"Little Evil ......"

Behind him, Mu Lan's voice was getting closer and closer, and Feng Xie wanted to avoid him, but he wanted to follow. If Feng Evil still has extra thoughts, he must turn around and drink him. But he didn't, the blood that flowed backwards had already rushed to the center of his eyebrows, and in a few more moments, I was afraid that even the last trace of consciousness would be gone.

Between the two, the distance gradually shortened, the leaves rustled, and the wind evil had no choice but to stop. Ignoring anything else, he attached his right hand to the center of his eyebrows, and slapped it violently, slapping in a spiritual power. Immediately, three spirit needles shook in.

The left hand is already useless, and if you can't pick it off, it's useless.

With his right hand, the two fingers are together, from the center of the eyebrows downwards, forcibly injecting the third spiritual power. However, the Wind Evil only had one level of Qi cultivation left, and the spiritual power he injected was tantamount to an egg hitting a stone compared to the two strands in his body. When the spiritual power reaches the neck, it is devoured. If you inject another one, the result will be the same.

Helplessly, the wind evil took out three more spirit needles and pierced them into his left arm, but his spiritual power was weak, and the spirit needles could only be closed for a maximum of two moments.

The left arm trembled faintly, and suddenly, with a "bang", it exploded, but fortunately it was only the clothes on the arm.

At this moment, Mu Lan swept over the wind evil, and when his brows were tightly locked, he had already pointed to the four acupoints of Chengman, Liangmen, Outer Door, and Qi Chong.

I thought that by sealing the pass, my qi and blood could be calmed down a little, but the fact was that his suppression was not only useless, but also intensified the spiritual power of the rampage.

On the left arm, the meridians are wrong, through the skin, like a few large insects. Feng Evil's face was flushed, and with one palm, he slapped the old man dozens of meters away.

This palm, Mu Lan unexpectedly, was defenseless, and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, an unkempt man suddenly fell from the sky and happened to fall behind Mu Lan.

Under the moonlight, the unkempt man was ragged and his face was full of stubble. He held Mu Lan steady, then rose up, grabbed the wind evil, and walked away.

Mu Lan was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth to shout, but finally gave up.

Clenched his fists, Mu Lan stood up, and instead of chasing him, he went to the place where Xie Liuyun lived and picked him up.

"Master, what are you doing? Xie Liuyun's sleepy eyes were fluffy and asked.

"The third child is back. Mu Lan slowly let go.

"Huh?!" Xie Liuyun looked shocked.

"I'm going to call Feibai?" Xie Liuyun said.

"Call Mu Xin first, and see if the head of Maoshan has come back, if he comes back, call him to come. ”

"Okay master, I'll do it right away. With that, Xie Liuyun took out the phone and called, and when he looked for Mu Lan again, Mu Lan didn't know where he had gone.

Leaf Suo, Shadow Suo, Mu Lan's cultivation is much stronger than those Heavenly Rank who were killed by the Wind Evil. He was in a hurry, anxious to find those two people, but it was useless to be anxious, so he went to call Han Muxin first. That kid is young, but his brain is good. In the case of wind evil, he can't help it anyway, it's not Gu Wu or Kunlun Gong at all.

This kind of tricky question is for those weird boys. If you're not convinced, you can't do it.

Sighing, Mu Lan floated into the depths of the dense forest, however, just when he saw the shadows of the two people, Mu Lan suddenly jumped up, and in the blink of an eye, he had already fallen to the two of them.

"Third child, what have you done!" Mu Lan shouted.

"Recently, I got a home remedy, bloodletting, and treated qi and blood retrograde. As he spoke, the man slashed the wind demon in the shoulder again.

"Blood can be cured, what about spiritual power, what about spiritual power?" Mu Lan breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still angry.

"Daddy, just look at it. I really can't cure that spiritual power, but he's calmed down on his own. With that, the man threw down the wind evil, turned to Mu Lan, and bowed, with a ruffian-like smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Lan annoys him the most, every time he is like this, what can he do, the child is older, he is in his thirties, where can he break it. I couldn't cure him for many years, so I just let him go.

"Daddy, his blood is running dry, or let's carry it away first. Otherwise, your lost and precious grandson will die. ”

"Are you embarrassed to say? It's not a good thing you've done, look at the good back mountains, what color are they dyed?"

"Okay, okay, go back to the house and say, it's a little cold......"

As he spoke, the man mentioned the wind evil, but saw a pair of eyes in front of him breathing fire like jade, so he laughed and carried the wind evil on his back.

When the two returned to the house, there were already a bunch of people gathered in the house, and Luo Mingling and Leng Cen wanted to investigate worriedly, but they were pushed away by the old three-handed and threw the wind evil directly on the bed.

"Alright, you go out first, it's useless to stay here. Who, girl, right, you go stew some soup, he lost a little bit of blood just now. And the one next to him, don't look like you're going to kill, you can't kill me, and I'm saving him, not harming him. I'm his uncle, what should I do to him? ”

As he spoke, the uncle swept around the room with a hippie smile on his face, and in a circle of eyes that were so angry that he wanted to swallow him, he actually caught a person with an indifferent face.

"This uncle, what is the situation of Feng Evil now, you can at least say one word, so that we can leave with peace of mind. ”

"He is just qi deficiency, blood loss, no spiritual power, nothing serious, just nourish. ”

"Uncle, can you be okay? It's all like this?" Mu Feibai asked with a wry smile.

"It's good, it's good, our nephew is not an ordinary person, the two forces were entangled like that, and they were all melted by himself, and now they have all calmed down, and his dantian meridians have not been destroyed, how can it be good. It's just to make up for more. Besides, he didn't want the Styx flowers, I brought them all. ”

As he spoke, the man came out of his bosom with a pitch-black box.

Hearing the word Styx flowers, everyone was stunned, and Mu Lan was no exception, but he reacted the fastest, reached out and grabbed the box, opened it, and saw that there was indeed a bunch of colorless flowers lying inside. The flowers are colorless, but the box is pitch black, which reflects the shape of the flowers.

"We don't know this flower, but since it was the third child who got it back, it shouldn't be wrong. In the end, whether it is or not, we have to wait for him to wake up and see for himself, let's all go out first, don't occupy the aura around here. With that, Mu Lan gave the box to Mu Xin. The wind evil exercises are special, others cultivate the truth, he cultivates the spirit, and he listens to Xie Liuyun a lot of these side matters.

"Let's go, Mingling girl, all the medicines are ready, I'll have someone send the rest over in a while, let Mu Xin keep it." He has a good brain, and if things are bad, he can find out earlier. It's up to you to stew the soup. ”

"Third child, get out of here. ”

With Mu Lan's loud shout, the people in the house rushed out. That Mu Sangongzi wanted to stay a little longer, study and study his nephew who fought for six days and had extraordinary medical skills, but his father had indicated that he would let him out, and he really couldn't refuse.

After all, although Mu Laosan is not in tune, he can be regarded as filial piety to his father. In order to help him find medicine and remedies, this third son has been wandering the world for many years. Especially in the last two years, he hasn't even been home at all.