Chapter 80: Now Miraculous

A sound of horses' hooves startled Wei Si'er, who was lying on the grass and asleep, she saw a bloody one from the gap between everyone's legs, her shirt was on the white clothes, extremely dazzling, and she suddenly woke up, and when she got up, she only felt soreness all over her body, and her face was sad: "I know that you Jianghu people, who fight and kill all day long, have died again, I want to go back, you don't let me, when I see my grandfather, I will definitely cut off your head!" Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wei Chuan squatted on the ground, watching Shen Yiwu carefully apply the colorful medicinal powder from a small copper pot to the wounds that had hurt the muscles and bones, and then spread out the needle bag, took out gold and silver needles of different thicknesses and lengths, or stabbed and pierced, or kneaded and sneaded.

Wei Si'er squeezed in and saw the person lying on the ground, it was the arrogant and unruly Mo Zihan, who was covered in blood at this time, his face was gray, and he was already dead, Shen Yiwu was still pretending to be a ghost there, his whole body was full of needles, like a hedgehog, and he couldn't help muttering, "People are dead and cold, and they are still pretending to be here, like a half-fairy...... The swaggering and deceitful Ye Lang Zhong ......"

Shen Yiwu was dripping with sweat on his forehead, and he was holding his breath, carefully taking out a silver needle that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and putting it into a foot-long bamboo tube, plugging the wooden stopper, he exhaled very relievedly, and raised his eyes to glance at Wei Si'er, "If I revive him, girl, what should you do?"

Wei Si'er pursed her lips, full of disbelief, and snorted lightly. "What does it have to do with me if you can't save you or not? You want me to keep your head ......"

"Hey, hey. If Master Mo survives, you will marry this ...... Let's go under the gate of Huashan. Shen Yiwu applied the ointment cloth to the wound. While joking, there was no smile on his face.

Wei Si'er was because Wei Chuan made this joke at that time, making her everyone's laughing stock, and they all pushed her around, making her feel that she was not wanted, so she left in shame, and at this time, when she heard Shen Yiwu mention it again, she was both annoyed and helpless. was both shy and aggrieved, but this time she didn't pity herself, but "swooped", pulled out the short sword at her waist, fell on Shen Yiwu's neck, and said angrily: "If you laugh at me again, I will wipe your neck." ”

Shen Yiwu continued to work as if nothing had happened, ignoring her.

Wei Si'er frowned. pouted, revealing a stunned expression, seeing that Shen Yiwu was stunned, he was not afraid of her at all. So he moved the sword to Wei Chuan's neck again, "Uncle, I blame you." You don't turn against me, but make fun of me......"

"Put your sword away!" Wei Chuan slowly got up. "Don't call me uncle in the future, I have nothing to do with your Wei family. ”

Shen Yiwu stopped everything in his hands. sighed, stood up, wiped the sweat on his forehead, "Alas, it seems that the girl is on the thief ship this time, my lazy boy, I also have to be a thief, I pity the rich lady who has always called around, now I can only be at the mercy of others, I can't help myself, this person, there is always a temporary difficulty......"

Wei Si'er was angry, she really wanted to slash Shen Yiwu, who was full of cool words, and she wanted to stop talking, she had nothing to say, she glanced at everyone, stomped her feet, and squeezed out, "It's all your Huashan faction's pro-bastard, bullying me myself!"

Wei Chuan was worried about his daughter Wei Xiao'an, and he had been looking solemn, at this time the sunset was fading, the night was approaching, a faint blue and white full moon, hanging obliquely on the mountain, Mo Zihan was still silent, even if he woke up, he was injured and needed to recuperate, and it was difficult to hurry, so he asked: "Shen Gongzi, how can he wake up." ”

"Half an hour, you will inevitably wake up, and then take the pill after waking up, and after an hour, you can get on the horse and hurry. Shen Yiwu was full of certainty, and his tone was affirmative.

"Liar!" Wei Si'er held her face, her mouth popping.

Wei Chuan thoughtfully, nodded, and then said in a loud voice: "Drink horses!"

The disciples knew that the master was going to wait here for an hour, and then they hurried to catch up with the Qitian Pavilion Martial Arts Conference, so they took action one after another.

"Master...... Liu Yi snatched one of our horses, and his horse stayed there......" Miao Wu pointed to the white horse.

Wei Chuan pondered for a moment, "Whoever rides is the owner of the horse." ”

Shen Yiwu took out the silver needle on the side, verified that the wild grass on the ground was not poisonous, and then ordered everyone to lead the horse into the forest, and then stayed at Mo Zihan's side, frowning and staring, it seemed that he was not completely sure, he saw everyone, his heart was bottomless, half an hour had passed, the night was gloomy, the moon was like a bright lamp, Mo Zihan still had no movement, probing his pulse, but the tentacles were cold, how could there be any signs of coming back to life, Tang Zijin asked Shen Yiwu with a tired voice: "Can this still be lived?" If it can't be saved, Shen Gongzi has done his best, we don't have to wait any longer." ”

Shen Yiwu knew that everyone was a little anxious, but he was unwilling, and squeezed out a smile and said, "Wait a while!"

Wei Chuan sat on the side, looking at the immortal sword in his hand, silent, thinking back to what the Wei family ancestral hall had experienced, looking up at the never-ending dark clouds and lightning, his heart was full of mixed feelings: "There are thunderstorms all year round on sunny days, there will never be daylight, my grandmother is imprisoned in it, and I can't get out for more than two hundred years, how can I stand the suffering, I will win the martial arts alliance master on this trip, win the qualification to stay in the land for a year, and find a way to rescue my grandmother." He was thinking, while still stroking the surface looking at the rusty, but in his hands the smooth blade, because he fell into deep thought, his fingers had been cut by the blade, and the blood flowed, but he didn't realize it, the blood did not flow down the blade, but was quickly sucked, Wei Si'er, who was sitting on the other side of the stone road, was still angry in his heart, and looked at it from time to time, hoping that his uncle could take care of him, and then suddenly found that the broken sword that was originally reflecting the cold light of the moon was like a firefly, flickering and faintly emitting a faint blue light, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:" Uncle!"

When everyone heard this cry of surprise, they thought that Mo Zihan had woken up, so they hurriedly got up, "Is Master Mo awake?"

"No, you see!" Wei Si'er got up and pointed at Wei Chuan, Wei Chuan knew that Wei Si'er was an idle little elf, for half an hour, she didn't say a word, it was very abnormal, she must be thinking of ghost ideas to be naughty, so she casually looked back, and saw her pointing this way, disapproving, "You want to ...... again"

"Master, your sword!" all the disciples exclaimed in unison, their eyes sparkled over, he looked down at it, startled himself, the whole sword, whether it was the blade or the handle, emitted a blue light, flickering brightly and darkly, like a living thing, surprised, felt a faint pain in his fingers, and looked closely, it turned out to be cut, and on the long sword, there was no blood, which was confusing. When he held his breath, the long sword immediately brightened, no longer darkened, when he exhaled, the clear light dimmed again, repeated several attempts, only to know that this sword light, as he breathed alternately light and dark, although he didn't know the reason, but felt very excited.

"Master...... It's a divine sword......"

"Master, where did you get it from, it seems that when you arrived at the Wei Mansion, I saw you take ......"

Wei Si'er frowned, "I have never had a sword like this in my family, oh...... It must have been stolen from someone's house that night. ”

"Nonsense!" Ding Yang retorted with a face: "Is everyone the same, will they steal other people's things?"

"Who stole something, I never stole anything, you are talking nonsense!" Wei Si'er held her face high and approached with a deceptive approach.

Ding Yang hurriedly took two steps back, "This ...... Even if you didn't steal, why do you say that my master stole something......

"You...... I ......" Wei Si'er was extremely angry and speechless.

"Okay, don't make any noise, if you make noise in the cave room another day, no one will care about it...... The dead are happy, and you two are at ease. Shen Yiwu stared at Mo Zihan, whose lips moved slightly, and his face was happy.

"Shut up!" Ding Yang and Wei Si'er scolded Shen Yiwu in unison, and then "snorted" again, and their eyes parted.

"Ahem...... Uh......" Mo Zihan suddenly coughed, touched the wound, showed a painful face, and his eyebrows were locked and moaned.

"Alive, alive, really God. ”

"Tonight is a great harvest, I met two gods, a divine doctor, and a divine sword, haha!" Xiao Liu laughed quietly.

Shen Yiwu took the pill and fed it into Mo Zihan's mouth, and said with a faint smile: "Could it be that when Shen treated your noble master Wei Daxia, he was not a god?"

Wei Si'er bandaged Wei Chuan's wound with a handkerchief, and snorted, "My uncle Jiren Tianxiang, don't sell credit here." ”

"Hahaha, it seems that Master Mo is also a Jiren celestial phenomenon, and it must be auspicious to be able to walk with Jiren all the way. Shen Yiwu smiled at Mo Zihan.

"Liu Yi can't kill ......" Mo Zihan swallowed the pill and didn't answer the question, but coldly spit out a confusing word. (To be continued.) )