"yes! That's great. Xuan Ling seemed to be in the dark, and when she was helpless, a beam of light suddenly shone around her.

"Work less and recuperate, so he can live a few more years. Hearing this, Xuan Ling knew that there was something in the other party's words.

She shook her hand and asked in a trembling voice, "What if he doesn't listen?"

"The meridians are damaged, and the body cannot withstand the impact of such powerful qi and blood. Within three years, he would be bedridden and paralyzed. ”

Yes!

Although Xuan Ling had prepared for the worst a long time ago, she didn't expect that this bad would be really unacceptable.

Xuan Ling was not overly sad, she cleaned up her mood.

In the land of China, there are countless strange people and strange things, and there are many famous doctors and doctors. This person is not good, just find another one.

It was only through this battle that she realized that her kung fu was too weak, and if it hadn't been for an accident during the battle, she wouldn't have been able to cure even a second-rate young master.

In this way, let alone worrying about Fengshu, she is very likely to become a burden to Fengshu.

I have to be stronger!

"Where's my young master?" After chatting for so long, Yang Boci remembered that Lu Yi went to chase Xuanling, and Xuanling came back, so where did his young master go? After Yang Zhongcheng lost the battle with Fengshu, almost all his thoughts fell on Fengshu. As for Lu Yi, he had long forgotten about it.

Yang Boci's question, Xuan Ling remembered what was going on.

Fengshu was seriously injured and in a coma, and she was not strong on her own, and in the face of Yang Boci and Yang Zhongcheng, the two masters, she had no chance of winning.

But because of this, she has to use her own ability to protect the darts that Fengshu is desperately guarding.

"Shall we make a deal?"

Seeing that she was confident and full of confidence, Yang Boci couldn't help but ask curiously: "Tell me, what kind of deal?"

"With the life of your son, in exchange for the safety of this dart. ”

"Why am I qualified to negotiate terms with us!" Now that Fengshu is seriously injured, he has no combat power, whether it is a dart or taking their lives, it is as easy as a bag to retrieve things.

"I beat him..."

"What? You defeated him?" Yang Boci still had luck, for him to complete the task assigned by the young master, it was the top priority.

"Yes, I not only defeated him, but sealed him in ice. ”

"You won't lie to me, will you?" Yang Boci was suspicious and didn't dare to agree to her request easily.

"If you don't believe me, do you?

Yang Boci and Yang Zhongcheng followed Xuan Ling to Golden Beach.

Yang Boci saw Lu Yi and was sealed alive in three-foot-thick ice. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a silk thread flew away.

The thread tied up the ice cube in an instant, and as soon as Yang Ci pulled his hand, the ice cube was immediately lifted and flew in front of him.

The ice fell to the ground, and it was as intact as ever, without any damage.

"This is my sealing technique, frozen three feet! Only I can unlock it!"

Yang Boci was a little unconvinced, and with a mention of his hand, the silk thread was released.

Dangdang, the silk thread, attacked the big ice again and again, and the big ice was unscathed. This silk thread was originally Yang Cixing's medical needle and thread, and it was also his weapon.

Yang Boci attached his strength to the silk thread, and the silk thread was blown and broken, and it was no longer a problem to cut copper and gold.

Their brothers didn't grab the blood-drinking sword, at most they were only angry with Lu Yi.

But if Lu Yi died, the lives of the four brothers would be difficult to protect.

Yang Boci nodded immediately and said helplessly: "Okay, I promise you." ”

Xuan Ling couldn't wait to go back, and Yang Zhongcheng followed her and kept asking about the various deeds of Fengshu.

Yang Boci stood on the river beach, looking at the large patch of river grass swaying in the wind, and watching the water of the Mighty River in the distance rolling forward.

He sighed helplessly: "Young master, we did our best, don't blame us!"

A silk thread flew out of Yang Boci's hand, tied a large ice cube like a coffin into a knot, and slowly pulled it back.

The Mighty River is long, first-class to the east, until it reaches the end of Helan Mountain. Here, it converges with the Jiangliu River and the Mingcang River to form a larger river, which is called the Three Rivers.

The Sanjiang River is wide and deep, the river channel is wide, and the river transportation is developed. There is a small bank mouth every thirty or forty miles along the river, and there are dozens of small wooden houses near the bank mouth without exception. Outside the cabin, there are always delicate women sitting.

They are either amorous, shy and affectionate, cold and arrogant, or gentle as water. They sat outside the door, just to wait for the businessmen to pass by, and make a few flesh money overnight.

The priest left Sumo City and walked towards Youzhou City. He stopped and stopped along the way, and he fell in love and love along the way, and every beautiful woman who spent a good night with him was his favorite.

On the riverside avenue, there are two people who are in love with me and walking slowly.

The priest walked hobbly, and he still carried a wine bag in his right hand. On the left-hand side, a young girl supported him steadily, afraid that he would fall to the ground, her name was Qing'er.

The priest saw that she had a beautiful face, her face was as white and tender as the root of an onion, and between her frowns, two shallow dimples grew on her cheeks.

There is a touch of beauty in the greenness, just like the delicate flowers that are hanging with dew in the morning and waiting to bloom.

The god servant was so fascinated that he couldn't help it anymore, so he leaned over with a face.

Qing'er blocked with her left hand, and suddenly pushed away the stinky mouth that he came over.

"Qing'er, you lied to me, you don't love me at all, you don't want me, you must dislike me!"

As soon as Qing'er's right hand was released, the priest was no longer being held, his body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground.

Qing'er pouted, her eyes lowered, and she stomped her foot. "I think you don't love me?"

"How can it be? My love for you can be learned from heaven and earth, and I will never change my heart. ”

"You keep saying that you love me, but in the end, it's not for the sake of making out with me. When you did this, did you consider my mood and my feelings?" Qing'er's eyes were slightly red, and she scolded angrily: "Men are all big pigs' trotters, and there is no good thing. ”

After saying this, Qing'er squatted on the ground. She clasped her hands around her knees and buried her head deep in the crook of her arms.

Ahh

She couldn't take it anymore and cried vigorously.

The priest pinned the wine bag to his waist, and he also squatted down, "Okay, don't cry, it's me who is wrong, I can't compensate you." ”

Qing'er cried a little quieter, "I'd rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than the man's mouth." ”

"So, when you arrive in Sanjiang Town tomorrow, I will give you a pair of pure gold dragon and phoenix bracelets. ”

Qing'er's crying stopped, and she slowly stood up.

"Okay, good, I was wrong, I won't you off next time. The priest put his arm around her shoulders and tried to please her, like a child who had made a mistake.

Qing'er, who was wiping her tears, was amused by his appearance.

Hmph, she chuckled with her right hand over her mouth.

"A beautiful smile is worth a thousand gold. ”