Chapter Twenty-Six: Itchy Hands

Prince Yi was so excited, he had studied the stars for half his life, and he knew very well the power of the calamity in this little ghost in front of him, and now he could turn an easily healing traumatic injury into a desperate situation close to death with just a small exertion.

"It's not the time to have a full attack, huhu, when the time comes, this mortal catastrophe is really worthy of the name of heaven's damnation, it is estimated that the sky will collapse and the earth will also take the life of this little ghost, right?"

"No, my hands are itchy, I have to see the sky fall apart, I can't let him die now, first use the star washing technique to save this child. ”

Thinking of this, Prince Di stood firmly, mentioned a little of his usual majesty, and said to the two ship doctors who were working with their heads bowed:

"His problem is not with these injuries, you should stand down and look after the others, and come back in an hour. ”

The two ship doctors didn't dare to ask more, so they stopped treating and bowed back.

When Prince Yi saw them leaving, he wiped his hands and approached the unconscious ruler in high spirits.

Prince Yi's real name is Yi, he is the younger brother of the master of the Mu Dynasty, and now the relatives of the Mu Dynasty control the inside and outside of the court, Yi Yi invited himself to be stationed at the overseas border, he was already obsessed with the stars, there are many overseas anecdotes, very much to his liking, and now he has fallen in love with the free overseas, the lord of the Mu Dynasty has called him back many times, and he has also used various uses to shirk the past.

"Well, the ears, eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth, the eyebrows are the main officer, the corners of the eyebrows are in the sideburns, he is smart and handsome, his life is sagging, and he has to be raised for many years, it can be seen that this child is a blessed person, smart and long-lived people, but now he can only die, I don't know what he did, he was remembered by God, heh. ”

Prince Yi looked at Qi Jie's face for a while, and saw that Qi Jie's situation was getting worse and worse, and he no longer hesitated at the moment, now that the mortal tribulation has not yet exerted its true power, with his ability, there is still a way to suppress it, so that this child can live for a while longer.

The qi in Prince Di's body was running vigorously, and the strong air flow swept through, and he pinched his hand, and his whole body was lit with silver starlight.

At this time, he looked like a god descending from the earth, shining in the whole room with dazzling starlight.

This is another master of sainthood!

There are many methods for the cultivation of qi, and each method condenses the internal strength with its own characteristics, which determines the speed of internal energy operation and recovery ability, while the level of qi itself is certain, no matter what kind of exercises are all the same, just like the money earned by various methods is varied, but the true value of wealth is always more or less.

And the level of qi can be illustrated by a common saying circulating in the cultivation world, which says:

"Three doors and two spirits, transcendent and holy. ”

It refers to several realms that have undergone great qualitative changes when cultivating qi.

"Peeping at the door, getting started, and breaking the door are called the three doors. That is, the red, orange and yellow realms of Zhang Wei's cultivation of the Inner Strength Ball Technique. ”

"Interpretation of the spirit, the two realms of ascension are called twin spirits. That is, the green and green realm of the inner strength ball exercise, once you enter the spiritual realm, you can be regarded as a local master. ”

"Extraordinary, sanctification, that is, the blue and purple realm of the Inner Strength Ball Exercise. ”

Prince Yi's energy surged, as if summoning the infinite starry sky.

The room was full of twinkling starlight, and there was a star that seemed to be pulled and slowly flew to the forehead of Qi Jie, it was a somewhat gray star, glowing faintly, and if you looked closely, you could see a faint red line running through this star.

After Prince Yi did this, he didn't make a gesture, his strong energy flew, and the energy did not dissipate after leaving the body, but condensed into an entity, and one by one the energy flew towards the star on the forehead of Qi Jie, and under the control of Prince Yi, it slowly blended into it.

"Star washing. ”

Prince Yi exhaled a breath of clear air, and this clear air floated towards the stars, and the moment it touched the stars, it flickered a few times, and the gray substance on the surface of the stars was swept away at once, but the red line was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, still there, without the slightest change.

Prince Yi didn't make a sound, he withdrew his internal strength, and the starlight of Zhou Tian ended instantly, and the star on Qi Jie's forehead disappeared, and he stood there, posing majestic, quietly waiting for Qi Jie to wake up.

After washing the stars, Qi Jie's face eased a lot, his breathing was no longer short, and after a while, the fever had subsided a lot, and he no longer looked like he was in danger.

Prince Yi looked at Qi Jie's face a lot better, and he was a little proud in his heart, he had nothing to do, looked at Qi Jie's face carefully, and somehow, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly found that this child, between his eyebrows, was very similar to an old friend of his.

But his old friend, who is a man with a million lions in his hands, known as the giant lion in the sky, has just killed hundreds of people on the battlefield and can still play chess with him and abuse his lord.

"I said this kid, can't he be the only son of the old lion who has been lost for three years?

Prince Yi suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Qi Jie was similar to the old lion, how could he dress up his majesty, he was a prince who didn't have any real power, and he was too bad for this child in terms of identity.

Thinking of this, he rubbed his face and pretended to be kind, and continued to stand aside a little nervously.

At this moment, Qi Jie's brow furrowed, and he barely opened his bloodshot eyes.

"Virtuous nephew, virtuous nephew, you have finally woken up. ”

Qi Jie's eyes were still very blurry, only to see an old face coming over, he coughed, spit out a little black blood, and said hoarsely:

"Who are you? Where did Yang teleport us? Nephew, do you know my father?"

Prince Yi barely spoke in his kindest and kindest tone.

"Virtuous nephew, rest well, as soon as you wake up, it is easy to die with so many problems, let's say it first, if you die, don't blame me, don't let your father kill me." ”

“...”

Not far from the ruler's room.

"You are soldiers of the Mu Dynasty, although the relationship between Mu Yun and the two countries is very good, I will not disclose any information. ”

Yun Nuo looked at the young soldier holding a pen and a booklet in front of him with bright eyes, and the soldier was a little embarrassed by his staring, laughed dryly, and said:

"Little girl, you are from the Yunzang tribe. ”

"You, why are you humming, are you talking to me?"

"Hey, can't you Yunzang children say exactly the same thing when they are interrogated? I'm also a veteran, and I've dealt with you Yunzang, hum, an ancient, rigid tribe, even children. ”

The young soldier pursed his lips, and he didn't want to entangle with a little girl, so he brought a quilt and put it in front of Yun Nuo, and said:

"Okay, I won't force you to answer, you rest early, and if you want food, you can find it yourself. ”

After the young soldier finished speaking, he left, leaving Yun Nuo in place, she opened her mouth to argue, but the soldier had already left, and she was speechless after all.