Chapter 1382: Eighteen Needles
Tu Ying sighed extremely helplessly, looked at Mo Qingyan's back, pondered for a moment, and still chased after him. .
Last night, Mo Qingyan suddenly woke up from a dream, saying that something had happened to Sunan, Tu Ying was very shocked, could it be a nightmare?
If this kind of thing is said to others, they may not believe it, it is just an illusion, but Mo Qingyan firmly believes that something must have happened to Sunan.
Even ignored Tu Ying's obstruction, and secretly ran out.
Now seeing Mo Qingyan's tangled face, Tu Ying suddenly had a very unrealistic idea in his heart.
Could it be ...... Could it be him, who has opened his divine sense?
The so-called divine consciousness is a kind of divine consciousness that a cultivator has reached a very high level and opened up everywhere, and can transmit information with some people who are very close to him.
There are even legends that some people who are outside the world can use their divine sense to observe everything, and a book can be read in front of them without even opening it.
Even Cang Lingtian didn't open his divine sense, that kid, has this kind of ability?
Anyway, Mo Qingyan is now in the critical period of cultivation, and she was disturbed by this incident, and going down the mountain was also a big loss of vitality, and Tu Ying could only follow closely.
At this time, in the warehouse of empty gloves, a large group of people were sitting around Sunan with sad faces, and everyone was constantly on the phone.
I wanted to rely on my connections to find a doctor to help heal the wounds, but unfortunately everyone was helpless in this situation, and the skin of Sunan's entire body turned red, as if the steam engine was overloaded and scrapped.
Ye Yulan was even more worried, and picked up the phone several times to call Ye Bufan, but this old guy didn't answer the phone.
"Don't answer the phone at the critical moment, damn!"
Sunan was lying on the bed, breathing steadily, but he just couldn't wake up.
Mo Qingyan stood in the distance, looking at the people inside, there was a trace of anxiety in her heart, Tu Ying also followed at this time, but since they had all come here, she had no way to stop her.
Moreover, after nearly a year of contact, Tu Ying already knows Mo Qingyan's character very well, and no one can compare to the stubbornness in her bones.
With a helpless sigh, Tu Ying walked up to the warehouse and waved his hand!
Call!
A scent permeated the air, a smell that was not easy to detect, and invaded the empty glove warehouse.
In less than five seconds, everyone was asleep.
They don't even realize they're drugged.
Mo Qingyan's face was solemn, and she walked to Sunan's bed step by step, looking at his resolute face, Mo Qingyan's heart was sour.
"Husband......"
Regardless of whether the marriage was an accident or not, since the robbery of the marriage, Mo Qingyan has already recognized Sunan as her husband in her heart and legally, but as a wife, she has not fulfilled any obligations as a wife, she really feels indebted to Sunan.
After taking a look at Sunan's condition, his face became a little dignified, and he did not rush to treat the disease, but first got a hot towel and wiped Sunan's face and body.
Looking at Mo Qingyan's extremely detailed movements, Tu Ying sighed, and his brows were also tightly locked.
"This kid doesn't care about his life too much, his true anger is reversed, it's really his life if he doesn't die!"
Hearing Tu Ying's reproach, Mo Qingyan laughed instead, looking at Sunan's sleeping face, and didn't know whether to talk to Tu Ying or talk to herself.
"yes, he likes to mess around the most. ”
Mo Qingyan seemed to think of the heroic posture of Sunan who robbed her relatives back then, such a handsome man was her husband.
Tu Ying sighed helplessly, since the last time the two of them got together for a short time, Mo Qingyan would take out the marriage certificate every day to stay, which simply made Tu Ying speechless, although she was also connected to Tu Ying's fate, but for Cang Lingtian, it was just the kind of longing between ordinary couples, and Mo Qingyan, she was simply stunned.
I really don't know what's good about this stinky master and apprentice!
After saving a while with Sunan Wen, Mo Qingyan found a chair, calmed down her excitement, sat in front of him, and gently took Sunan's pulse.
Today's Mo Qingyan is no longer the little girl who can only draw back then, in Tu Ying's words, she has learned all her life, Mo Qingyan, and she graduated in half a year.
This terrifying learning ability and talent have already shocked Tu Ying, and now the master and apprentice can already communicate with each other in some aspects.
With the pulse, Mo Qingyan's face finally changed, and sure enough, it was the same as imagined.
Tu Ying also frowned when he saw Mo Qingyan's face, and put it on Sunan's other hand, and the faces of both the master and apprentice became solemn.
"Qing Yan, what are you going to do?"
As soon as Tu Ying's words were finished, Mo Qingyan stood up, took out a small package from her pocket, and showed a solemn look on her face, eighteen silver needles pounced on the table, and her sleeve-length fingers began to punch quickly!
Puff puff!
Eighteen silver needles, all over the eighteen big points on Sunan's body!
Nine curves and eighteen stitches!
Tu Ying frowned tightly.
"Qing Yan, it's easy to ...... with such an open vein"
As soon as Tu Ying finished speaking, it was easy for Sunan to become a waste, but Mo Qingyan's hand was directly pressed on Sunan's dantian, and a warm airflow directly entered his lower abdomen.
"Qing Yan, you ...... Don't worry, it's not that far!"
Tu Ying saw Mo Qingyan's head turning white one by one, and she was very anxious, she knew that Mo Qingyan was using her life source to save Sunan again, but the price paid like this was too great!
Mo Qingyan's face was extremely firm.
"A wife is a husband. My life is his, and besides, it's not a fatal thing, his cultivation is much more important than mine. ”
Tu Ying's face was very depressed, and he said with great regret.
"But, Qing Yan, you have already reached the half-step level, and now you ......"
Mo Qingyan smiled indifferently, not to mention the half-step step, even if it is a half-step heavenly step, she still has no regrets, it's just a body of cultivation, it's good to practice again, even if it is to destroy this body of cultivation, in exchange for half a moment of lingering, then Mo Qingyan is also willing.
"Master, if it were Cang Senior lying here, what would you do?"
Tu Ying sighed and slowly closed his eyes, indeed, empathy, if Cang Lingtian was lying here, Tu Ying would still not hesitate, although there were other ways to keep Sunan's vein, but Mo Qingyan was unwilling to take any risks, even if it was one percent.
Sunan's body recovered little by little, and even his originally gray head gradually turned black.
And Mo Qingyan, with a flick of her fingers, is full of silver!
(End of chapter)