Then you have to check if the eyeball is injured, if the eyeball is also burned, you have to replace the eye together!

Every time Qianxue removes the steel needle or rubs the medicine, it is the most uncomfortable time, it really hurts, life is worse than death, it is like walking in hell! Whether it is modern or ancient, she is very afraid of pain, in modern times, she can be beaten and cry when she takes an injection!

Every time, she had to curse the dead vixen in her heart, as if it would relieve some of the pain!

"Xue'er hasn't woken up yet!" Wankong lives in the side hall of the Flying Snow Palace, in order to take care of Qianxue more conveniently, speaking of Qianxue's current body, he is uncomfortable with tears, he feels that all this is due to him as a master!

Thinking of that dream, he now suspects that the demon girl did it! It must be that he wants to separate their master and apprentice, but fortunately he didn't hurt people's hearts at that time, but chose to send the two little ones to Shanshui Town!

"Not yet! I turned over no less than ten times last night, and I didn't sleep well, and I always talked in my dreams! I guess I spent two days in the dungeon, leaving behind terrifying memories!"

Sikong Yinlong has always been by Qianxue's side, and as soon as he finds a bad situation, he will notify Wankong, he doesn't dare to slack off on Qianxue now, no matter what her appearance is, no matter how she treats herself, his only requirement is that she should live.

"King, you've been guarding Xue'er for a month, hurry up and take a rest, look at Xue'er's current appearance, her condition has basically stabilized, the only thing is..."

Wankong cleaned her hands while preparing to help Qianxue remove the last steel needle when she woke up!

"What's the only thing? Is Xue'er's injury? Master, you say, whatever you want, I'll get it for you, even if it's the stars in the sky or the moon in the water, I'll find a way to help you get it! Please, master, you must save Xue'er, Xue'er can't die!"

Hearing Wankong's words, Sikong Yinlong glanced at the sleeping Qianxue with a sad face, and he pulled Wankong with a anxious face! Gripping his clothes tightly in his hand, he really couldn't stand any blow about Qianxue! As he spoke, he knelt down in front of Wankong.

"Xue'er, she's your apprentice! Master, you must save her, you must!"

Wankong frowned slightly, glanced at Qianxue, and then at Sikong Yinlong, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"King, don't get excited, you get up first, there is Wan Kong, Xue'er will not be in danger of her life, but there are some other problems!"

"Really, you didn't lie to me, Xue'er is really okay?" Sikong Yinlong's eyes widened, and he looked at Wankong's eyes seriously, wanting to get the answer from his eyes!

"Get up, King! Wankong assures you that in less than three months, Xue'er will be able to go to the ground!"

"Oh, what else did the master say?" Sikong Yinlong's face was full of doubts, he didn't want anything wrong with Qianxue, not at all!

Seeing Sikong Yinlong's concern for Qianxue, Wankong looked kind and stretched out his hand to pull Sikong Yinlong.

"It's okay! Don't worry, when Xue'er wakes up, I will ask Xue'er's opinion, and if Xue'er allows it, I will tell the king, now is not the time to talk about this!"

"Go and rest, don't rest, when Xue'er heals, you will be sick again! When Xue'er knows that the king is taking care of her illness, then she will be sad again, and people who have just recovered from a serious illness can't be stimulated! You will hurt Xue'er!"

Sikong Yinlong glanced at the tightly wrapped Qianxue, and the white cloth strips were stained with bright red blood, and he was very sad in his heart.

"Master, Xue'er is going to remove the last steel needle today, how can I rest at such a critical moment! Even if I barely go to rest, I can't sleep soundly! Master, it's better to wait until today is over, Xue'er is completely out of danger, and I can relax and rest! Master, don't worry, I'm not an ordinary person, let alone not resting for a month, even if it doesn't fit my eyes for a year, it doesn't matter!"

Sikong Yinlong is telling a lie, whether it is a god or a human, it is all to rest! It's just that he doesn't worry about Qianxue!

"Okay! If the king wants to stay, then let's stay! However, after today, the king must go and have a good rest!" Seeing Sikong Yinlong's insistence in his eyes, Wankong didn't say much, he didn't know how Qianxue knew the king of the Divine Dragon Kingdom in just a few days, and looking at the appearance of this king, he also had a deep love for Qianxue!

"These twenty fingers have been removed from the nineteen fingers, today, the last finger will be removed, and the most critical finger will be removed, after the last finger is removed, Xue'er will only wait to recuperate, wait for the body, after changing the skin, the atrophied tendons can be pulled apart! but..."

Speaking of this, Wankong suddenly frowned, pursed his lips, and looked very worried!

"But what?" Looking at Wankong's face, Sikong Yinlong was also worried, this old Taoist priest, how can he always talk halfway!

Seeing that Wankong didn't talk, he was about to jump to his feet in a hurry!"But what?

Wankong glanced at Sikong Yinlong, "Oh, but it's nothing, even after Xue'er, you must not be injured, especially the injured muscles and veins that have been pulled! Otherwise, it will be very dangerous..."

"How dangerous?"

"The light ones don't stop bleeding, and the heavy ones are broken, and the ones are in..."

Hearing Wankong's words, Sikong Yinlong looked like a thief, and hurriedly interrupted him before Wankong finished speaking, "Shhhhh

Wan Kong raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced around, looked at the mysterious appearance of the Sikong Silver Dragon God, and looked puzzled, this is not the Flying Snow Palace of the Divine Dragon Kingdom! Such a big palace can still have ears on the wall!

Wankong was a little puzzled, but thinking about the demon girl, he suddenly seemed to understand Sikong Yinlong's words!

"Little brother, little brother, don't go, don't... Don't leave Cher, Cher hurts! Cher is really about to die, woo... Little brother, it's so dark and cold here, Xue'er is so scared! Little brother, you have to be careful of that woman, that woman is a fake Cher! I'm Cher! Mom, Mom, where are you? I hurt so much, Mom..."

Qianxue was sweating all over her head, and for more than a month, Qianxue had been like this every day and every night, repeating a nightmare!

Sikong Yinlong is afraid that she will not pay attention to her own wounds, this wound is not comparable to other wounds, it will be very painful when touched, every day and night, Sikong Yinlong will give her cool spiritual power on the surface of her skin, while relieving her pain, while keeping the medicine cloth on her body dry!

This wound can't be stained with water, if it is stained with water, the wound is not easy to heal, and it is easy to fester, causing a fever and it will be over!

Seeing Qianxue waving her little hands awkwardly, the whole body was wrapped with strips of white cloth, as if she was a mummy, but Sikong Yinlong didn't dare to catch it, he was afraid of hurting her, he could only use spiritual power to fix her, and so on!

Qianhua took the medicine, whether it was drunk, rubbed, or smoked. Every day, she will prepare on time and come over on time, and every time she has to wait for her to help Qianxue change the medicine, smoke the entire hall, and then feed Qianxue the medicine before performing the operation to remove the steel needle!

"Say hello to the king, say hello to the master!"

"No courtesy, painting, didn't I say it! you don't have to salute me in the Divine Dragon Kingdom in the future!" Sikong Yinlong glanced at Qianhua and said.

"Yes, King!" Seeing Sikong Yinlong looking at Qianxue intently, Qianhua's face was a little gloomy.

"Wang, master, Hua'er is going to change the medicine for my sister, you guys should avoid it first!"

"Oh, good!" both of them retreated outside the main hall at the same time!

After a while, Qianhua helped Qianxue change the medicine, and at the same time, he took the smoke medicine and smoked it all over the hall.

Sister, sister, no matter where you fall, no matter how ugly you look, how clumsy you are, why do you still have such a good man who admires you?

In the Kingdom of God, General Xuanji, in the Southern Kingdom of the Three Highnesses of Wu Shixian, in the Kingdom of Elves, you can be the latecomer, take away King Xize, and Brother Moye, who loves you the most, and now even King Sikong is very good to you!

Your father loves you, your mother loves you, and your master loves you! Your uncle and aunt also love you, and even the little demons on the boundary mountain are worried about you.

Sister, why do you say that? In terms of appearance, the painting is more outstanding than the sister, in terms of spiritual power, the painting is also deeper than you I don't know how many times, in terms of gentleness, the painting is better than the sister!

Sister, you say, I am so brilliant, standing beside you, all the light covers your existence, but why do people only see you!

Sister, can you tell me, why?

Qianhua chattered while looking at Qianxue who was wrapped in a white cloth, she really couldn't understand that her sister had the most troubles, the most problems, and the weakest body, and even the spiritual power for cultivation was given by the queen mother!

Why is it that people like her are so annoying, but there are many, many people like her, love her, and are willing to give everything for her?

"Painting, painting, is it okay? Try to hurry up, it's almost noon, today's sun is poisonous, in the evening, the heat is up, it's not good for your sister's wound!"

Wankong waited outside for a long time, looking at the sun in the sky, thinking that it would become hot at noon for a while, and it would have some impact on Qianxue's wound at that time.

"Painting?" Sikong Yinlong couldn't help but shout.

Hearing Sikong Yinlong's voice, Qianhua hurriedly sorted out everything and opened the door.

"King, master, it's ready!" Qianhua saluted the two.

......

After three months

Snow Palace

"King Qiqi, the ninth day of the first month of next month is the birthday of the demon king of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, and the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom specially sent someone to send an invitation, inviting the king and the high priest to go to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom for a banquet!"