Chapter 172: Cold-faced Man

Nie Fan looked away from the people in front of him. This stone house was very special. Nie Fan couldn't penetrate it with his spiritual sense, and couldn't detect it with his spiritual sense, but he still saw something was wrong.

Ning Xue's family was very nervous. Even the little black thing was jumping around. It wasn't because of the old man's injury, but it seemed to be afraid of something.

The white-haired old man looked at the little black thing from the corner of his eye, with a smile on his face. The little thing looked at him with wide eyes, and screamed, faintly angry.

"Haha, who told you to be playful?" The old man seemed to understand what the little thing was shouting, and turned his eyes to the front with a smile.

There was nothing in front of him, but there was a coldness that kept coming over him. The little thing squeaked again, then lay down next to his head, staring at him with big dark eyes.

"Master Jiu, I hope you will think about it again seriously." Across from the people who had been keeping quiet, a calm voice suddenly came from across from them.

The sound sounded too abrupt, and the busy people paused for a moment, then started working faster and faster.

Even the little thing next to the white-haired old man's head was covered in hair and turned to look to the right in fear.

The white-haired old man always had a calm and calm face. He looked at the opposite person and said with a smile, "Haha, when did Fei Jue become so patient?"

"Master Jiu, you can't keep me trapped for long." From the empty opposite side, a voice came again, calm and cold.

"He Shi is not that stupid. If he wakes up, you will be in trouble." The white-haired old man said without any change in his expression, looking at the wall opposite.

"With Master Jiu's help, we think it's worth offending ten He Shi." There was still no one visible on the other side, not a trace of movement, but there was a voice coming out.

The white-haired old man didn't speak anymore. His whole body was severely injured. Ning Xue, his third uncle Ning Zhongshu, and his grandfather Ning Shouqing were all doing their best to stabilize his injuries without daring to be distracted at all.

Nie Fan couldn't see anything or hear any sounds, but he also felt something strange.

Bang bang bang

Suddenly, opposite the few people who had been calm all this time, the void suddenly began to vibrate, as if someone was trapped somewhere and was struggling violently, trying to break out of the formation.

"Grandpa Jiu, please bear with me." Ning Xue, who kept injecting needles into the white-haired old man, looked at him softly with sweat all over her pretty face.

"Okay, just give the injection." Jiushan looked at Ning Xue and said with a smile.

Ning Xue nodded lightly, took a deep breath, took the needle, and carefully inserted the needle near his heart.

Ning Zhongshu, who was constantly grasping the images of the Nine Mountains, frowned and looked up to the opposite side. There were constant sounds coming from there, disturbing his mood and making him unstable in grasping the pulse.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Jiushan glanced at Ning Zhong on the right and wrote.

"Pay attention." Ning Zhongshu hadn't spoken yet. Ning Shoqing, who had been preparing the medicine, turned to look at Ning Zhongshu with a frown.

Ning Zhongshu nodded and continued to take Jiushan's pulse, then told Ning Xue the pulse condition and asked her to perform the injection.

Ning Xue's pretty face turned pale, and she carefully administered needles to Jiushan one by one.

Jiushan's injuries were too serious, his internal organs were on the verge of collapse, and most of his meridians were severed. If it weren't for the three people of the Ning family who were trying their best to maintain his health, he wouldn't be alive now.

bang bang bang

There was nothing across from them, but there were constant sounds, as if the people trapped in a strange place were about to break free.

"Don't worry." Jiushan said again.

The other three people secretly speeded up. Jiushan's injury was now a very dangerous moment and they must not be disturbed.

squeak

Suddenly, the little black thing stood in front of Jiushan's face and shouted at him urgently.

"I know, I know." Jiushan seemed to understand, soothingly smiling.

As soon as the little black thing heard this, he immediately stopped shouting and turned his head to look across.

The commotion there was getting louder and louder, the air-conditioning was spreading wildly in the void, and the figures inside seemed to be about to rush out.

Nie Fan looked outside and felt that the people trapped in the void would soon be freed.

bang

Suddenly, the void opposite the few people shook violently, and a cold-faced man in black suddenly stepped out and stood quietly on a high place looking down at the few people.

Ning Xue, who was about to give Jiushan an acupuncture, paused. She was so nervous that her hands trembled slightly and could not insert the needle at all. Ning Zhongshu also raised his head and looked at the man in black, his expression solemn, and there was a faint cold sweat on his head.

Even Ning Shouqing stopped and turned to look at the cold-faced middle-aged man who walked out expressionlessly.

"Don't worry, continue." Jiushan's expression remained unchanged and he still said with a calm smile.

"Master Jiu has other methods?" Before the three Ning family members could speak, the cold-faced man looked at Jiushan and said. His voice was calm and unhurried.

"Try it." Jiushan looked at him and said with a smile.

The cold-faced man remained motionless, looking at Jiushan for a long time, and then suddenly took a step forward.

Bang

The moment he took a step forward, a black flag suddenly appeared and struck his left side as fast as lightning.

The cold-faced man was on guard and immediately retreated. As soon as he retreated, the black flag swept past him, but when he looked again, the black flag had disappeared.

"The legendary trapped dragon formation?" The cold-faced man looked at Jiushan.

"Try again." Jiushan said with a smile.

The cold-faced man looked at Jiushan, was silent for a while, and then took a step forward.

But then his face changed slightly, he clearly took a step, but after falling, he still stayed here!

The cold-faced man frowned and said, "What formation is this?"

Jiushan looked at him with a smile and said, "Try again."

The cold-faced man looked at Jiushan and took another step without hesitation.

His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes flashed with solemnity. He took a step, but appeared where he had taken a step back!

The cold-faced man stood there without moving, looked at Jiushan, and said for a long time, "He is indeed a Feng Shui master."

"But I can only stop you for an hour." Jiushan said with a smile.

The cold-faced man looked at Jiushan, with a cold expression on his face, and said, "Unless you are in your prime, even if they stabilize your injuries, you are still no match for me. Master Jiu, I'm curious, what are you waiting for?"

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"Consumption of your power," Jiushan said without any concealment, "You forcefully improve your cultivation level. After an hour, your power will not be enough for the star level."

The cold-faced man looked at Jiushan, suddenly his heart moved, and said, "Are you waiting for someone?"

Jiushan smiled more and more, clearly admitting it.

The cold-faced man frowned. He thought that there was an insider and Jiushan was seriously injured, so he could be easily taken back. However, he underestimated the terrifying ability of Feng Shui masters. In addition to their cultivation, their formations were also extremely terrifying, because

I have no experience with the formations outside the hospital, so I fell into this carelessly.

But having come this far, he had no reason to go back. He took a deep breath, and his aura suddenly exploded. Cold winds suddenly blew around him, and eight black flags suddenly appeared, surrounding the cold-faced man. Dark shadows filled the air, sealing him away.

inside.

The void shook, chills emerged, and there were constant banging and banging sounds. It was obvious that the cold-faced man was trying his best to break the formation.

"Don't worry, he won't be able to break it out in an hour." Jiushan was always calm and said with a smile as he looked at the three Ning family members.

"Continue!" Ning Shoqing frowned and looked at his son and granddaughter.

Ning Xue pursed her lips, looked solemnly, and picked up the needle again.

Ning Zhongshu called Jiushan's pulse again, his expression solemn and his eyes focused.

Ning Shoqing kept stirring the medicine he prepared, and the spicy and pungent smell filled the whole room.

Nie Fan took in all the scenes just now and looked at Jiushan lying on the ground. Naturally, he had already guessed that it was the owner of the villa. He also arranged the formations outside the yard. He had the guts

There was a strange feeling, as if the seriously injured old man had already seen him.

Ning Zhongshu kept telling Jiushan about his injuries, while Ning Xue kept giving needles. It didn't take long for the old man's body to be filled with silver needles.

"Grandpa, it's over the head." Ning Xue wiped the sweat from her head and looked at Ning Shouqing with a pale face. Her medical skills were not enough to apply acupuncture on the head.

Ning Shouqing glanced back, then turned to look at the jar in front of her. The black liquid was already thick and had a spicy smell. It was almost done.

"Xiaoxue, come and look at the jar and dilute it in five minutes." Ning Shoaqing said, turned to Jiushan and took the needle box.

Ning Xue turned around and stirred the jar, while Ning Shouqing began to acupuncture Jiushan's head.

Bang bang bang

The void opposite them suddenly trembled violently. The black flagpole was unstable and bulged from time to time. The cold-faced man did not want to wait for an hour and was overdrafting his strength.

Ning Shouqing's eyes were serious, and he kept inserting needles carefully on Jiushan's head.

"Xiaoxue, are you okay?" Half an hour later, Ning Shouqing had already covered Jiushan's head and turned to look at Ning Xuedao.

"Okay." Ning Xue held a bowl of black soup and handed it to Ning Shouqing.

Ning Shoqing took it, cooled it, and poured it into Jiushan's mouth through a funnel.

Jiushan Gugu drank it, and his pale and dry expression immediately began to turn rosy.

"The pulse is improving." Ning Zhongshu pressed Jiushan's right hand and said slightly excitedly.

Ning Shouqing kept turning the silver needle on Jiushan's body, looked at Jiushan and said, "How do you feel?"
To be continued...