Xue Wuya changed his usual deep and steady in front of his apprentices, and became a little louder.

As soon as he met this old thing, he was very upset, if it weren't for the seriousness of Chen'er's injury, if it wasn't for his concern that Chen'er would be hurt, how could he pull down his face and come to him?

The corners of the Tsing Yi man's lips twitched slightly, and he once again accurately found the acupuncture point and pierced it: "What?" Don't you claim to be the best in the world? Why can't even Chen'er's injuries be healed? If you can't heal it, I'll take the dust away. ”

"You dare!" Xue Wuya took a step forward, directly reached out and grabbed the placket of the Tsing Yi man's clothes, and twisted his body stiffly: "You lost to me fifteen years ago, and you will never be qualified to become Chen'er's master, do you want to rebel?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi was twisted by Xue Wuya, his hair was a little gray, especially his temples, there were a lot of gray hairs, his hair was meticulously tied on the top of his head, and he wore a simple green hosta on top of his bun, his sword eyebrows were soothing, his eyes were wide and deep, and there were subtle wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his age looked similar to Xue Wuya.

"The problem now is, you came to me because you don't think you have the power to heal the dust yourself." The man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand and broke Xue Wuya's hand, turned around and continued to apply needles to Baili Wuchen.

Xue Wuya snorted: "It's not that I don't have the ability to cure Chen'er, I want to be foolproof." ”

Chen'er's injury is indeed very serious, and he needs to spend a lot of energy to treat him, not because he is worried that he does not have the ability, but because he is afraid that if he makes a mistake, he will lose Chen'er, which is the result he can't bear.

"Then you don't want to talk so much nonsense, if it affects my mood and I shake my hand in the wrong position, don't blame me."

Xue Wuya glanced at the man in Tsing Yi and snorted: "You said it nicely, I think you can bear it, are you willing to stick in the wrong position?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi nodded: "Yes, I can't bear it, I can't bear it with you, I have been so strict with him for so many years, let him practice what kind of anti-heaven cultivation secrets, let him endure the pain of bone dismantling every three months, you can bear it very much." ”

This sentence seemed to poke at the sore spot of Xue Wuyan, and the anger easily aroused by the man in Tsing Yi instantly wilted, he slowly sat on the edge of the bed, looked sideways at Baili Wuchen in a coma, and sighed: "Do you think I can bear it?" Didn't you see the look in his eyes that aspired to be a strong man at that time, which makes me feel painful every time I think about it. ”

He has never been a soft-hearted person, nor has he ever been a good person, but there is always such a person in this world who can touch the depths of his heart and make him sacrifice everything for that person.

"Who is such a black-hearted person who has fallen such poison on such a young child?" The words spoken by the man in Tsing Yi were also full of anger, as if the poisoned person appeared in front of him, and that person would be wiped out at any time.

Xue Wuya's expression was a little gloomy: "That person may have died, otherwise how could there be no clues for so many years?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi turned his head to look at Xue Wuya, sighed, and asked, "Chen'er's martial arts are so high, how can he be injured like this?" ”

"For a woman."

"What? Woman? Who? ”

Xue Wuya looked at the man in Tsing Yi and replied clearly: "Yu Changqing and Yu Fangfei's daughter, Yu Weiyan." ”