The healer's flying sword strikes.

Yan Yunting jumped up and quickly retreated backwards, and at the same time conjured up his guts, and the realm was divided into two, only making a defensive posture.

"Bang ......"

The flying swords intersected, and the fight went back and forth.

The Realm Flying Sword is really easy to use, just stand in the back and use the spiritual power to remotely control, and there is no need to fight in close quarters at all.

The two healers were only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, even if Yan Yunting didn't use his true qi, with his cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Infant, he would be able to deal with the two of them with ease.

The two sides fought in the air for seventy or eighty rounds, and still no one fell behind.

"We'll give you one last chance, get out of the valley or we're going to make a killing move!" The two healers increased their spiritual power output, and the flying sword instantly multiplied and increased, one left and one right blocking Yan Yunting's retreat.

Yan Yunting said coldly: "What about the benevolence of the doctors you repay, this is how you treat patients?" ”

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears, and you will die!"

"I don't have to die—"

"Stop!"

A spiritual light flew out of the medical village, and the woman arrived in time, she flicked her sleeves and took away the flying swords of the two doctors, and said, "Didn't I tell you not to do anything with him?!" ”

The healer whispered, "Lord Gu...... It's this guy, who has been sitting on the cliff staring at our medical village, and it seems that he is plotting against us, and we asked him to leave in a good voice, but he insulted our White Lotus Valley and Jiuqing Sect, saying that we are dogs...... We couldn't get angry enough to make a move with him. ”

The woman whispered: "Stand down!" ”

Two healers stepped back behind her. She turned her eyes and looked at Yan Yunting coldly: "Please also ask Daoyou to leave, I will not pursue tonight's matter." ”

Yan Yunting looked at this "valley master", he heard the two boys called "sir" before, and thought it was a man, but he didn't expect it to be a woman. She has the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant, although she is dressed in plain white cloth, she is elegant and decent, generous, and she will not be old when she listens to the voice, but it is a pity that she can't see the appearance clearly when she wears a power fence.

The heart of a doctor is benevolent, whether it is beautiful or not, the heart must be beautiful.

Yan Yunting smiled politely and said: "Fairy, don't be misled by them, I am seriously injured and I have not long lived, so I want to find a beautiful place in this bleak desert and wait for death quietly." I only have such a small wish, but I am regarded as a bad intention, and I feel a little uncomfortable. ”

"You pretended to be pitiful, and just fought with us, don't we know what you are showing?" The doctor looked at the woman again: "Valley master, don't be deceived by him, this person is not sick at all, he is plotting against him!" ”

The woman raised her hand slightly, motioned for the healer to stop speaking, and then left a sentence: "Since you are willing to wait here for death, then we will not bother." But if you dare to do anything that is not good for the doctor, I will never be polite to you. She beckoned to the two healers:

"Let's go."

"The fairy can't go yet."

"What else do you want?!" The woman was faintly angry.

Yan Yunting smiled and said: "I was sitting here, no one was provoked, they suddenly rushed over and hit me, they hit me, I have to defend, defense requires the use of spiritual power, using spiritual power my injuries will get worse and worse, and the more serious I will die...... Shouldn't the fairy compensate me for the loss of my life? ”

"Valley Master, I said this man is a scoundrel-"

"Shut up." The woman whispered, "Of course I know he's a scoundrel, but if you are more patient, why don't you let him find an excuse?" ”

The two healers bowed their heads.

"You are in good health, why use the excuse of waiting for death to slander people? The last thing in my life is that I am not necessarily a person who jokes with my life," the woman asked coldly: "Just say what you want, if it is within the equivalent range, I will compensate you." ”

Yan Yunting gently lifted his sleeve and exposed his swollen purple hand, "If you don't see a doctor, that's the brain. Child. Yes. Sickness. As you can see, I was poisoned, and before I fought it, it was only slightly swollen, and now it is swollen like this, and my life is really not long. ”

The wind stirred the light veil, a pair of autumn-like eyes fluttered faintly, she hesitated for a moment, and sighed lightly: "You follow me into the hospital, I will do it for you once." ”

Yan Yunting lowered his head and smiled, and happily followed: "I know that the fairy is a healer's benevolence, and he will not die without help." ”

"I saved you to apologize for their recklessness, but don't be too happy, I'll only do it for you once, whether it can be cured or not, you must leave tomorrow."

"That's nature."

……

Yan Yunting followed the woman into a bamboo house, and four plain-clothed doctors were guarding outside the door, very vigilant.

The woman washed her hands in the copper basin, then waved her sleeves, closed the door, and greeted Yan Yunting: "Take a seat, you are below, I am above." ”

She sat above the desk, pulled the switch beside her, and a veil fell from the beam.

"Isn't the fairy wearing a fence? Why do you need a veil? Yan Yunting asked casually after taking a seat.

"Can you handle it?" The woman said softly, "Reach in with your poisoned hand and let me see the injury." ”

Yan Yunting lifted his arms and stretched out into the veil, "It is necessary to remind the fairy, this poison in me is not trivial, you had better bring a condom, so as not to infect you." ”

There was no sound, only a faint touch was felt in the wound, and after a while, the woman's deep voice came from behind the veil: "What kind of poison are you?" ”

"Don't hide it from the fairy, I can't get into this poison in the imagination of ordinary people, it's scorpion venom" Yan Yunting said and added: "The poison of the demon scorpion." ”

There was obviously a little throbbing on the other side, and she was silent for a long time before she asked, "How did you get this poison?" ”

Yan Yunting said softly: "The fairy only needs to tell me if the poison can be solved, if not, I don't think there is any need to waste each other's time, the fairy continues to see a doctor, and I continue to wait for death." ”

The other end was silent for a moment before saying, "I can give it a try......"

It's better to try than to die.

"How long have you been poisoned?" The woman asked.

Yan Yunting thought for a moment and said, "It should be more than half a month." ”

"More than half a month?" The woman was a little surprised: "After being poisoned so much, ordinary people will definitely die in half an hour, how did you survive?" ”

Yan Yunting said: "I have a special technique, temporarily seal the toxin in my arm, and pull out the poisonous blood once a day. ”

"Do you think it works?"

"At first, it was effective, but now it is becoming more and more toxic, and I no longer feel pain in the affected area."

"The meat is almost rotted, where is the pain? The sores were not treated properly, and they were already inflamed......"

"The best thing to do is to cut it down?"

"Then you cut it! What else do you come to me for? ”

Of course, Yan Yunting wouldn't tell her that he had broken his right arm before, and he had also cut meat and reshaped his body. It hurts, it really hurts, but it doesn't matter if it hurts compared to dying.

"Then cut it down." Yan Yunting wanted to withdraw his hand, but the woman pulled him hard: "You sit down for me!" It was accompanied by a rebuke:

"Why are you so careless? Do you cut it if you say it's cut? When your mother conceived and gave birth to you in October, you have to be responsible for every piece of your own flesh and skin, and you can't even cherish yourself. ”

"Uh......" Yan Yunting smiled indifferently, it was the first time he had heard a monk say something like "Mother is pregnant in October" in the fairy world, "Then according to what the fairy sees, how can I keep this arm?" ”

The woman behind the veil gently spat out four words: "Scrape the bones to cure the poison." ”

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