After it was quiet outside, Eleven started a new round of treatment, which was similar to the previous process, and everyone followed her instructions, executing them in an extremely orderly manner, five times in a row.

"Ma'am, how long will it take to get rid of the toxin?" Nan Jing watched Old Man Yun's face gradually turn pale, his lips were bloodless, and he said worriedly, "If this continues, Old Man Yun will lose too much blood and die." ”

The rest of the people also set their eyes on Eleven.

"Stop the bleeding." Eleven spoke lightly.

Ye Junchen hurriedly cast a spell to make the wound on Old Man Yun's wrist heal instantly, even so, there was still a small amount of blood overflowing from the wound, he frowned slightly, it seemed that Old Man Yun's body was indeed a little unsupportable.

"Most of the poisons and Gu worms have been removed." Eleven wiped the beads of sweat oozing from her forehead with her sleeve, if it weren't for her secretly transmitting spiritual power, Old Man Yun wouldn't have been able to survive the second round at all, and muttered, "The remaining toxins in my body, I will use golden needles to puncture the acupoints to solve them." ”

When Nan Jing heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hanyue, you carry Old Man Yun to bed, take off your clothes, Nan Ling stays, and the rest of the people leave the room." Eleven stood up, looked at everyone, and commanded.

"I'll stay too?" Nan Jing frowned and retorted, "Old Man Yun is a man after all, it is not appropriate for you two women to be in the room, after all, Ling'er is still waiting for the boudoir, not to mention, I want to learn Madame's golden needle technique." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Eleven's mouth gradually rose.

Nanjing thought that Eleven agreed, but he didn't expect Zhu Qing to step forward in two steps, put him directly on his shoulder, and turned around and walked out of the room.

"Put me down!" Nanjing twisted her body hard, but to no avail.

It wasn't until Zhu Qing came out of the house that he put him outside the door, and he stood outside the door and blocked Nanjing's whereabouts.

"What the master decides, no one has changed, even if Zhu Qing doesn't carry you out, she will take action personally." Xiong Yan couldn't help but shudder, and looked at Nanjing Dao, "Don't look at her like that, it was in front of Ye Junchen, when she was carrying him behind her back, she was a demon, you still don't provoke her subtlety." ”

"Yes." Zhu Qing nodded and said extremely seriously, "The master is very strong. ”

When Xiong Yan heard this, he glanced at Zhu Qing in surprise, and a smile suddenly appeared on Junyi's face.

Although Zhu Qing followed him voluntarily, he could see that Zhu Qing's ability was definitely several times stronger than what he saw, or even dozens of times, Zhu Qing knew that the master was very strong just by seeing him, I am afraid that so far, that woman has not shown her true strength.

Han Yue Qingchen and Ye Junchen came out of the room, looking at the Yun family kneeling in the courtyard in front of them, their hearts trembled slightly, looking at them stuffing their stinky shoes in their mouths, funny, two female disciples fainted directly in shame, even so, their bodies still knelt straight.

What a good means Madame!

"Madame left me alone, do you have anything to say to me?" Seeing that everyone had left the room, Nan Ling looked back at Eleven and asked softly, "Could it be that the poison in Old Man Yun's body is very troublesome?" ”

"I do have something to tell you, but the illness of the old owner of Yun has nothing to do with it." Eleven.

"Madame wants to teach me the art of the Golden Needle alone?" Nan Ling looked at Eleven Dao with some surprise, "I can't help it." ”