"Even you can't help your cousin turn on the medicinal power of the True Dragon Pill?"

Outside the backyard guest room, Wu Ming's face was a little ugly.

I never thought that when the True Dragon Pill arrived, I couldn't help Lu Zijin heal.

"Hey, if it's half a month earlier, no, even a few days ago, I can use secret techniques to help her temporarily continue her life, wait for a period of time to condition her body, and then supplement it with the True Dragon Pill, not to mention igniting a life fire, at least it can make up for the defects in the heart.

But she was invaded by the cold and evil qi in prison, even if she had taken medicine to fight the cold before, she was weak and sickly after all, and she was not as good as ordinary people!"

Li Wenchi sighed.

Don't say that a frail and sickly woman, even if an ordinary strong man goes to prison, he may have a serious illness.

Not to mention, the people in the prison are all successful martial arts people, and many of them are still dying in it, and the residual thoughts are corroded, and ordinary martial artists are avoided like snakes and scorpions.

"Mr. Wenchi, please think of a way, you must save my sister!"

Lu Ziqing fell to the ground on his knees and kowtowed.

"You don't have to be like this, it's not that I don't save her, but I can't save her! Even if I prolong her life with the secret technique of piercing the acupoint with a golden needle, it is just to quench her thirst by drinking. Unless there is a great doctor sect who uses the Great Heavenly Restoration Technique to repair her body and drain the cold and evil qi in it.

Otherwise, if you rashly take the True Dragon Pill, you will die and have no life!"

Li Wenchi waved his hand lightly, lifted Lu Ziqing up, picked up the medicine box and floated away.

The crowd was silent.

Even the medical sect Li Wenchi said so, there must be no other way.

"How so, how so?"

Lu Ziqing was in great pain and muttered distractedly.

"Fu Bo, my cousin is in a big mess, it's better to recuperate!"

Wu Ming was silent for a while, suddenly raised his head, and after a sentence.

"Yuan Fei, I posted to Fat Jia overnight, just say that I have something important to discuss tomorrow!"

Until Yuan Fei left confusedly, Wu Ming pulled Qingzhu closer and said to Sang Jingjing, "Aunt Jing, what do you think of him?"

Wu Fu casually brushed the back of Lu Ziqing's head, stunned him, and looked at him with a hint of surprise before leaving.

"Ahh

Qingzhu gestured a little overwhelmed.

"Don't be afraid, child, come to your mother-in-law!"

Sang Jingjing was slightly surprised, looked at Wu Ming deeply, pulled the green bamboo, stretched out her hand lightly on his back and stroked it, and said with a surprised face, "No wonder that old guy said that this kid is good, it turns out that he has the bones of green pine, but it is rare to conform to my Legalist's way of not bending!"

"I heard Brother Sang and Sister Ye Zi say, you live alone, it's better to let Qingzhu go and be a companion with you!"

Wu Ming hit the snake with the stick, and said with a shy face.

"Hmph, you little slippery head!"

Sang Jingjing knocked on Wu Ming's head accurately, and then pulled Qingzhu and walked straight out.

"Ahh

Qingzhu blankly gestured at Wu Ming a few times.

"Follow Aunt Jing with peace of mind, with her old man's big Buddha, forgive those little ones and don't dare to stretch out their claws again!"

Wu Ming said meaningfully.

With Sang Jingjing's wisdom, how could he not know Wu Ming's intentions?

In addition to wanting Qingzhu to learn something from her, she also wants to use her identity to bless the little beggars.

If the Zhang and Wang families dared to make a direct move, Wu Ming would dare to jump out and fight with them, but they couldn't prevent the two families from supporting the ruffians and hooligans.

But Sang Jingjing is different, the golden-faced Rakshasa and the Legalist Golden Catch, which head catcher in charge of a block dares not to give some face?

And the so-called city fox society rats, traffickers and pawns, each has its own sphere of influence, and has an inexplicable relationship with the head catchers in each block.

In this way, if nothing goes wrong, at least it will not happen and become blind.

"Boy, there is something that the old woman still has to tell you!"

Sang Jingjing, who walked to the door, suddenly stopped, and her tone was indescribably heavy.

"Tell me!"

Wu Ming chuckled in his heart, and a hint of ominous premonition rose.

"You big brother Sangshi...... Half a month ago, in the top five of the news, the Sang family sent an expert to track it down, and finally determined...... Missing!"

After Sang Jingjing finished speaking, she left with Qingzhu without looking back.

Pedal!

Wu Ming staggered backwards and sat down on the stone bench, his face was indescribably pale, and he was silent for a long time.

"Missing! missing?"

Wu Ming muttered, and the young man who didn't say much, his face was a little blank, but he was as steady as a mountain.

Even if he didn't think about it, there was always a most terrible thought in his heart!

With the ability of the Sang family, it is already the most desperate result to not be able to find their own descendants!

"No wonder, Sister Ye didn't come!"

Wu Ming's eyes were indescribably terrifying, he stood up, took a few deep breaths, suppressed his complicated thoughts, and walked into the room.

"Little girl, whether you can survive it depends on this experience!"

Looking at Lu Zijin, who was pale and breathless, Wu Ming wrapped him in a quilt, picked him up, and went straight to Ciyun Garden.

In the dead of night, only a few insects chirp!

"Xianci is above, Brother Sang Shi has gone to great lengths to protect the child, but now the life and death are unknown, and I am powerless to track it down.

If you have a spirit in the sky, please protect him and be safe!"

Placing Lu Zijin aside, Wu Ming respectfully bowed to the incense, knelt down for a long time, and gently knocked on the lotus lamp on the offering table.

Airplanes!

The blue light flickered, and Qingxia appeared with a cold little face, sucking away most of the power of life fire without saying a word, and was about to return to the lotus lantern in a flash.

"Xiaoqing, wait!"

Wu Ming hurriedly called, looked at those cold eyes without the slightest emotion, and explained with a wry smile, "This is my cousin, who is seriously ill, can you help her dissolve the True Dragon Pill?"

It was precisely because he wanted to ask Qingxia and Zixia for help that he used various reasons to support everyone.

And now that Wu Fu is in charge of the mansion, there is no need to avoid someone peeping with divine sense, unless it is the boredom of the great grandmaster.

The two daughters of the lotus lantern are the biggest secret except for the origin of their own souls, and they will never let anyone know unless they have to.

"We only promised to help you, we didn't say we wanted to help others!"

Qingxia frowned slightly, and suddenly turned into a green flame and merged into the lotus lamp.

"What an unkind little girl, wait for me, I can't spank you one day!"

Although he had expected it, Wu Ming was still angry, and while secretly voaking, he helped Lu Zijin tuck the corners of the quilt, sit cross-legged, and breathe.

In the past few days, he has been busy and intrigued with the Zhang and Wang families, which really tired him.

Even so, there was not a moment when I forgot about cultivation.

The improvement of strength is the foundation of the foothold.

In one night, he was sucked away by Qingxia three times, and each time he came and went without a trace, making Wu Ming almost unable to set it.

During this period, Wu Fu came twice, and did not hesitate to consume the innate life fire that had just been restored to renew Lu Zijin's life.

It's just that although he was puzzled, he didn't ask, and he has always been loyal to the guard of Wu Wangfu.

Moreover, with Qingxia here, even if someone wants to peep, they can find it in advance.

Until the sky was bright and the first rays of morning light entered the window, Wu Ming copied the lotus lamp in his arms.

"Hey, brother, why do you seem to be so nervous?

When Zixia appeared with her white and tender little arms, she couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, of course my brother wants Ah Zi, but my brother has a younger sister who is now dyed and will die soon.

I want to ask you for your help in refining the True Dragon Pill?"

Wu Ming said flatteringly.

"She's your sister, I'm your sister, don't you want me as a sister if you have this sister?"

Zixia glanced at Lu Zijin curiously, and suddenly pouted, crying.

"How can it be? You, the most precious sister in my life, no one can replace you!"

Wu Ming was startled, patted Zixia's immature back, felt the little girl's growing taller, and felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

Like, it's really watching my daughter grow up!

"Hehe, then we can say okay, no matter how many sisters you have in the future, I will be your most precious sister!"

Zixia burst into tears and smiled, poking out her white and tender little finger.

"Haha, hang yourself on the hook, you can't change for a hundred years! No, it won't change for thousands of years!"

Wu Ming smiled heartily, as if the dark clouds in his heart had dissipated, and solemnly hooked his fingers.

"Hee-hee!"

Zixia succeeded in her heart, smiling like a flower, only then did she check Lu Zijin's situation, sometimes frowning, sometimes her little face was tangled, and she said with a bitter face, "Brother, her body is so bad, it's worse than you, I'm afraid she won't be able to stand it!"

"Do your best, resign yourself to fate!"

Wu Ming was silent for a long time, spit out eight words, and resolutely walked out of the mourning hall and closed the door heavily.

"Ahh

It didn't take long for a scream of pain to be heard.

Wu Ming was stunned, slowly closed his eyes, and did not allow anyone to enter Ciyun Garden for half a step.

The pain of cramping and pulling out the marrow had been many times, and he knew better than anyone how difficult it was.

But apart from this method, I really can't find a way to renew Lu Zijin's life.

Only do your best and obey the destiny of heaven!

The screams of pain in the room turned into wails, gradually becoming inaudible, and there were even a few interruptions, which made Wu Ming fearful, and he almost couldn't help but rush in several times.

Fortunately, the screams finally turned into a gradually inaudible moan, with a faint hint of pleasure, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Ming listened carefully to the movement in the room, stepped into it, and saw a thin and distressing thin figure kneeling on the futon in front of the offering table.

"Cousin, thank you, Aunt Yun has a spirit in the sky and blessed me through this calamity!"

Lu Zijin looked back quietly, smiling like a flower.

Although his whole body was soaked with sweat, his face was ruddy, his eyes were bright, and he was no different from ordinary people except for his thin body, and even had a trace of indescribable agility!

"That's good, I was desperate to give you the True Dragon Pill, but I didn't expect you to really get through it!"

The strange look in Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward to pick her up with a look of relief, and looked around her with a slight frown.

The reason for this situation is clear to him.

At the beginning, when I first saw Zixia, I was also bluffed, and mistakenly thought it was Gu Yun's soul.

This woman took the True Dragon Pill in a daze, and Zixia helped her refine it, and a little transformation of herself could make her believe it.

In this way, the past can also be concealed.

"Yikes!"

Lu Zijin sniffed as if he was aware of it, lowered his head and looked around, his little face was flushed, and he screamed and ran out of the mourning hall as if he was covering his shoulders and running away.

Wu Ming looked at the thin shadow, smiled and shook his head.

At this time, Yuan Fei came to report, and Jia Zhengjing came to the door!