In the front and back yards of the hospital, inside and outside the building, the corridors were full of Yun Qiang's people and housewarming's men, and no one on this floor dared to approach half a step except Professor Bayara. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Shuang, you ...... You didn't go to rest?" Ye Shan sat in front of the hospital bed and held Ma Ya's hand in surprise. Wushuang didn't close his eyes for two days and two nights in a row, and he was seriously injured, how could he stand it like this?

The longevity lamp in front of the hospital bed lit a faint flame, and everyone did not dare to speak loudly when they entered the room, for fear that one would accidentally extinguish the multiple lights.

"How is she?" Wushuang pushed the door in, and the first thing he said was to ask Ma Ya about her situation.

Ye Shan shook her head helplessly, in fact, Wushuang had already accepted this fact in her heart. But he still hopes for a miracle.

"You're tired after running so far in a row, go, go and rest, I'll call you if there's something, Qiangzi, you go and sleep too." ”

"Hey. Everyone didn't dare to disturb and hurriedly exited the ward.

"The flames are so weak. The eagle sat in front of Ma Ya's bed and lit the wick for her, but no matter how he got it, the oil lamp still didn't light up, and the flame was beating weakly, like a dying life.

Hai Rigu looked at Ma Ya's face, reached out and pulled a hair from under her neck, he took the hair in front of his eyes and straightened it, and then gently forced, the hair broke in two.

"......Shh

"What's wrong with Lord Eagle?" asked Wushuang.

"Let me think of another way, maybe there is another way. ”

Wushuang lit a cigarette and stood in front of the window looking panicked, expecting another miracle to happen. Of course, there are people around who can have miracles at any time, and they are the ones who create miracles.

The ancient man of Hairi patted Ma Ya's shoulder three times in a row with his big hand, and then lowered his head to whisper something in Ma Ya's ear, the voice was very small, Wushuang couldn't hear it clearly, vaguely seemed to be humming Mongolian children's songs, the song was very warm and melodious, like a mother's call to her children.

The nursery rhyme was sung three times in a row, and Ma Ya's body suddenly rose up a few times, and the scene was the same as the human body's spasmodic reaction.

Wushuang threw the cigarette on the ground and rushed forward to hold Ma Ya's little hand, and was emotional: "Ya'er, open your eyes and look at my brother, let's come out, everyone is alive." Can you hear my brother? Please, open your eyes and look at my brother. ”

But no matter how Wushuang called, in the end, Ma Ya's hand was still limp and weak.

"Lord Eagle, this ...... What's going on? Is she going to wake up?"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, I was calling her soul just now, although she heard my call and cooperated with me, but her soul was too weak to come out of the endless darkness in the end. You ......" Hai Rigu looked at Wushuang, who is he? He is the leader of the Daomen, and he is a beard that kills people without blinking. But at this moment, his eyes were full of reluctance and tenderness. He could see that this girl was his beloved. He couldn't bear to tell the truth.

"You'd better be prepared. ”

"No, no, the Eagle Master is a descendant of the Divine Tune Sect, you must have a way, right? Think again, think again! Please, you are my last hope! I won't let her die!" Wushuang was emotional.

"This ......" Hai Rigu was also very difficult.

"Steal your life!"

"No! This child's situation is very special, I have already seen it just now, she was innocent in her previous life, she did not owe any debts, and no one owes her debts! The life stealing technique is not something that can be used casually, or it can be used casually, but you have to have the ability to go against God, God is not blind, everyone has a script destined for everyone, how can your role exceed the length of the script?

"Past life...... Past...... If there really is a past life......" Wushuang choked up.

"She owes you, and she may not be able to pay it off in this life. Hai Rigu saw the shining talisman around Ma Ya's neck, and the affection between her and the young master was already self-evident.

"No! no! I don't like to be in debt, I have to pay it off in this life!" Wushuang took the water cup and dipped a spoon in warm water to apply it to Ma Ya's dry lips.

"Okay, you are a gentleman, you have to do what you should do, I still have a way, but this lord needs to think carefully!" Everyone has their own ambitions, maybe he has his own difficulties, and he doesn't want to return to the thief like other brothers.

The book implies that why this descendant of the god tune has a strange temperament? It is all because he had a great disaster when he was in Inner Mongolia. He stole something he shouldn't have stolen, Yang Shou! As early as the early seventies, his Yang Shou was exhausted, but this god of thieves actually used life theft techniques to steal the life of a monk in the Yellow Temple, and he survived, but he was cursed by the immortal sky. Therefore, he did not dare to get married, did not dare to have children, and lived alone all his life, for fear of bringing his bad luck to others.

"As long as you can save her, even if it's in exchange for my Yang Shou! Lord Ying, you have a way, right?" Wushuang finally saw hope, as long as there was hope, he would not give up.

"You think too highly of me, we are all mortals, if you are sick, you will find a doctor to operate and take medicine. If I can't even be cured by a doctor, what can I do? I just can't cure it, but I can't cure it, but if I am sick, I have to prescribe the right medicine, and it is not that there is no disease that cannot be cured, only medicine that cannot be found. Dong Ye should have passed on the ability to walk the mountain to you, right?"

Hairigu said that there is a Bayan Ula Mountain 400 miles away in the southeast, and this Bayan Ula Mountain is a snow-capped mountain that has been frozen for thousands of years. This big snowy mountain is the aura of heaven and earth, there is a deserted temple in the mountain, there is a mountain peak behind the temple, I was fortunate to go to it once thirty years ago, only to see the peak of the mountain surrounded by aura, there is a rhodiola rosea, that rhodiola is if nothing else should be there. This is a fairy grass, which can be lost for people, if the young master wants to save this horse girl, he can consider giving it a try. However, you know that all the growth of heavenly and earthly treasures will inevitably be protected by poisonous insects and beasts.

Wushuang said: "It's not a problem, the question is whether the Eagle Master can keep a breath of yang in the girl a few days after I leave." ”

"I'll do my best!, but man can't win the sky, and whether this girl can wait until you come back depends on her creation. ”

Wushuang clasped his hands into fists: "Thank you, please!"

"Old whitehead, old whitehead, where are you?" he shouted as he rushed out of the room.