The anxious patriarch Mi Jin insisted on finishing all the work at hand before he stood up and said to the guard Mizhu: "Go to the Medicine Valley." ”

Mizhu was full of excitement, and immediately realized that the wind media just now was likely to come to report the injury of the front-line martial arts, could it be that the front line was defeated!?

Mizhu, who had a bad judgment, suddenly turned bitter and hurriedly went out to prepare the car.

When Mi Jin was greeted by Luan, Mi Zhu couldn't hold back and asked anxiously: "Father, is the news just now related to the front line? Is it the first one who was seriously injured? Or is our front line defeated?"

The son's anxious appearance saw that Mijin frowned for a while, and said, "Be calmer." ”

For a person in a higher position, the invisibility of mood is not forced to be calm, but since something has happened, panic is the most meaningless expression.

You don't have the ability to solve it, but if you only panic in the face of difficulties and can't play your due ability, you don't have the qualifications of the superior, and Mizhu's performance made Mijin very disappointed.

After a while, the two came to the medicine valley, Yaozong Miyu was already waiting at the door, saw the patriarch Mijin who drove down from Luan, and hurriedly stepped forward, and just about to speak, he saw the patriarch Mijin waving his hand and said, "Go in and say." ”

Mi Yu endured the nervousness of wanting to speak, pulled Mi Jin into the quiet room, and before pushing the door, Mi Jin turned back and instructed Mi Zhu: "You handle the door, no one is allowed to approach until I come out." ”

After instructing Mizhu, Mijin followed Miyu into the hint and closed the door.

As soon as he entered the ashram, he saw the people who had been sent to the back of the North Mountain sitting in the ashram, their faces full of gloom, especially the leaders of the group, whose arms were broken and their faces were like ashes.

Although he knew that the United team that had been relied on as a killer weapon was defeated, Mi Jin couldn't imagine what kind of blow would make these battle-hardened Mi Clan Martial Sects have such an expression.

If a plan fails, he can bear it, but he can't afford to lose so much martial arts.

Mi Jin, who had adjusted his mentality, knew that now was not the time to dwell on success or failure, but the critical moment of how to re-establish everyone's confidence, so he smiled and said to Sect Chief Mihu: "These days, thanks to the heavy responsibility of harassing the enemy behind the enemy, the frontal battlefield has gained an advantage, and now it is the right time for the monarchs to come back, with the participation of the monarchs in the war, our coalition army will be able to make a big momentum and take the southwest and southwest foothills of Beishan in one go!"

Mi Jin naturally saw the empty sleeves of the five Mihu, but the rebirth of a severed limb is not a matter at all for a strong background such as Mi's, and those who fight for a lifetime are not entangled in a moment, as long as Mi's can win in the end, this team will be considered a great contribution regardless of victory or defeat.

This response is not unusual, but Mihu and the others were not touched at all, and even the pharmacist Miyu had a strange look.

The strange atmosphere finally made Mi Jinpin feel a little abnormal, and he hurriedly asked, "Gentlemen, this is... What's wrong?"

The dark clouds shrouded over the heads of Mihu and the others, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, looked at each other with an embarrassed face, but no one spoke, or the medicine master Miyu said with difficulty: "Patriarch, I invite you to come this time just to tell you that since yesterday, the doctors in the medicine valley have used three or four rounds of elixirs that can be reborn from broken limbs on the Tiger Sect Leader and several Martial Sect Masters, but the injuries of several adults have not improved in the slightest. ”

"It's like. It's like..."As he spoke, the old pharmacist suddenly ran out of words, as if he couldn't find a suitable word to describe a few people but was more euphemistic.

Mi Hu looked at the embarrassed old pharmacist, stood up, looked at the eyes of the patriarch Mi Jin, and said dejectedly: "It's like a disability born with a strange person, and it can be treated without medicine stones!"

"How come!!" Mi Jin, who had not changed his face before the collapse of Mount Tai, was finally shocked, turned his head to the old pharmacist and asked, "Your lords are obviously arms damaged by the battle, why is it difficult to recover?"

You must know that Mihu's team is the backbone of Mi's active service, and the number of top-level martial arts sects alone is by no means inferior to the frontal battlefield, but it is such a group of top martial artists, but they broke their arms when performing a harassment mission, how can Mijin accept this kind of loss.

Mi's top martial arts sect, all martial arts cultivation is on both fists and bows and arrows, and the loss of hands means that decades of penance are lost, and Mi Jin instantly understood why everyone had that sad and gloomy expression when they came in.

But why, Mi Jin's heart was full of doubts.

The loss of the arms of the active top martial arts sect is a huge blow to the family, but he still thinks of the farther future, if he loses his arms in a big battle with the Tang clan, who will dare to fight to the death for the family in the future?

Once the martial arts of the Tang clan have mastered the secret technique of making the enemy's broken arm unable to be reborn, then it will completely change the pattern of the war between the two clans, and the advantage that the Mi clan alliance now occupies on the frontal battlefield will hardly exist.

To be precise, because of the serious injuries of the five Mihu, the Tang Clan's gains in high-end combat power exceeded the gains of the Mi Clan's frontal battlefield.

In the face of Patriarch Mi Jin's inquiry, the old medicine master could only add his own speculation to the information he had collected from the various injured Martial Sects: "The reason why the Tiger Sect Leader and all the Martial Sect Masters became like this is because when they broke their arms, they were infused with a majestic Gen Earth Innate Qi into their wounds, and this innate Qi was very vicious, and the bones of each meridian in their injuries were broken, so that the medicine stone was useless, because the new body had already considered itself complete. ”

The old medicine master had already said these words to every Wu Zong who had lost his arms, so that when he heard it again, except for the patriarch Mi Jin, who had heard it for the first time, his face was unbearable, and the parties concerned were all numb.

Because in the past day, they had asked the old medicine master countless times, and they had become numb to this answer.

"Is there any cure!?"

Although shocked that the family martial sect had lost his arms in this way, the patriarch Mijin still asked the most crucial question.

"There is no medical forest holy land in the western part of Longzhou, but there is a Baicao Immortal Mansion on the edge of Kunwu City in the middle, maybe you can ask if you can heal the injuries of several adults. The old doctor said and hesitated: "If the Baicao Immortal Mansion can't do anything, you can only go to the Zhongzhou Medicine God Sect." ”

Martial arts have been prosperous for thousands of years, not to mention the rebirth of broken limbs, there are not a few strong people in the fierce realm who reshape their bodies, don't underestimate what terrible things martial idiots will do in order to fit the exercises.

Just reshaping the two arms may not be enough for a wealthy family like Mi, but for a holy place like the Medicine God Sect, it is not a problem.

After listening to what the old pharmacist said, Mi Jin suddenly realized, and finally knew that he was ashamed and embarrassed for the head of the Tiger Sect, at this time, Mi was at the critical point of the war, but the five top martial arts sects in active service had to go to Kunwu City, which was tens of thousands of miles away, to seek medical treatment, with the self-esteem of this group of martial sects, how could they open their mouths. Still worried about the latest chapter you can't find?Amway One or search for Hot/Degree/Net/Article "Remember to remove "/"Otherwise you can't find it", here is a young lady to help you find a book, and chat with you!