Chapter 120 Taking Needle

The moment the purple thunder dissipated, the silver needle suddenly sprayed out black mist from inside.

The mist immediately turned into countless thin black lines and scattered in all directions, as fast as thousands of arrows fired in unison.

When Nie Chen and Meng Fang saw this scene, they were surprised for a moment.

Relying on their reactions from many years of battlefield experience, the two men immediately took out their self-defense daggers and made defensive postures in the direction of the silver needle.

Behind them are Su Qingtian and Xiao Yichen.

"There is no need to worry about such an evil technique without energy."

The little girl said slowly, "We have a family of stone lions at the door of our house. Such little evil spirits will be suppressed in an instant."

After saying that, Su Qingtian crossed Xiao Yichen's body, supported the bed with both hands, lowered her head and tilted her head to look at her uncle.

At this time, Xiao Yichen had already fainted from the pain. Fortunately, his brows were calm and the previous tension and sadness were gone.

After hearing Su Qingtian's words, Meng Fang took the lead to relax.

Su Qingtian stood up and waved, then took out a black porcelain bottle from her sleeve and handed it to Meng Fang.

As the captain of the mansion's guard, Nie Chen went to the large kitchen twice in a row to get hot water, which also aroused a lot of speculation from people around him.

"Give the last pill to my uncle after taking a bath."

At this time, Nie Chen and Meng Fang realized that the old housekeeper had already ordered all the servants in the mansion to put down unnecessary work and stand by around Xiao Yichen's courtyard, waiting for his call.

In Xiao Yichen's room at the other end, Meng Fang was standing by the bathtub, always paying attention to the changes in the color of the water.

"Nie Chen, hurry up!"

As soon as Old Master Wu raised his head, he saw the young boy looking around and asked, "Have you finished writing this poem?"

Zhang Weijie was absent-minded all morning, looking back from time to time to look at Xiao Jingmo and Xiao Nan sitting in the last row.

After a while, another bathtub in the room was filled with hot water. After Meng Fang put in the medicinal powder, he and Nie Chen quickly lifted Xiao Yichen and took him to the new bathtub.

He was looking forward to and afraid in his heart. He was looking forward to Xiao Yichen's recovery from his leg disease, but he was afraid that it would be in vain.

Turn around and pour out one pill, crush it and put it into hot water and stir it for a few times.

"This article was created by the Saint of Poetry. I ask you to copy it once, so that you can keep it in your mind when you write it and make a good review at the same time."

Meng Fang watched Xiao Yichen and observed his expression, while Nie Chen went to the big kitchen to find two or three boys to turn on the stove and boil hot water together.

"Xiao Ding, hurry up and ask the kitchen to bring hot water."

Xiao Nan looked at Zhang Weijie deflated, lowered his head and covered his mouth, snickering.

Just after the morning class, the second big class came.

The servants gathered around the courtyard in anticipation, looking forward to the young master's handsome figure when he stood up again.

"I am reporting this to you, Master. The student's hand is clumsy and he has not finished writing it."

He curled his lips, Xiao Nan's attitude was particularly arrogant today.

On the other hand, Nie Chen helped Xiao Yichen, who was unconscious, take off his upper body coat, leaving only his mattress and pants, and then he carried him into the bathtub.

A stench hit their faces. Nie Chen and Meng Fang covered their mouths and noses and quickly opened the window.

"Quickly ask the big kitchen to send hot water and call a few people to help."

Zhang Weijie shrank his neck, slowly raised his head to look at Old Master Wu, and smiled coquettishly.

Su Qingtian yawned all the way back to her room. He Hua looked at her little master's misty eyes in surprise, and quickly picked her up and brought her to the bed.

The little girl didn't even finish taking off her coat and fell asleep in Lotus's arms.

"So you have to be careful when writing, and be careful when reading words and writing sentences, and don't do it distractedly."

The simplest and fastest way is to replenish your energy by sleeping.

However, the treatment for Xiao Yichen's leg disease caused a huge drain on the body, which was still unable to be fully endured by this young body.

Anyone who takes a look at the messy moves can tell that his heart is not focused on the edge of the sword.

As long as the little master can thrive, nothing will be a problem for the lotus.

The blackened water gave off a foul odor, and the old housekeeper quickly ordered people to clean the smelly water in batches.

"Zhang Weijie."

"There are three pills in here. First, take one and crush it into powder and put it in the water where my uncle is taking a bath."

Mr. Wu was famous for being serious and old-fashioned, and even Zhang Weijie could not offend him.

"Yes, Master, the student has noted it down."

In the blink of an eye, the servants carried the hot water buckets towards Xiao Yichen's yard. The steaming water inside was all clean and shining brightly.

Being so sneaky and invisible, he must have bad intentions!

"Brother Jingmo, we will finish school later. We won't go home in a carriage."

Pulling back the broken hair on Su Qingtian's forehead, he saw that the little girl was sleeping soundly as usual, and He Hua's heart dropped a lot.

The old housekeeper, who knew the inside story, wandered nervously in the courtyard outside Xiao Yichen's house.

Meng Fang originally wanted to send the little girl back, but Su Qingtian told him that Xiao Yichen was the most important thing now, so he stopped insisting.

"Uncle Meng."

Everyone was confused at first, but then a burst of words spread among the crowd.

Although Wang Qin'er's meritorious golden light restored one-tenth of her abilities, and also restored her body's ability to adjust into inedia, Su Qingtian is no longer as hungry as before, and she needs to eat a lot after using her spiritual power.

to fill the body.

Bailu Academy.

The thin black line that attacked several people dissipated in the air before it could reach half a meter.

"Tell the monkeys in the next courtyard to come over immediately!"

"After the water changes color, replace it with clean new water, then crush one and put it in it and continue soaking until the water cools down."

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Fang saw that the water in the tub was gradually turning black, and he stood up and shouted towards the door.

He quickly stood up and bowed with both hands, saluting properly.

But for the sake of his sweet sister, he decided to keep a close eye on these two guys today, and even Chu Gong would not let them go.

It was said that the young lady cured the young master's leg disease and he was about to be cured.

The little master has some little quirks, such as being excessively gluttonous and sleepy, and having an unorganized behavior.

After explaining clearly, Su Qingtian stood beside the bed, stretched out a lot, and slowly left Xiao Yichen's small courtyard.

Before Nie Chen could finish his posture, the old housekeeper who had been waiting for a long time immediately got up and hurried out of the small courtyard.

Nie Chen had nothing to do, so he could only gesture with his sword in the yard.

Nie Chen was still a little nervous. After all, the old man's moves from last night were still vivid in his mind. There were too many weird things in this world, so we should not take them lightly.

This guy is dishonest and has been annoying himself and Brother Jingmo all morning.

Xiao Nan wrinkled the tip of her nose and hummed in a low voice, "Lest that guy Zhang Weijie pester us and delay our time to buy food for our sweet sister."

Xiao Jingmo nodded and agreed with Xiao Nan's suggestion.

Without looking away from the table for a moment, they carefully wrote the poems that Old Master Wu asked them to copy, stroke by stroke.

The young man was unfamiliar with writing, but his extremely serious attitude made up for some of his shortcomings.
Chapter completed!