"Hmm...... There's still some life, but he'll need to replenish the blood when he's treated, and I'll have to draw some blood from you later. Xiao Feng let go of Ye Chong's arm hanging under the fishing net, opened his dreamlike eyes, and turned to Li Zhengfan and smiled gently.

Although Xiao Yuesheng is not studying medicine in modern society, but since he got a terminal illness, he has paid a lot of attention to medicine, some basic common sense still understands, and he is accustomed to surgery, which is a great thing in the Song Dynasty.

Although there is no modern instrument, but the same blood type, it can be integrated, it is the most simple and simple way to distinguish, and the sterile environment has the help of his formation, and it is not difficult, so Xiaofeng did surgery, and it was not very difficult, and he was shocked that Hua Tuo was reincarnated, and Bian Que was reborn.

"Xiaolan, go and prepare, enter the dustless house, Xiaomei will give them a blood test and draw blood. Xiao Feng nodded slightly to the people who were looking at him in a daze, quickly ordered the two of them, and then turned around and walked towards the inner hall.

"Help me hold the Ceraki...... Be gentle, don't scare it!" Xiao Lan handed the little red rabbit into the hands of a heroic young swordsman beside her, and seeing that his body was stiff and clumsy, she couldn't help but be a little worried, and carefully instructed before turning around and walking inside.

Although Xiao Lan does not have the graceful and peerless posture of Madam Feng, she is also extremely different, her flesh and bones are as well-proportioned as an orchid, and her temperament is as clear as living in a deep valley, how could that disciple of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect ever see such a person?

Or, Xiao Lanfu walked out again, and came to the Eight Immortals table in the middle, she held a wooden frame in both hands, and a row of transparent glass test tubes were inserted on it, which was almost the same as the hospital in the future.

Xiao Yuesheng used the alchemy technique to burn some glass, which is really easy, and its quality is far better than the glass that enters the foreign region.

This row of delicate glass is extremely dazzling, and the eyes of the twelve swordsmen are dazzling, not only because of their crystal clarity, but also because of their amazing value.

Xiaolan put down the wooden frame and pulled out a glass tube with a needle from the shelf, which is the syringe of the future generations.

Came to the front of the sedan chair, glanced at Ye Chong, who was still in pajamas, the jade hand held his arm hanging by the fishing net, and the other hand moved, and the thin needle that flashed cold was pierced into it, and the snow-white face was not shocked, and it seemed to be a translucent little thumb lightly cocked, which was extremely elegant.

The twelve swordsmen of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect were distracted, paying attention to the surrounding scene and being on guard, while secretly watching Xiaolan's actions, seeing her understatement when she raised the needle and pierced the master's arm, they didn't care, and everyone couldn't help but tighten their hearts, feeling that her elegant and graceful demeanor revealed a faint Rakshasa temperament.

The needle was very thin, and only a small amount of blood was drawn, and it was pulled out, Xiaolan was originally a little finger that was upturned and pressed lightly, and the needle hole where Ye was bleeding was suddenly stuck with a layer of powder, but her little finger was sticking to the blood clotting.

Xiao Lan, dressed in a moon-white robe, walked back to the table of the Eight Immortals lightly, and dripped the blood in the needle into the twelve glass tubes filled with clear water, and the blood beads slowly diffused in the tubes like light smoke.

"Young heroes come here in order. Xiaolan's clear eyes lifted from the glass tube and swept towards everyone, and her crystal little hands beckoned to everyone.

The people of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect glanced at each other, and Li Zhengfan walked over quietly.

"Forefinger out!" Xiao Lan took a silver needle and nodded at his left hand.

In front of a woman like Youlan, although Li Zhengfan is no longer a teenager, he can't help but be a little cramped, his eyes don't dare to stay on her, and he stretches out the index finger of his left hand without hesitation.

He only felt that his index finger was bitten by a mosquito, and the silver light flashed in front of him, and the little hand like jade held the silver needle as if it was motionless.

The instinct of a warrior made his heart feel a pang, such a fast speed, if he made a sword, he was afraid that he would be difficult to resist!

"Drop the blood here!" Xiaolan's voice was cold and delicate, like a cool spring in the summer, and she pointed to the first of the row of glass tubes with a silver needle, and the blood in it had not yet dispersed.

Li Zhengfan collected his thoughts, took a breath with his eyebrows and eyebrows, and pointed a small drop of blood gushing out of his index finger at the glass tube and dripped it in.

He wanted to see what happened after the blood droplets entered the glass tube, but a cold crisp voice sounded in his ears: "Next!"

So the loyal-faced second disciple Li Sishui came over, and Li Zhengfan could only retreat, feeling a little reluctant in his heart.

Xiaolan had put down the original silver needle and pulled it again, and she didn't need to say that Li Sishui had stretched out her index finger.

There was a front as a example, and the back went extremely smoothly and quickly, and soon all twelve people were bloodied by Xiaolan in turn.

Although the master was seriously injured, everyone was inevitably worried, but getting close to a stunning woman like Xiaolan would inevitably make them feel like a soul and their hearts swayed.

The dark curtain hanging in the back room swayed, and the graceful Xiaomei appeared in front of everyone, she had changed into a moon-white silk gown, clinging to her delicate body, highlighting her plump and seductive figure.

"Sister Xiaolan, Madame told you to hurry up!" Xiaomei said with a smile on her slightly round face to Xiaolan, who was bowing her head to inspect the glass tube, and walked towards the vermilion lacquer sedan chair.

"Hmm. Xiaolan agreed lightly, her expression remained unchanged, and her eyes were still wandering on the row of pale red glass tubes.

Xiaomei came to the sedan chair, glanced at Ye Chong, who was unconscious and silent, frowned like a willow leaf, and slowly raised her jade arm, like a ball, her eyes were slightly closed, and she began to calm down.

"Xiaomei, don't be reckless!" At this time, Xiaolan had already straightened up, glanced at Xiaomei, knew what she was going to do, and reminded lightly.

Xiaomei, who was staring at her, bit her ruddy cherry lips, opened her clear beautiful eyes, twisted her full upper body, sighed helplessly, and showed a look of pleading: "Sister Xiaolan, you can help me." ”

"I can't either, I'd better let Madame come. Xiao Lan shook her head, gently brushed the wisp of green silk that drooped to her ear, her eyes turned like water, glanced at the disciples of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect, and said in a crisp voice: "There are two people who match the blood type,...... Fourth and eleventh. ”

Duan Tianya and another young man who was still childish stood up, and Duan Tianya arched his hand: "Miss Lan, I don't know what to do next?"

Xiaolan smiled faintly, picked up the wooden frame, and said to him: "I will draw blood from you later, and the two young heroes can be prepared in their hearts." With that, he turned and walked towards the inner hall.

Xiaomei's somewhat soft voice sounded in their ears, stirring people's hearts: "Hehe, don't faint in fright later, you won't get in the way by pumping some blood." ”

Unknown creates fear, at this time, people take blood very seriously, underestimate the amount of blood contained in the body, and watch the blood in the body flow out little by little.

Duan Tianya's heroic face showed a slight smile, gushing out of the pride of ignoring everything, and he had a moving charm.

It's a pity that the people under Mission Hills Villa are all surprised by handsome men and beautiful women, and their appearance alone can't touch their heartstrings, but Xiaomei turns a blind eye to his smile.

When Xiaolan lifted the curtain and entered, it happened that her Mrs. Feng walked out.

Seeing Xiaomei looking at Xiaolan's back angrily, Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile: "Come in, Xiaomei! ”

"Madame......" Xiaomei snorted, twisting the corners of the moon-white clothes, the full moon-like jade face was full of shame, quite ashamed, it was originally silk satin, and her waist had been wrinkled.

Xiao Feng smiled gently, stretched his right arm forward, and then palmed it up, slowly lifting it from his waist, Ye Zhong, who was originally trapped in the fishing net, slowly rose, like several invisible hands holding it up, the speed was extremely slow, it was the green sword spike inserted in the cold sword in his abdomen, which was also quiet and did not flutter.

Several inhalation sounds sounded in the originally quiet hall, and they were extremely shocked by Xiao Feng's Void Capture Energy, and those with slightly worse concentration couldn't help but inhale deeply.

Xiao Feng's eyes stared intently at Ye Chong, who was already unconscious, with a cautious expression, and saw that he left the fishing net without touching the wound, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The disciples of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect wrapped their nets around the master, and the ropes tied around them were extremely elastic, which slowed down the vibrations on the way, and although the method was indecent, it was also quite useful.

Ye Chong's body left the fishing net, lying flat and floating towards Xiaofeng, to her waist, and then Xiaofeng walked inward with Nana, a jade hand held Ye Chong weakly, the dark door curtain was automatically rolled up, Xiaomei followed Mrs. and disappeared behind the curtain.

The disciples of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect looked at the gently swaying dark cloth curtain and were speechless, they really didn't expect that this delicate and gentle medical immortal would have such a terrifying cultivation!

This kind of trauma is extremely tricky for other doctors, but for Xiaofeng, who has a bit of surgical spiritual edification, it is a lot of effort.

When she returned to Mission Hills, only half an hour had passed.

In the backyard of Mission Hills Villa, under the bright sunshine, warm as spring, on the green grass, everyone is sitting or lying, or squinting and sleeping, or lying on their heads and necks to talk to each other, the voice is as soft as the wind, which is intoxicating.

Xiao Yuesheng was still sleeping on Guo Fu's lap, Wan Yanping sat beside him, and Guo Fu whispered to discuss the embroidery pattern, her embroidery was just learned from Guo Fu, talking about the essence of female red, among all the women, it was Guo Fu who was the first to be recommended, that is, her mother Huang Rong, although she was ingenious, when it came to female red, compared with her daughter, she should also be ashamed.

Xiaoyu sat on Guo Fu's lap, on the other side of Xiao Yuesheng, leaning on Guo Fu's body, but her thighs were used as a pillow by Xiaoxing, although she was holding a book in her hand, her expression was a little lazy, her beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, as if she was drowsy by the sun, and her hands were hanging to her side.

Xiao Yue and Guo Xiang were next to Wan Yanping, lying on their sides, with one arm supporting their heads, speaking in a low voice, their expressions were quite cheerful and full of energy.

As soon as Xiao Fengfu entered the backyard, everyone had already found out.

"Saved people?" Xiao Yu picked up the scroll that fell on the soft grass, opened her slightly narrowed eyes, and looked at Xiao Feng who was holding the little red rabbit, and when she saw Xiao Feng's face, she knew that she had snatched a life from the Yama Palace.

Satsuki got up and ran out with a puff of smoke.

"Hmm,...... Coincidentally, this person still knows each other!" Xiao Feng came to Xiao Yu's side, sat down, and smiled at the people who were looking at her.

"Oh, who is it?" Xiao Yuesheng also opened his worried eyes.

As soon as he moved his mind, he could know the situation of the Rejuvenation Hall, but he didn't do that, not because he was too lazy to do it, but because he gradually realized that ignorance was a blessing, insight was dry, everything was under control, and there was no ordinary happiness.

"It's Ye Chong, do you remember?" Xiao Feng smiled softly at Xiao Yuesheng, her voice was also very gentle, her jade hand caressed Chixia's soft ears, so soft that it made its eyes squint slightly, and it was so comfortable that it wanted to sleep.

Every time she rescued the dying, she felt extremely touched in her heart, and felt that life was fragile and should be cherished.

"It's the head of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect?...... What's wrong with him?" Xiao Yuesheng didn't fluctuate because of his acquaintance, took the white jade cup handed over by Xiao Yu, and asked casually.

"He was stabbed in the abdomen...... Fortunately, it is not far from us, and it didn't take too long, otherwise I am afraid that this time it will be difficult to escape!" Xiao Feng shook his head, showing a little luck, and let out a long sigh.

Seeing Sister Ping frowning and full of worries, Xiao Feng hurriedly smiled and said, "But now there is no big problem, and after a period of meditation and cultivation, you can recover as before,...... This Master Ye is actually proficient in turtle breath**, which can be regarded as saving his life!"

"Alas, it's fighting and killing again!" Wan Yanping inserted the silver needle into the brocade, put down the embroidered bandage, and sighed long.

All the women pursed their lips and smiled, Wan Yanping's least favorite thing was these fights and killings, she hoped that the world would be peaceful and the world would be happy.

"This Master Ye's martial arts are good, who hurt him?" Xiao Yu sat on his side with his legs, and lightly took the wine glass handed back by his son, as if asking casually.

"I didn't ask,...... However, seeing that he was only wearing pajamas, he was afraid that he would be attacked by a sneak attack, so he hurriedly responded to the battle, and his wound was not widened, and the martial arts of the person who attacked him should not be higher than him, and the sword was like a sword used by a woman. Xiaofeng glanced at Wan Yanping and knew that she didn't like to hear this, so she answered concisely and concisely.

"Hehe, isn't it full of love debts, because love turns into hate?!" Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Feng glanced at him, his mouth was unforgiving, and he smiled as gently as a knife: "Do you think that everyone else is like you?!"

Guo Xiang on the side couldn't help but feel happy when he heard it, and he couldn't help but applaud loudly, the corners of his delicate mouth turned slightly, and he couldn't hold back a smile.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and touched the mustache on his lips, but he was not angry, he just glared at Xiao Feng, who was smiling like a flower, took the jade cup in Xiao Yu's hand, turned the cup over, and poured all the wine in the cup into his mouth.

Seeing him deflated under Xiaofeng's mouth, all the women couldn't help but laugh coquettishly, and their hearts were also relieved, even if they were generous, they would inevitably have a lot of resentment about their husband's demeanor.

"Oh, by the way, where is the head of the Qingwei Sword Sect now?" Hearing that something happened to the head of the Maple Leaf Sword Sect, Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but think of Zhang Qingyun, who was also known as the Twin Swords of the North and the South, and asked casually in a casual tone.

"The news came this morning that Zhang Zhangmen and her two disciples had just left Tongxiang and came in the direction of our Jiaxing, and it was said that they were going to Suzhou. Xiao Yu said.

"Hehe, their master and apprentice are fast enough!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said the opposite.

"Son, let's eat, the meal is already on the table!" Xiao Yue suddenly walked in from outside, she just went out and ordered the people to start setting the meal.

"Okay, eat, eat!" Xiao Yuesheng sat up, then hugged Guo Fu beside him, floated up gently, hung in the air, and then put down his legs and stood on the grass.

Although Guo Fu was sweet in her heart, she still glanced at her husband, and secretly glanced at the women, and found that she did not look at herself, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she was pillowed by her husband's head for so long, Guo Fu did not feel sore, because from time to time there was a cool breath from his head into his legs, but his whole body was full of blood and qi, and it was extremely smooth.

Although Tongxiang Town is quite far away from Jiaxing City, it has been subordinated to Jiaxing Mansion.

Because of the convenience of waterways, the official road is a little lacking, and it is not yet out of the New Year, and it is common to be cold and deserted.

Jiaxing Mansion is known to everyone, no one knows, people on the road, do not have to worry about encountering bandits, so there is no need to walk together on the road as elsewhere.

"Master, we should take a boat-!" A crisp voice dragged on for a long time, revealing complaints, and suddenly sounded in the mountains and forests, breaking the silence of the mountains and forests between Jiaxing and Tongxiang.

"Shut up! If you had taken the boat, you would have vomited and fallen unconscious!" another voice sounded at once with a soft and quiet voice.

"Hmph, senior sister always underestimates me, now that my Ruoshui trick has reached the fourth layer, I will definitely not get seasick again!"

"Your water trick is that even if you reach the fifth floor, you will still get seasick, so you should walk honestly!"

"Really—Master?...... Then let's take a break?!" The sweet and slightly coquettish voice did not mean to explore the truth, and the last sentence was the point.

"Take a break?!...... Siying, how many times have we rested this morning?!" The quiet and soft voice was teasing.

"Okay, let's take a break!" This voice is cold and abnormal, making people listen like drinking a bowl of chilled sour plums in the hot summer.

"Yes, Master!" the two replied in unison, but their tones were very different, one helpless and the other excited.

The pine forest with a bit of greenery is sandwiched by a wide official road, and under the pine trees next to the road, the three fair women who have just spoken sit on a large bluestone, all three of them are wearing light green Luo shirts, extremely simple, and the shadow of the pine tree is reflected on the body, but they can't see it.

The bluestone they sat on was square-shaped, slightly smooth, and it was evident that they were often seated on it, and the pine forest here was very wide and somewhat secluded.

The three women wore white veils on their faces, covering their faces, but they were even more graceful, and the white veils fluttering lightly in the wind made the faces under them loom, and the snow-white ice muscles were tempting to inquire, they were Zhang Qingyun, the head of the Qingwei Sword Sect, and the disciples Duan Ziyan and Qin Siying.

"Master, we have to take a few steps hurriedly, otherwise I'm afraid we'll have to sleep in the wild tonight!" Duan Ziyan, who was tall, untied his backpack, took out four of the palm-sized water bladders, and handed them to Master sitting between the two.

"Hmm. Zhang Qingyun responded lightly, his snow-white left palm was erected, indicating that he was not thirsty, but his right hand grabbed the dark blue scabbard placed on his lap, above the white veil, his eyes were like a cold sword, and he slowly swept through the pine forest on the opposite side of the official road.

"I want it!" Duan Ziyan saw that his master's skills were working, and was about to ask a question, when Qin Siying on the other side reached out and grabbed the water bladder.

As soon as Duan Ziyan heard his junior sister's voice, he couldn't help but start counting: "You, you, you're too pampered...... After walking a few steps, I shouted to rest, according to your way of hurrying, when we arrived in Suzhou, we all became old women!"

"Hee-hee...... Is Senior Sister thirsty?" Qin Siying didn't talk back, and asked Senior Sister with a smile, seeing her shaking her head, she pulled out the water bladder cork, lifted the white veil with the other hand, pointed her cherry lips at the mouth of the sac, and drank the water with a grunt, looking very thirsty, ignoring the cold water and the cold.

Duan Ziyan smiled helplessly, Si Ying was spoiled by herself, so she stopped talking in vain, and turned to Zhang Qingyun, whose eyes were getting brighter and brighter: "Master, what's wrong, what's wrong?"

"Nothing,...... Maybe it's because the teacher is suspicious. Zhang Qingyun shook his head slowly, and the gaze of the cold sword gradually withdrew from the pine forest opposite, but the long sword in his hand slowly came out of the sheath.

Duan Ziyan was busy with all his strength, and carefully investigated, but he didn't feel anything unusual, and no one approached him.

"Haha......" Suddenly, a long laugh suddenly sounded, although it was not coerced by internal force, it was still loud and abnormal.

Three figures suddenly appeared on the pine forest opposite, standing on the yellow and green pine trees, the dark color robe fluttering gently, as light as nothing.

Zhang Qingyun's face under the white veil smiled coldly, and his gaze slowly swept over the three sturdy figures, although the distance was still far away, it did not hinder her observation, and the goshawk pattern on their cuffs was under her eyes, she was quite unfamiliar and had never seen it.

The appearance of these three old men is also quite peculiar, the eyebrows and eyes are extremely deep, and at a glance they know that they are not from the Central Plains, and the weapons they wear on their waists are also scimitars with a great arc.

"Fang Jia is the head of the Qingwei Sword Sect, but also?" The old man who was slightly taller among the three clasped his fists and bowed his hands, speaking slowly, with a bit of Sven air, but it was completely destroyed by his stiff tone.

"Who are you?!" Zhang Qingyun asked coldly, but his heart was a chill, when this person spoke, his qi was still not turbid, and he could still easily step on the pine branches.

"I am the Three Eagle Monarch under the seat of the Heavenly Holy Maiden, and I am also here, on the order of the Heavenly Holy Maiden, I have come to take the three spirits of you and the other three!"

The old man's face also became serious and solemn, revealing a devotion like worshipping the Buddha, and it was rare to be able to say this elegant language in a stiff accent.

"Heavenly Holy Maiden?" Zhang Qingyun frowned, she had never heard of the title of Heavenly Holy Maiden, and the Three Eagle Monarchs were even more unheard of, I am afraid that it is a sect in the Western Regions, I don't know why I came here to spread wild, what other three spirits do I want, it is strange in ancient times!

"Master!" Duan Ziyan, who was standing behind her, called in a low voice, his voice was full of anxiety and unwillingness, and the green tendons of the jade hand holding the sword were slightly exposed.

Duan Ziyan saw the gesture of the master behind his back, and saw that she actually let herself and her junior sister escape first, and couldn't help but feel very anxious, these three people were close at hand, and they could hide from themselves, and their skills were far superior to their own, and it seemed that the master was not sure to deal with them.

Zhang Qingyun turned his head, glared at her coldly, and with a slight force under his feet, he slowly floated upward, stepping on the pine branch on the opposite side like a ladder, only a foot away from the strange three.

Duan Ziyan hesitated slightly, under the white veil, the cherry lips bit secretly, Qin Siying, who looked at the three people curiously, glanced at the master's side, and saw that she was talking to the three people, so he whispered to the junior sister: "You go first, I will block it with the master!"

Qin Siying was stunned for a moment, looked at her, and shook her head resolutely: "Let's go together!"

She also knew that it was just nice to say that she was leaving, but she was asked to run away first, how could she do it!

"Your martial arts are too low, it will only drag us down...... When you get away, we can get out at any time,...... We'll do it later, and you'll run, as fast as possible!"

Duan Ziyan glared at her angrily, her gaze was like lightning, which made Qin Siying's heart chill, her martial arts were really far from her senior sister! Qin Siying realized this, so she had to reluctantly nod.

Duan Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, slowly pulled out the long sword in the sheath, glanced at the master who was standing on the pine branch opposite and talking to the three of them, turned to the junior sister again, and said in a low voice, "Go to Guanlan Villa." ”

After that, before the junior sister could react, she had already jumped forward and floated towards the master.

Although Qin Siying wanted to ask why she went to Mission Hills Villa, it was too late to exit, so she had to stuff herself in her heart, put the water bladder in her hand on the wooden stopper, and carried it behind her, ready to escape.

After Zhang Qingyun finished talking to the three of them, he already understood that the so-called taking the three spirits meant taking his surname, and the one-ten-thousandth luck in his heart had dissipated.

Seeing his eldest disciple draw his sword and stand beside him, Zhang Qingyun couldn't help but be angry and angry, and glared at Duan Ziyan fiercely, knowing that it was too late to say anything more.

The long sword slashed through the air like lightning, drawing an arc of lightning and striking at the three smiling outland elders on the opposite side.

The three people on the opposite side felt abrupt, but Duan Ziyan knew a lot about the master's surname, and had already prepared to make a sneak attack, followed closely behind the master, and the long sword also drew an arc, enveloping the three of them, and he shouted in his mouth: "Go!"

Qin Siying's figure drew a green smoke, galloping along the official road, speeding over the galloping horse, she also knew that the faster she ran, the shorter the time that the master and sister needed to support, and the easier it was to get out.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang" three sounds of gold and iron sounded, but it sounded almost one.

The scimitars of the three men were all golden, but in the bright sunlight, they looked dull, and there was no golden shining image.

One of them wanted to chase after Qin Siying, but he couldn't, he was forced to parry by Zhang Qingyun first, Duan Ziyan's long sword came one after another, so that he had no time to care, he had no time to resist, he could only resist, just resisted Duan Ziyan's long sword, Zhang Qingyun's attack came again, and the tacit understanding between their master and apprentice was like an endless waterfall, constantly impacting the three of them, the cold light was shining, like two pear blossoms blooming, in the sun, it was a little dazzling.

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