Jing Miaoyi shouted like this, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

At this time, she was raising her hands, and their hands were becoming slightly transparent.

Jiang Zhiyi became nervous, and stepped forward to grab Jing Miaoyi's hand, but Jing Miaoyi dodged him.

"Don't touch my hand, my hand will disappear completely!"

Jing Miaoyi laughed miserably, and her words revealed helplessness.

"How can this be?"

Jiang Zhiyi collapsed a little, his eyes were staring at Jing Miaoyi's hand, and his eyes were already crying without tears.

Chong Siming didn't know why, and said strangely, "Sister Miaoyi, what's wrong? How did it come to this?"

Although he was a little calm in his words, his heart seemed to have set off a big wave, constantly surging.

Zhu Dage sighed secretly.

Pity this beautiful vixen, who is about to become a cripple.

Jiang Ming saw that Jing Miaoyi's hands were being manipulated, walked to Jing Miaoyi's side, and said tentatively, "Can I take a look?"

"Yes, it will be gone in a while anyway."

Jing Miaoyi's eyes dimmed, and her eyes were gray and dull.

"It can be cured, Miaoyi, don't lose faith."

Jiang Zhiyi encouraged Jing Miaoyi on the side.

"Okay, it will be cured."

Jing Miaoyi knew that there was no hope, but she still responded to what Jiang Zhiyi said.

Jiang Ming glanced at it and said thoughtfully, "It can still be cured."

Hearing this, Jing Miaoyi was stunned and asked tentatively, "Lord Ning Caichen, you just said that it can be cured?"

Jiang Ming did not answer Jing Miaoyi's question, but directly released the silver needle.

When he was holding the silver needle, he infused some spiritual power and directly controlled the silver needle to insert it.

Jing Miaoyi watched those silver needles insert into her faintly disappeared hand, and suddenly became afraid.

"There's nothing wrong with this silver needle, right?"

She couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Ming knew Jing Miaoyi's thoughts and encouraged Jing Miaoyi to wait for a while.

Jing Miaoyi waited in disbelief, but she was full of doubts in her heart.

She also didn't meet Lang Zhong who was treated with a silver needle, but that Lang Zhong didn't treat her well.

Now Ning Caichen is also treated with silver needles, can she really be treated?

While she was thinking about it, Jing Miaoyi didn't notice the change in her hands.

On the contrary, Jiang Zhiyi, who was already staring at Jing Miaoyi's hand, noticed this change.

Jiang Zhiyi couldn't help but exclaim, "Miaoyi, your hand seems to be good!"

Hearing this, Jing Miaoyi paused and put her eyes on her hands.

The hands that had been dull and dull gradually revealed their entities, and finally became indistinguishable from ordinary people.

"How the hell is this done?"

Jing Miaoyi's body trembled.

She had been tormented by the need to disappear since she was born, and now she was intact?

The inferiority complex and sensitive emotions in her heart disappeared in an instant, and only joy and gratitude to Jiang Ming remained.

"You are cursed, that's why you became like this, you may have looked for a lot of Langzhong before, but they only healed and saved people, and they didn't lift the curse."

Jiang Ming carefully bandaged Jing Miaoyi's hand, and then said, "Be careful not to hurt your hand in the past five days, otherwise the curse will be triggered again, and after five days, you can unravel this gauze."

Kyo Miao-yi cried.

It was the first time in her life that she shed tears.

She originally thought that she was going to lose her hand in the future, but with the appearance of Ning Caichen, she could use her hand like everyone else from now on!

Ning Caichen's great kindness is really difficult for her to repay, she feels that even if she is a cow and a horse, she can't repay Ning Caichen.

Jiang Ming saw Jing Miaoyi's thoughts, and immediately said, "I'm just small

It's just a small treatment, don't have any burden and pressure, and use your hands well in the future."

Jing Miaoyi kept it in mind and kept nodding her head.

"This is simply a wonderful hand rejuvenation," Zhu Dage was envious on the side, and said curiously, "Ning Caichen, how do you know that this Miss Jing Miaoyi's hand is cursed?"

"Nothing but the curse is hard to explain."

Jiang Ming shrugged his shoulders and became strange.

Why can't Zhu Dage understand such an obvious thing?

It's a curse.

Jiang Zhiyi stared at Jiang Ming with all his eyes, regarded Jiang Ming as a treasure, and couldn't help but say, "If Lord Ning Caichen can let me follow, then I will definitely die without regrets."

"Next time, next time."

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyi said such an exaggerated, Jiang Ming also relieved Jiang Zhiyi's enthusiasm, so he found an excuse to say.

"Then I'll wait for Lord Ning Caichen's arrival."

Jiang Zhiyi listened to it in his heart, and his whole person was full of spirit, as if he had imagined a better life with Jiang Ming's master and apprentice in the future.

"I'll send you out, it's not good to stay in this mass grave for a long time, it will damage your life."

Chong Siming remembered something, and hurriedly followed Jiang Ming and Zhu Dage to speak.

Now that Jiang Ming has saved Jing Miaoyi, that is, his great benefactor, he will not be wary of his great benefactor at all.

Hearing this, Zhu Dage instantly panicked, looked at Jiang Ming and said, "Then we have to hurry up, don't miss the time then."

Jiang Ming was amused by Zhu Dage's hurried style, and hurriedly said to Chong Siming, "Then it's up to you to arrange."

Chong Siming nodded, and led a few people to a small road.

However, before he could go out, a group of marrymen appeared in the distance.

However, all kinds of equipment were complete, but there was no one on the horse, and they were all walking out of thin air.

Where the team is, there will be a white mist, and the white mist is very thin, so that people can see the team clearly.

I don't know who is waiting in the sedan chair in the middle, and the curtains on the sedan chair have no traces of floating up because of lifting.

"Summoned ghosts?"

Zhu Dage was scared and chatted with Jiang Ming in his heart.

"Where did the ghost come from in this world?"

Jiang Ming felt that Zhu Dage was making a big fuss, so he couldn't help but reply.

Jing Miaoyi took out an antique fan from her pocket, and glanced at Jiang Ming and the others, "I'll solve it, you guys will wait."

Zhu Dage couldn't hold back his curiosity, and whispered to a few people, "What is this team for?" Is it a marriage?"

Chong Siming didn't like Zhu Dage very much, but because Zhu Dage was walking with Jiang Ming, he replied: "That's the little immortal who has become an immortal in this mass grave, and he has obviously become an immortal, but he has to create such a gloomy atmosphere, and some people are afraid of it."

"Has this little fairy been dumped?"

Jiang Ming listened to it in his ear, and couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, you said forbidden words, I hope you don't hear that little fairy, that little fairy is annoying."

Chong Siming's expression was uncertain.

"We're all here."