"In order to complete this mission, I went to Chuanling with my little girl to pick grass. I was accidentally targeted by a level 5 saber-toothed tiger. The situation was critical at that time, and I was knocked and fainted by the saber-toothed tiger. If it weren't for this little brother,

Not to mention me, I guess even Xin'er can't be saved."

Old Man Yang shook his head repeatedly, with a hint of bitterness on his lips. He was always dangerous when he was away. However, that time was the most dangerous time in his entire mercenary career. It was a miracle to survive in that situation.

And this miracle was created by the boy in front of him.

suck!

Hearing the fifth-level saber-toothed tiger, everyone took a breath. It was comparable to the power of a master-level spirit. It was so beastly. Even ordinary master-level spirits could not resist it at all. One of the cultivation levels of the father and daughter of the Yang family was advanced.

The intermediate level of the spiritist, one is only the intermediate level of the intermediate level of the spiritist, and the sinister one can be imagined.

"Tell me more about the young man who came to save me. Brother Yang is my brother of Lao Li. Since you saved his life, you will be our brother from now on. If you have any difficulties, just give me instructions." Lao Li stood up from his actions and picked up a

The bowl of wine came towards Zhiyan, "Heroic boy, I'll toast you a bowl." As he said that, he drank the bowl of wine in front of everyone.

"Yes, hero boy, you will be our friends from now on." Everyone turned to the wine table, picked up a bowl of wine and said to Zhiyan.

There are about ten brothers who have been working together through life and death. For more than ten years, there are only eight people left now. If even Brother Yang is killed...

"That's right, thank you for bringing Brother Yang back safely. Although I don't drink often, I want to drink this bowl." A man with a pale face picked up a bowl of wine, raised his head and drank it.

Everyone cheered, and the atmosphere on the scene was very lively. Everyone looked at Zhiyan with awe and kindness from the bottom of their hearts. At this moment, Zhiyan felt a strong sense of brotherhood in them.

People regard each other as the most important people, and regard each other's lives as their own lives. This feeling is very good!

"Haha, since it's so lively, I'll pick up a few more side dishes, everyone has a good meal, and no one is allowed to go on a mission tomorrow." The woman said heroically in a loud voice.

Zhiyan was pulled by everyone to eat and drink, and chatted until very late before going to bed.

Early the next morning, she woke up in a chaotic chaos and vaguely heard everyone discussing what was going on.

Zhiyan got up, took a simple cough in Qiankun Space and left the tent. Everyone looked anxious and rushed towards the same tent.

"Is something happened?" Zhiyan asked, pulling the woman from last night.

"Oh, my little brother is awake. Sorry, something happened to our companion. Let's prepare breakfast for you later." The woman's face couldn't cover her anxious look, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Take me to see." Zhiyan said, her voice with a soothing force.

"Follow me." The woman was in front and Zhiyan was behind, and walked into the tent one after another. The tent was crowded. Accompanied by bursts of sharp coughs, everyone's expression was very serious, and they tried their best to endure the grief in their hearts.

The atmosphere is extremely depressing.

"I'm sorry, please give it." A crisp voice floated out, and everyone who stood there flickered their eyes on the spot, giving up a space.

The man on the bed looked pale. With one violent cough after another, the red blood oozed out along the corner of his mouth, dyeing a large area of ​​the quilt in front of him. His eyes were dissipated and his whole body was trembling, obviously he was almost out of reach.

"What's going on?" Zhiyan frowned and asked Xin'er, who was standing by the bed and rubbing blood on the man.

Xin'er's little hand shook, a hint of hesitation appeared on her face, and finally she bit her teeth and said it.

It turned out that when this man was young, he was hit in the chest by a wild beast. The blood was not discharged. He often had a cough and could not eat anything cold or irritating. As he grew older, he could not even drink alcohol. He usually

I was controlled, but I was happy yesterday. In order to thank Zhiyan for saving Old Man Yang's life, I made an exception to drink a bowl. I was still fine at that time, but I couldn't do it as soon as I lay down on the bed.

"We hired five doctors in a row. They all said that Uncle Zhang is not good enough, and I'm afraid he can't stand this morning." Yang Xin'er said, tears flowing down her cheeks. Everyone lowered their heads silently, and their eyes were surging.

Old Man Yang held his big hand hanging beside him tightly, hating him very much. If he hadn't talked too much, if he had stopped him from drinking that bowl of wine, perhaps the situation would not have been like this now.

Zhiyan nodded and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She knew she couldn't drink it. Isn't this ruining her body?

"I'll show him, don't be anxious, maybe things are not as bad as I imagined." Zhiyan said, and sat forward by the bed, poked her right hand out to take his pulse.

The eyes of the father and daughter of the Yang family lit up at the same time. Yes, why didn't they expect that the little brother, he was a real miracle doctor. At that time, he had cured his own situation. Maybe Brother Zhang's illness could be cured.

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Everyone else looked at the boy in surprise, and then saw her take out a cloth clip from her arms and spread it out. There were hundreds of silver needles neatly arranged on it. Zhiyan took out one seven inches and one five and a half inches.

As soon as the thought moved, a ball of fine flame burned and was quickly disinfected.

"What is he going to do?" the woman exclaimed, and said nervously.

"Yes, why did she take out so many needles? It looks so scary. Could it be that she wants to stab Brother Zhang with these things?"

...

Several big men couldn't help but talk, how painful it would be to stab the needle on the body.

"Don't worry, uncles, Mr. Leng Yan is very capable. He used this needle to treat his father back." Yang Xin'er couldn't help comforting her. The worry on her face faded, and the flames of expectation shone in her eyes. She believed that

, what others can't do, Lengyan Young Master can definitely do it.

"Is it so magical?" Everyone's eyes turned to Old Man Yang and said suspiciously.

"That's right, I was awakened by these needles. Don't talk, so as not to affect Mr. Lengyan." Old Man Yang nodded and signaled everyone not to make a sound.

Everyone kept silent, staring at Zhiyan with bright eyes, without letting go of a trace.

"Unlock his clothes and reveal the seat on his chest." Zhiyan lit the man's neck, and her originally twitching body stopped shaking and ordered Xin'er coldly.

Xin'er stepped forward, and didn't care that she was still a big yellow girl. She directly untied the man's clothes and exposed her chest in front of Zhiyan.

Zhiyan nodded, pressed her little hand twice on her chest, and the silver needle in her hand pierced out and entered an acupoint. Everyone's breathing was obviously stagnant. As the silver needle went down, his heart twitched to his throat.

The soul senses that a large amount of blood is accumulated in a man's chest. If he does not excrete, he may suffocate and die. In ancient times, the equipment was not complete and it was difficult to achieve this. It seems that he can only burn and evaporate it with the yang energy.

Zhiyan thought, the yang energy was immediately exerted along the silver needle and poured into the man's body. The scorching breath came. The man's body, which was originally motionless, shook again, and more blood was overflowing from his mouth. Everyone's eyelids twitched.

I was in a panic and prayed that something would happen.

The human body is originally fragile, and the internal organs are even more so. They rashly drive the yang energy to vaporize, which is very likely to burn out the muscle cells inside. Zhiyan releases part of the yin energy and wraps around that piece of muscle cells.

Isolate the flames transformed by the yang energy from the blood stasis.

Driven by the power of the soul, the flames became a little bigger, and the blood stasis became less and less as the flames were calcined, and finally disappeared. Zhiyan saw the momentum, and the yang energy suddenly drew back, and the yin energy came forward and repaired little by little.

The chest congestion and the surrounding muscle cells were damaged a lot. Life is not dangerous for the time being, but the physical condition is still extremely poor. There are many impurities accumulated throughout the body, and many of them are drugs that have not been digested. If you want to recover completely, just

A big transformation of the whole body must be done.

"Hey, I won't cough anymore." One person exclaimed, with a happy face.

"Yes, my breathing was stable, I didn't expect my little brother to be so powerful." The woman's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with excitement and admiration.

Once the thought is collected, the yin energy returns to the body.

Zhiyan pulled out the silver needle and inserted another five and a half inches into a point on his neck. After two seconds, he took it out again. The man trembled all over, vomited, and a dark mouth.

Blood rushes, and two blood clots are sandwiched at the same time.

After vomiting, the man's eyes opened and his pale cheeks returned to his complexion.

"That warm water will give him a cough." Zhiyan came forward in person, helped the man on the bed up, and then said to the woman.

"Ah, OK, let's go now." The woman was startled and immediately turned around and ran out.

The rest of the people looked at the brother who had returned to normal excitedly. God, these two tricks are gone? It's so amazing.

"Little brother, how is Brother Zhang's condition?" The man named Li stepped forward and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"Yes, little brother, Brother Zhang won't have a relapse, right?"

...

"Here's here, the water is here." The woman ran in from outside. Because she walked too fast, she had only half a bowl of water left at this time, but her coughing was still enough.

"Don't worry, his life is worry-free, but he has been covered with blood and chest congestion and impurities in his body. It's time to clear it up. I'll feed him a pill later. I'll cultivate for two days and give him acupoints in two days.

Massage,” Zhiyan said, taking out a white porcelain bottle from her arms.

The bottle plug opened and poured out the Qi-replenishing pill inside.

Pills!

Everyone breathed and their faces were full of fanaticism. The young boy was carrying pills with him.

"Thank you." The man's voice was hoarse, and he looked at the boy in the black robe in front of him and said gratefully. The heart-wrenching pain made him want to die immediately. He thought he was going to part with this world forever and with all his brothers forever.

In the hazy, he heard the boy's voice, heard his comfort to everyone, and then felt a warmth in his chest, and then a coolness. After that, he felt nothing, and could not feel any pain, or anything,

The consciousness was drifting. When he recovered, he realized that his cough had recovered.

This young man not only saved his brothers, but also saved himself.

"You're welcome, eat this." Zhiyan shook her head, a warm smile appeared on her face. The man opened his mouth obediently, and the yellow pill melted in his mouth. Soon a warm current surged, and the breath became stronger.

Many.

After he finished eating, he realized what he had done. He, he, even took the pill of this little brother. Oh my God, what should I do?

His eyes widened and his face showed a look of guilt.

"Haha, it's just a pill, don't worry about it." Zhiyan patted his shoulder twice, and his eyes turned to the woman again, "He needs a good rest. Air is extremely important. Help him keep the tent.

Clean up."

The men were like this and didn't know how to clean up. The tent was piled up in a mess, and there was a rotten smell floating in the air. She discovered it the first second she came in.

"Hehe, please trouble Sister Song." The man smiled embarrassedly. He usually lives alone and didn't care. At this time, Zhiyan said it and suddenly felt embarrassed. The smell inside was indeed not pleasant.

"Okay, I'll go cook first, and I'll do it well when everyone is ready." The woman agreed readily, loving this young man, not only good-looking, but also good medical skills.

Well, if he and Xin'er can really be paired up, it will be a blessing for them all.

"Mr. Lengyan, are you going to stroll around later? I'm fine, let's guide you." After dinner, Yang Xin'er and Zhiyan walked out of the tent and asked.

"Do you know where the Pill Association is? If possible, take me to see it." Zhiyan nodded, thinking of the task assigned on the parchment, she couldn't help but say.

The main purpose of her visit to Fengcheng was to be recognized by the Elixir Association.

"Ah, are you going to the Elixir Association? I know, I will take you there." Yang Xiner was startled, and a look of fanaticism burst out in her eyes. Elixir Association, Mr. Leng Yan was going to that kind of place.

If the city lord of Fengcheng is a powerful representative in the minds of everyone, then the Pill Association is undoubtedly a representative existence of several major organizations and belongs to the sacred venue in the minds of all Fengcheng people.

That place is a representative of identity and strength. Whoever can enter the Pill Association is not a wealthy person with strong power support? Or a elixir who is too arrogant to be more arrogant.
Chapter completed!