The young man lying flat on the bed was stripped clean, and although the Red Lian Fairy was a decisive female devil, she had never had such an embarrassing experience. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info on this river and lake, who can make her do her best to this point?

After pondering for a long time, Li Mochou did not intend to regret it. She has made up her mind, even if she fails, she will only be paralyzed for life, and she will live in seclusion with him for the rest of her life.

The silver needle was sharp, flying in the palm of the red fairy, and she had to open up the Ren pulse first. In the half month before Lu Baiyi woke up, she had carefully probed the meridians in his body, but fortunately, it was as she expected. The speed at which the meridians were burst was too fast, and they were not too badly damaged, but the truncated parts were all connected by Qi, so he could survive.

According to the record of "Su Wen: The Theory of Bone Emptiness", the person who is in the pulse starts from the middle pole, above the hair, through the abdomen, above the guanyuan, to the throat, to the upper mouth, to the face, and into the eyes.

So to re-penetrate the Ren vein, what Li Mochou has to do is not only to puncture the blockage, but also to ensure that the internal qi in the Ren vein can flow and circulate, but she cannot retain her own internal qi.

Calm and calm, the finger technique is swift and gentle, giving birth to all kinds of changes in the square inch, or picking, or thorning, or bearing, or through, like butterflies dancing between the fingers.

The silver light flickered and beat, reflecting the fine beads of sweat on the red practice fairy's forehead, and her mind was completely immersed in it, without the slightest concern.

This is a story that was unimaginable in the past.

"Limbo, bring it in. After a slight pause, Li Mochou commanded lightly. Although decisive, she was by no means completely unprepared, these days were not only testing Lu Baiyi's vitality, but also testing herself.

He who is good at poison will be good at healing. However, the human body is circumferential, and there are eight veins of strange meridians, among which the mysteries are innumerable, and how can she be able to penetrate it alone.

So this month, she reorganized what she had learned in the past, exhausted her wisdom and experience, and combined with the changes in Lu Baiyi's body during this time, she made a choice.

Perhaps, this is not fair to Lu Baiyi, but how can she care.

So far, everything has been consistent with Li Mochou's guess. The meridians in Lu Baiyi's body gradually fused with his flesh and blood, if he didn't help him reopen and shape, then this would happen in the end.

has a body at the level of the unity of heaven and man, but can never cultivate the realm of the unity of heaven and man, limited by age, and finally wasted his life.

I'm right, and if I'm wrong, it's the world that is wrong. This is Li Mochou's truest state of mind, and it is also her character.

So only she can make this decision for Lu Baiyi desperately.

Looking at her hesitant steps, Li Mochou's face was a little worried, and she coldly reprimanded: "Don't hurry up, if something goes wrong, I won't spare you!"

"Yes, Master. Hong Lingbo replied tremblingly, her awe of her master made her ignore her shyness, and quickly lifted the wooden barrel full of boiled medicinal soup to the side of the bed.

The medicinal soup is as thick as ink and overflows with the aroma of osmanthus flowers. But who knows, this is actually a barrel of extremely violent poison, poisonous enough to corrode skin, flesh and bones.

A layer was dug out with a special wooden spoon, like a skilled oil merchant draining the oil, and dripped it into the hole that had just been pierced by the ice spirit silver needle.

Severe illness requires fierce medicine, Li Mochou knew that Lu Baiyi's body and flesh had now been integrated into the purest Qi, and the ordinary internal qi veins were not as healing as his own at all, so he had to use the strongest poison.

The ink porridge-like poison came into contact with Lu Baiyi's flesh and skin, making the most harsh strange sound, but Li Mochou ignored it and still followed the previous steps calmly.

Hong Lingbo, who was on the side, was extremely frightened, as if he had re-recognized his master, but the awe was still awe, but there was more silent pity for the young man on the bed.

This poison is so intense that it is like boiling oil touching the skin, and even if you endure the pain, you may not be able to cut the tendons of your body and tremble naturally.

However, Lu Baiyi did not.

There was patience and confusion in his eyes, but after all, there was no resistance.

Yes, he had long been aware of Li Mochou's actions, but he chose to let it go. Even though the pain is like maggots attached to the bones, densely crawling all over his body and mind, he still chooses to let it go.

This world, to me, means nothing.

Just like when he first met the blind master, he was moved and angry, sad and hateful, but the long wind blowing in his heart did not leave a trace.

He doesn't have the desire to live, he sees this world as just a game, so he has customer service, not something else unknown.

Unfortunately, he soon had no time to think, but it was probably a blessing for him.

The pain in the pulse is not just a moment, but accumulates and intensifies. At first, it was just a sting, but gradually it turned into a swarm of ants, and then ten thousand knives were added, and they wanted to tear people apart.

Pain is something you don't need to think about, but you need to get your pulse going. Lu Baiyi had never practiced internal strength, and the blind master had not taught him, but he naturally understood what Li Mochou had done.

He just felt that there was no point in living, but he was not a fool. If Li Mochou wanted to kill him, why bother so much, looking at the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, it proved how draining it was.

If it is not to kill him, then it is even less likely to harm him, naturally there is only one possibility.

"I'm Li Mochou, I said that if you can be cured, you will definitely be cured. ”

Lu Baiyi remembered what the Chilian Fairy said after they met and talked. Although the rivers and lakes are full of notoriety, she does live up to her words.

The young man who has never practiced internal strength does not understand the truth, but in his previous life, he was still exposed to the knowledge of the so-called meridians, so he generally understands that doing so must be related to the "broken meridians" that the customer service has commented on him.

The meridians of ordinary people themselves are not penetrating, because penetrating does not have any effect. However, for those who practice internal strength, the meridians that run through them are the guarantee of the smooth flow of internal qi. For those who practice internal strength, the internal qi in the body is transported for a long time along with the breathing method, and naturally changes the meridians in the same way that the flow of water changes the river, and finally until it penetrates.

And what about yourself?

I'm afraid that not only will I not be able to practice the inner strength and mental method, but I will also shorten my lifespan. This is the real danger of going mad, this kind of scourge never happens directly, but when it erupts, it will definitely be dead.

But now I'm afraid not. Lu Baiyi smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and the corners of his lips struggled to raise an angle that he couldn't distinguish.

"Why...... You want to save me?"

Li Mochou stared at the young man who made a sudden voice on the bed, stunned for a moment, but the movements in his hands still did not stop.

"Your life is mine. ”

Next to the bed, Li Mochou lowered his head and answered the young man's question, as if he used a reasonable tone to determine where the young man belonged.

The teenager did not speak, did not agree, and did not deny. Perhaps what he cares about is not the answer, but the answer itself.