he is simply slapping himself in the face. And it's the kind that hits the left cheek and the right cheek.

Meng Fan, who was in a coma, didn't know that because he had lost the meridians of his true qi and was abnormally fragile, the purple lines on his left arm had disappeared, and instead a purple-red spot appeared in the palms of his hands, feet and feet, and a bewitching abnormality.

If the old man was there, he would definitely be able to see that this was a sign that the poison was spreading throughout his body, and the poison that was suppressed in his left arm had already spread at this moment.

The fox spirit gave Meng Fan a chronic poison, and for normal people, they have a certain degree of resistance, and they will not be poisoned so quickly. But it happened to catch up with Meng Fan's meridians that were damaged, and there was no true qi to suppress it, which was good, and the purple poison was like a bamboo, spreading rapidly.

Meng Fan's life is at stake.

......

Squeak –

The wooden door of Meng Fan's hut was gently pushed open, and a delicate voice came.

"Hey, didn't you say the thief had returned? Why didn't I see it? The person who spoke was naturally Lin Xin'er, just looking at the quiet courtyard, a little curious, Meng Fan was never the master who could calm down.

Therefore, although Lin Xin'er came to open the door, she didn't think that Meng Fan would be inside. After all, it's just as quiet.

It's just that Lin Xin'er, who was just about to turn around and leave, looked at it with a fixed expression, then turned around, closed the door of the mountain house, and looked inside the house with some vigilance.

It's not that she found Meng Fan, after all, Meng Fan collapsed on the bed in the inner room, and he couldn't see it in this hall. The reason why Lin Xin'er was vigilant was the faint smell of blood in the air, although the smell was very light, she still noticed it with a keen sense of smell.

After taking a few steps towards the inner room, as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Meng Fan who was unconscious on the bed, as well as a little blood-red flower on the floor, and couldn't help but exclaim and ran towards the bed.

It's just that when she saw the purple-red spots on Meng Fan's palms, Lin Xin'er's heart trembled, and her face changed.

This purple poison, she naturally knew, was a chronic poison developed by the club, and it was extremely powerful. It's just that she doesn't know why Meng Fan is poisoned so quickly, and more importantly, the purple poison in his body has spread throughout his body.

Xin'er hurriedly took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, and poured a pill from the porcelain bottle, the pill was verdant and crystal clear.

This is the antidote to the purple poison, but Lin Xin'er knows that this is the antidote to the purple poison when it has not spread, and at such a moment, it is impossible to remove Meng Fan's poison. At this time, it was given to Meng Fan, just to suppress it for a period of time, and to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

At this moment, Lin Xin'er can't manage so much, and if she is delayed for a while, I am afraid that it will be Meng Fan's life, and she will not even be able to survive this meeting.

Helping Meng Fan up, Lin Xin'er carefully pried Meng Fan's mouth open, stuffed the pill into it, and then brought the cup and forgot to pour water into Meng Fan's mouth, but Meng Fan, who was in a coma consciousness, didn't know how much water to swallow, how much water went into his mouth, and how much water overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Lin Xin'er was anxious, looking around, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, I thought of something, and I couldn't help but blush, my face was like blood, and my heart was like a deer.

Just hesitated, looked down and saw Meng Fan's frightening pale face in his arms, and then saw the dazzling purple spots in his palms, the shyness on Xin'er's face was also a lot less, and it was gradually replaced by worry.

As soon as the silver teeth were bitten, Lin Xin'er opened her mouth and poured a sip of the tea in the cup, and then closed her eyes, as if she had made a big decision.

took a deep breath, and finally mustered up the courage to move Yin Hong's small mouth towards Meng Fan's mouth.

"Hmph, damn thief, this time you have taken advantage of it."

Feeling the lips that were close at hand, the sensation of being hit on her face by breathing, Lin Xin'er seemed to hear the beating of her heart very clearly.

Thinking back to the bits and pieces of getting along with Meng Fan these days, the little girl finally mustered up the courage and pressed her small mouth on the lips that always said all kinds of rhetoric.