Chapter 102: Life hangs by a thread

The dantian in Ouyang Xiaochuan's body was empty, and there was no trace of vitality. And his internal organs are already full of holes, except for his heart, which is relatively intact.

And all the bones in his body are broken beyond repair. The arms, in particular, have almost turned into bone slag.

This is the current situation of Ouyang Wujian's investigation of Ouyang Xiaochuan.

Although Ouyang Xiaochuan still has a breath at the moment, it is not much different from a dead person.

"Hurry up and carry the fourth young master in!"

Ouyang Wujian turned around and shouted to the people behind him who were stunned.

"Yes!"

Everyone hurriedly came back to their senses, and four of the guards hurriedly stepped forward and took Ouyang Xiaochuan lightly from Ouyang Wujian's arms.

"Be careful! Don't hurt him. ”

Qu Yuanyuan cried left and right.

"Yes. Five Ladies. ”

......

It took more than ten seconds to get back to the house, but it took a few minutes for several people to walk to the stone bed in Ouyang Xiaochuan's bedroom.

"Tap!"

The four of them slowly put Ouyang Xiaochuan flat on the stone bed and retreated.

Qu Yuanyuan and the other four of them sat on the edge of the stone bed, took out his square towel and gently wiped Ouyang Xiaochuan's dark cheeks. The two lines of hot tears were like pearls with broken threads, sliding down his cheeks and dripping on Ouyang Xiaochuan's arms and tattered clothes.

Ouyang Wujian stood aside, looking at Ouyang Xiaochuan, who was unconscious like a dead man, but there were many doubts in his heart.

When did he start cultivating? What did he cultivate? Vitality was definitely not. If it is vitality, why has the dantian not changed in the slightest, it is impossible to not even have a trace of vitality.

What are those two things of his? How could they conjure up a mountain reckless ox from them? It is certainly not a magic shadow rune, and a magic shadow rune can only gather the soul of a demonic beast, how can there be so many? But I have never heard of such a treasure as a magic shadow rune.

Where did he get these two things?

Ouyang Wujian was puzzled.

If you can't think of a reason, then you don't have to think about it, if he can escape this catastrophe, it's not too late to ask him in the future.

Ouyang Wujian exhaled lightly, let out a long breath, turned around and walked out of the room.

Outside the door, there were still people from the house who had heard the noise.

Seeing Ouyang Wujian come out, everyone hurriedly lowered their heads slightly to face Ouyang Wujian.

Ouyang Wu raised his head, looked at the cloudless sky, and lowered his head again.

"What do you see?"

Ouyang Wujian asked lightly.

The crowd didn't know how to answer for a moment, and looked left and right at each other.

"Come home, Lord, and see nothing. ”

One of the people standing in the front row bent down and rested his right hand on his left chest.

"We didn't see anything. ”

Only then did everyone react and bent down in unison.

"If today's events are known to outsiders. Don't blame me for not remembering old love!"

A coercion came out of the body and rushed straight to the people opposite.

"Yes, Master. ”

Everyone was in a cold sweat, and the coercion disappeared, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry! no one outside will know what's going on here. ”

Ao Huang, who was still sitting on the steps on the side, suddenly spoke.

Ouyang Wujian turned his head and looked at Ao Huang coldly. Back again.

"All of you go down!"

"Yes, Master!"

The crowd slowly retreated.

Ouyang Lengyue stood behind everyone and saw all the scenes just now. With a cold face, she couldn't see what she was thinking.

Ouyang Lengyue turned around and walked towards the front yard with everyone.

After everyone left, Ouyang Wujian looked left and right at the two Ouyang Xiaochuan's things that fell on the ground full of big pits.

The brush had shrunk to the same size as a normal brush, and it was lying not far from Ouyang Wujian, while the album still fell to the base of the wall on the right.

Ouyang Wujian raised his footsteps and walked towards the brush.

"Whoosh!"

Ouyang Wujian didn't take a few steps, but the brush suddenly flew away.

Ouyang Wujian stood on his feet and turned around, just as he saw Ao Huang turning the missing brush between his fingers.

"Give it back to me!"

Ouyang Wujian said coldly in a commanding tone.

"It's not yours, why should I give it back to you?"

Ao Huang continued to fly the brush in his hand up and down.

Ouyang Wujian's face was angry, his left fist was clenched, and his right hand was tightly gripping the Nine Swords.

"Whoosh!"

The album in the corner of the wall flew into Ao Huang's hand again.

"This is my son's belonging, please give it back to me. ”

Ouyang Wujian said coldly again.

"He's my little brother. His stuff is mine, and you can't do it if you're his son. ”

Ao Huang said, and the two things in his hand disappeared out of thin air. Ouyang Wujian naturally knew that those two things had entered Ao Huang's storage space.

"Father has asked me to treat you well, but don't go too far. ”

Ouyang Wujian slowly let go of his clenched fists, still looking angry.

Ouyang Xun warned him that he must have a good relationship with this child, even if he can't win him over, he can't offend. His request, the family tried their best to meet it, and there was no embarrassment.

Thinking of Ouyang Xun's words, Ouyang Wujian suppressed the anger in his heart.

"It's good to know!"

Ao Huang pursed his lips and stood up and walked towards the room. The blade horn Thunder Leopard beside him straightened up and looked at Ouyang Wujian for a few seconds before turning around and following in.

"Grid, grid!"

When had Ouyang Wujian been so humiliated, his fists were clenched, and the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, making a sound like fried beans.

......

Ouyang Lengyue returned to her room and sat down at the stone table in the main hall, her face very ugly. It was as if there was a fire burning in his eyes.

Suddenly, Ouyang Lengyue stood up, quickly picked up his silver sword on the table, and quickly drew out the long sword.

The blade glowed with a faint blue light.

"Click!"

Ouyang Lengyue raised her hand and slashed at the stone table beside her. The stone table is split in half from the middle like tofu.

"Humph!"

Ouyang Lengyue snorted coldly, put the long sword back into its scabbard, and turned back into the bedroom......

......

"The head of the family, Elder He is here. ”

"I've seen the head of the house. ”

Ouyang Wujian turned sideways at the two of them, staring directly at the wall that was broken by Ouyang Xiaochuan.

"Let's go inside!"

Ouyang Wujian didn't turn around, and ordered lightly.

The two looked at each other.

"Yes, Master. ”

He Lao nodded and entered Ouyang Xiaochuan's room.

"Go back!"

"Yes. ”

......

"Fifth lady. ”

"Old He, take a look, how is Chuan'er. ”

Hearing the voice, Qu Yuanyuan hurriedly got up, wiped the tears on his cheeks indiscriminately, and moved out of the way.

"Don't worry, the fifth lady, let the old man take a look first. ”

As he spoke, He Lao sat down in the position where Qu Yuanyuan had just sat and gently pulled up one of Ouyang Xiaochuan's arms.

I saw that He Lao gently put a little thumb on Ouyang Xiaochuan's wrist. In the next second, I saw a soft red line slowly walking upstream under the flesh skin of Ouyang Xiaochuan's arm.

He Lao's strength is not high, only the strength of a high-level martial artist, but his alchemy is difficult to match in Flame City. There would be no more than three people in the entire Flame City who could be on an equal footing with him.

If an alchemist can refine an elixir that is beneficial to the human race, he naturally has to have a deep understanding of the physique of the human race.

Judging how a person's injuries should be treated, what kind of pill should be used, if the alchemist does not know, it is estimated that no one dares to say that he has a way.