Chapter 9: The Magic Hands (2)
So Fang Ling couldn't help but pity this girl, he sighed lightly, his eyes fell on the little white dog, and suddenly his heart was shocked, by the way, isn't the immortal art on his right palm has the ability to heal? Although he has only treated the little white dog's foot injury, he can't be completely sure how strong the healing ability of this immortal technique is, but he should give it a try.
If it can really cure the girl's lameness, then the ability of this immortal art is amazing.
Having made up his mind, he couldn't help but say to the girl, "Can I take a look at your feet?"
The girl was slightly stunned, although she was also free and generous, but in the face of such a sudden request from a strange young man, it was naturally impossible to agree, instead of handing her feet over, she put her feet back, and looked at Fang Ling with some vigilance.
Fang Ling also felt that it seemed that the question was too abrupt, and said with a little smile on his face: "I don't mean anything else, just to see if I can cure your foot." ”
The girl frowned slightly, as if she had heard a joke: "Cure my feet?" Daddy has invited a lot of famous doctors to treat me, but they haven't improved at all, can you cure me well?"
"How do you know if you haven't tried it?" Fang Ling smiled slightly, "Miss, you don't have to be afraid that I will hurt you, now the people in the mansion are like carp crossing the river, if you find something wrong, you can call someone at any time." ”
Hearing Fang Ling say this, the girl pursed her lips tightly, although she felt that it was a bit unreasonable to be able to cure her feet, but as the young man said, he didn't have any reason to deceive himself, but he just handed his feet to a stranger and pinched them, how could he feel that it was against etiquette.
Seeing that the girl frowned and thought about it, and there was no movement for a long time, Fang Ling smiled bitterly, if she thought about it like this, she couldn't think of a result until it was dark, but even if the immortal art in her hand couldn't cure her foot, at least it could make the situation a little linked.
He simply stretched out his hand, grabbed her ankle a little domineeringly, and at the same time admonished, "Don't be afraid, it will be a little hot." ”
As soon as the hand grasped the injured foot, the lines in the palm began to rotate rapidly, and at the same time, a fiery feeling suddenly rose in the body, and the sun fire stored in the body was stimulated and quickly flowed to the palm, and invaded the girl's feet along the lines.
The girl was taken aback, and was about to break free, but immediately felt a warm sensation in her ankle. Ever since I injured my foot, I felt like pins and needles every moment, and even the pain of flesh cutting.
However, this feeling of warmth is like dipping your feet in warm water, and the pain in your feet has diminished a lot.
Fang Ling saw that the girl had no intention of struggling anymore, and was secretly surprised, it seemed that this immortal technique was indeed useful not only for wounds, but also for broken ankles.
At this time, the lines on the dagger also began to rotate with the treatment, and wisps of sun fire energy were absorbed in, transmitted to Fang Ling's palm, and then into the girl's ankle.
Feeling the temperature of his palm intently, he didn't know when, Fang Ling seemed to have entered a realm of selflessness, as if his eyes could see the texture of his muscles, and he could see the lines constantly shuttling in his ankles.