"Stop and stop!" Seeing Murong Xue sticking out her tongue and wanting to lick it again, Murong Fu hurriedly stopped her movements. Although her little tongue was extremely soft, her saliva was very sad when it stuck to her face.

Seeing Murong Xue's eyes slightly disappointed, Murong Fu said again: "Tomorrow... Come again tomorrow, Xueer will follow me from now on. Well, when you grow up, my brother will teach you a good morning bite, that's..."

Suddenly, Murong Fu felt his body suddenly become cold in his arms. When he looked at Murong Xue again, he saw that her brows were furrowed and her skin turned white.

Murong Fu hurriedly said, "Xue'er, what's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Murong Xue didn't answer, but just bit her lips tightly, as if she was enduring great pain.

Murong Fu reached out to find her pulse, but unfortunately he didn't understand medical skills at all. If he said it would be okay to check for a minor illness and a minor pain, he would know nothing except that he felt Murong Xue's pulse was getting weaker and weaker.

After a few breaths passed, Murong Xue's lips were already purple, and her body was getting colder and colder. Murong Fu was anxious and had to use the true energy of the Divine Radiation Sutra and input it into Murong Xue's body.

After a while, Murong Xue's face was slightly relaxed, "There is a door", Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief and tried his best to activate the Divine Radiation Sutra to increase the transmission of true qi.

After another stick of incense, Murong Fu was already sweating profusely, his true energy was about to bottom out, and his spiritual illumination was only a small success, and his internal strength was not very deep. Fortunately, Murong Xue's body temperature had gradually risen, and her face was no longer so painful, so she felt relieved.

It was not until Murong Xue returned to normal that Murong Fu asked, "Xue'er, where did you feel uncomfortable just now?"

Murong Xue reached out and pressed her left chest, and said in her mouth: "It hurts... it hurts."

"Heart disease?" Murong Fu exclaimed. She looked like a heart disease just now. If it was a heart disease, it would be troublesome.

Then he thought that something was wrong. He had never heard of heart disease that would make his whole body become biting cold.

After thinking about it, Murong Fu stretched out his finger and pressed it on Murong Xue's left chest to investigate her heart meridians. Then he looked shocked and suspicious. He then looked at the key acupoints on Murong Xue's limbs, lower abdomen, spine, etc., and finally murmured:

"This is actually... the six Yin veins!".

Murong Fu remembered a book about meridians that he read not long ago when he was reading martial arts secrets. It was caused by the natural obstruction of meridians in the human body. It was divided into three, six, nine, three types. Women belong to Yin, and the twelve main meridians of the human body are Yin, so it is called the Three Yin Jue Mail, the Six Yin Jue Mail, and the Nine Yin Jue Mail.

On the contrary, men are the three yang pulses, the six yang pulses, and the nine yang pulses. If it weren't for this kind of pulse disease, the biggest feature is that the whole body is that the yin and cold yin are biting, Murong Fu may not be able to recognize it.

Looking at Murong Xue who was thin in his arms, Murong Fu felt pity for a long time. He thought that he would let her escape from the sea of ​​suffering in the future, but now it would be a little worse. How painful it would be when he was suffering from the six Yin pulse disease, the book only said four words: Life is worse than death.

Murong Fu thought in his heart that this natural trauma is indeed a terminal illness in later generations, but in this magical martial arts world, it may be easier to treat than heart disease.

After all, as long as the internal force is deep to a certain extent, it can open the meridians. However, his internal force is shallow. Not to mention opening the meridians for others, even if he goes deep into the meridians, he cannot do it.

After pondering for a long time, Murong Fu decided to take Xueer to Wuliang Mountain as soon as possible. As long as he obtains the Beiming Divine Art, it is not easy to have a deep internal strength. Besides, the Xiaoyao School's medical skills are magical, and there may be some way to cure Murong Xue.

Murong Fu brought Murong Xue to the previous unknown town, and saw the young man in white and the girl in black, forming a sharp contrast.

Both of them were tattered and handsome, and they looked unpretentious, which attracted the attention of pedestrians on the street. But they noticed that the girl was white and had strange eyes, so they avoided her.

Murong Xue also noticed the gaze of others, and stretched out her hand to instinctively wrap her head around the black scarf, but when she touched her head, she remembered that the black scarf had been thrown away by Murong Fu, and she immediately lowered her head and shrank behind Murong Fu.

Murong Fu tightly held Murong Xue's hand and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'll have it all."

Murong Fu was penniless and could not buy clothes. Thinking of the owner of the bun shop that day, with the amount of silver, even if he gave Murong Xue ten buns a day, it would be enough for several months.

As a result, within a few days, he dared to swallow the silver ingot against his conscience, which made me eat several meals of grassroots. I decided to teach him a lesson and get the silver back.

When he arrived at the bun shop, Murong Fu laughed and said, "Boss, do you still remember me?" The man in green raised his head and said, "Oh, it's you!"

Then he noticed Murong Fu's outfit, his smile was restrained, and he waved his hand impatiently, "Where is the little beggar coming from? Get out of here, I don't have time to greet you!"

Murong Fu snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, how dare you pretend to be my uncle? Are you looking for death?" As he said that, he raised his hand and slapped the table hard, leaving a blurry palm print on the table.

The man in green was shocked and looked at Murong Fu carefully. Although he still didn't remember who he was, he knew that he must be a martial arts man. He squeezed out a smile and said:

"The guest misunderstood. It's me wrong, it's me wrong, but I don't know if you are?"

Murong Fu was too lazy to pursue the matter, and he really couldn't get interested in such an ordinary person. He immediately said, "Half a month ago, I gave you a silver ingot and asked you to help a little beggar. Have you forgotten?"

"It's you! I... I'm Zhou Ji!" The man in green then remembered who the young man in front of him. At first, he gave Murong Xue a steamed bun every day. But after a few days, Murong Fu did not come back, so he never gave it to him again.

"You dare to ignorant of my money after I left less than three days! Stop talking nonsense and pay back my money!"

"I...I..." The man in green was speechless and couldn't speak, but asking him to pay back the money was even more painful than cutting his flesh.

The man felt ruthless, no matter what kind of person in the martial arts world you are, can you still dare to take action and force it to rob in broad daylight? Is it a decoration for the government? So he said arrogantly: "Why, I have given him dozens of steamed buns that ingot. My steamed buns are so expensive!"

"Oh, is that right?" Murong Fu flashed to the man and grabbed his hand, "Ah, it hurts..." The man's face wrinkled and his mouth burst into tears.

"Don't you pay back the money?" Murong Fu grabbed the man in green tightly with internal strength on his wrist.

The man in green gritted his teeth and shouted: "Help! Someone robbed him in broad daylight, help!"

As soon as the shout came out, pedestrians on the street looked at Murong Fu and pointed at him. No one dared to come forward to rescue him for a moment.
Chapter completed!