"OMG! My little ancestor, you ...... What are you doing here? Steward Jing hurriedly stepped forward.

was dragged by Bai Xingyan's arm, "Stand here, don't move." ”

And so—

Steward Jing saw the most bizarre scene.

Bai Xingyan's technique is unique, and the needle falls into Bai Fangtian's big acupoint.

After a while, half of the silver needle was gone.

The restless Bai Fangtian gradually quieted down, and he was restrained and fainted.

Steward Jing wiped his face and found that the cold sweat had already flowed unconsciously.

He couldn't bear it, so he simply sat on the ground, a little afraid.

The Zhen Ling Pill is gone.

The situation was so dangerous just now, and Dongfang Ling Tian was not there, so he almost ......

"What's going on?" Bai Xingyan stood in front of Steward Jing.

The face of the fourteen-year-old girl was surprisingly calm.

Even though Steward Jing is well-informed, he has never seen Bai Xingyan with such a look.

Inexplicably, looking at the little girl in front of him, he felt a little relieved.

"County Lord, how did you pacify the old man just now?"

"As you can see, Silver Needle."

Steward Jing: "......"

"Now it's time to explain, grandpa, what's going on, right?"

"Ugh." Steward Jing sighed, "This situation has been going on for twenty years. ”

"Twenty years?"

She remembered that Bai Fangtian had lost his cultivation for twenty years.

"Since the first year when the master lost his cultivation, that's it.

On the fifteenth day of every month, there is always one seizure.

Over the course of a year, there will be 12 seizures.

Every time, there must be a spirit pill.

Otherwise, he would be like a madman, and he would not recognize his relatives. ”

"This is ......" Bai Xingyan saw that Steward Jing had unintentionally exposed a section of his wrist, and there seemed to be several wounds on his wrist.

At a glance, she could tell that it was a knife wound.

The scar is still there.

New wounds and old wounds accumulate together.

Make that piece of skin different from normal.

Steward Jing shrunk his arm, "Every time my lord has an attack, he needs to drink...... Drinking human blood......

So I ......."

The latter words speak for themselves!

"When you wake up tomorrow, will Grandpa remember these things?"

"No, it won't." Steward Jing shook his head.

"Can you hide your injuries from him?"

"Once he didn't hide it, and after the lord woke up, he didn't remember what happened, so he secretly used the heavenly crystal in the room from the southern Xinjiang tribute and rewarded by the emperor.

It was a very rare record spar.

So the next day, the master also knew.

After so many years, although he doesn't remember it, he actually knows it in his heart. ”

"Zhenling Pill, where did it come from?"

"Dongfang Lingtian."

Bai Xingyan raised his eyebrows, "Bai Shuang'er's master? ”

Steward Jing nodded, "Yes, Dongfang Ling Tian is the premier divine doctor of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect, and he has the reputation of the holy hand of the divine doctor.

Before, Dongfang Ling Tian had also come to see the master a few times.

But when the old man had a seizure, Dongfang Ling Tian gave the old man the spirit pill, and he didn't use the silver needle......"

Speaking of silver needles, it is a topical treatment.

I can see it, and I don't do any harm to myself.

But the Zhenling Pill, who knows what is used in it.

It's safer to use externally than to take it internally.

"The ingredients in the Zhenling Pill, Uncle Housekeeper should have checked it."

"Yes, there is nothing bad about it.

However, the Zhenling Pill is extremely rare, and only Dongfang Ling has it.

Seeing that it was gone, Dongfang Ling Tian would definitely come to the White King's Mansion tomorrow. ”