Chapter 629 Si Fuqing: Yes, I am the Ghost Doctor [2 more]
Chapter 629 Si Fuqing: Yes, I am the Heavenly Doctor with Ghost Hands [2 updates]
Heavenly doctors with ghost hands can only save people when they see death.
But whether it is in the Eternal Continent or the real world, this name will spread in the world, or because the ghost-hand heavenly doctor can steal people from the hands of the King of Hell.
No, it should be said that the King of Hell did not dare to confront the Ghost Hand Heavenly Doctor.
The heavenly doctor with ghost hands makes people live, and the king of hell can only retreat.
Mr. Yu's pupils shrank: "What do you mean!"
These people are all saying weird things.
He couldn't understand it at all!
"Want to know how Brother Ninth's legs healed?" Si Fuqing stepped forward slowly.
She smiled: "I treated it."
Mr. Yu's heart twitched hard and his tone of voice changed: "You... cured it?"
Many masters of traditional Chinese medicine have concluded that Yu Xiheng will be a disabled person throughout his life.
How could Si Fuqing, a little girl who was not yet twenty years old, be cured?
"Oh, yes, after being reminded by others, I also treated your grandson's aphasia." Si Fuqing lazily snapped his fingers, "I know you have been looking for me for so long."
"I watched you guys wandering around like headless flies in the Eternal Continent. It was quite fun."
This sentence was nothing more than a thunder exploding in Mr. Yu's ears.
There was a "boom", and his mind went blank for an instant, with no thoughts at all.
Yu Yao suffered from aphasia, but luckily met the ghost-hand heavenly doctor on the Eternal Continent and recovered. Mr. Yu knew this.
Mr. Yu's face instantly turned pale and he murmured: "The Heavenly Doctor with Ghost Hands..."
"Smart." Si Fuqing smiled, "You said that if you want to please Brother Ninth, treat him better."
"I treated you just for his sake, but why do you want to make him suffer?"
"He has been wronged, and I am not happy. I am not happy, and I will not save him even if I die. Do you understand?"
At this moment, an even more turbulent wave of regret surged forward, making Mr. Yu almost breathless and feeling pain in his heart.
The relationships that he couldn't build up with all his efforts, and the people that he couldn't invite, were easily available to Yu Xiheng.
Yu Xiheng spoke again: "Torture."
This time, Mr. Yu did not dare to threaten Yu Qishan again.
He began to beg Yu Xiheng, calling her nickname: "Xiaojiu, dad really knows that he was wrong. Dad never dares to do it again. My body and bones can't bear it. Please..."
Mr. Yu was able to trick Yu Qishan into the villa because he took advantage of Yu Qishan's sympathy and feelings.
But Yu Xiheng has neither of these two.
He just sat in his high position and watched indifferently as Mr. Yu kept begging for mercy.
Mr. Yu made a mistake.
The two guards stepped forward, picked up two long iron hooks, and aimed them at his lute bones, one on the left and the other on the right.
"Chi——!"
The sounds of flesh and blood being torn apart and bones being penetrated resounded in the silent hall, accompanied by Mr. Yu's heart-rending screams.
In the first two seconds, Yu Xiheng raised his hand and pulled Si Fuqing into his arms.
He put her head on his chest and covered her ears with both hands.
Si Fuqing was stunned for a moment, and she whispered: "What are you doing? I'm not a child anymore. I've seen this scene too many times."
"Well, I know." His voice came from the top of her head, and she could feel his chest vibrating slightly, "If you don't coax me, I have no choice but to coax you."
After a pause, he whispered: "It's my first time, so I'm still learning."
Si Fuqing: "..."
No need to study anymore.
You already know how to do this, if you continue to learn, how can others survive?
She had never seen such a gifted man.
After all, there were other people around, and Si Fuqing felt her ears feel a little hot: "Let me go first."
"It's up to you." He put down his hand, but didn't let her leave.
Gu Huiyan saw this and was heartbroken: "Alas..."
His apprentice, Dabaicai, was just snatched away.
In the middle of the hall, Mr. Yu has already gone through a round of torture.
The guards of the Thousand Army Alliance showed no mercy and targeted the most painful areas.
With their fingers connected to their hearts, Mr. Yu screamed again, extremely sad.
However, no one was moved.
"You are patricide!" Mr. Yu yelled hysterically, "You, you will be punished, you..."
When everyone present heard these words, except for Mo Yanwen, Xiao Wenjian and the eldest elder of the Feng family, no one had any special reaction.
Xiao Wenjian's expression was a bit strange.
He almost forgot that the old emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty who was mediocre and unprincipled, was killed by Yu Xiheng himself with the Dragon Bird Sword.
Before Emperor Yin died, he passed this sword to the Qianjun Alliance and left a legacy -
In the future, if there is a faint emperor in the Great Xia Dynasty, the Thousand Army Alliance can use the dragon bird sword to cut off the faint emperor's head and establish a new emperor.
Emperor Yin also left another testament—
No matter who was in charge of the ups and downs of the Great Xia Dynasty, no foreigners were allowed to invade an inch of Great Xia's land, nor were the emperor and his eunuchs allowed to oppress the people.
Xiao Wenjian looked at the man in a dark gray suit, his heart suddenly felt hot, and his eyes felt a little heavy.
He did indeed do too much, and even after his death, he still protected the five states of Daxia.
I hope that in this life, he can be safe and secure and fulfill his other wishes.
After a few minutes, the screams stopped.
"Brother Ninth, fellow family heads and alliance leaders, he has passed out." Shen Ying clasped his fists, "What should we do next?"
Yu Xiheng's tone was cool: "Wake up."
Si Fuqing took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, threw it on Mr. Yu, and blinked: "This is the wound medicine I refined. Give him one if he can't hold it anymore."
These words were said calmly, but Shen Ying's scalp felt numb: "Yes, Miss Si."
"Brother should be awake by now." Si Fuqing stood up and stretched, "Brother Ninth, let's go there."
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Yu Qishan seemed to have had a long dream. In the dream, he saw many monsters and monsters. These monsters and monsters pulled him, trying to pull him to the other side of the underworld.
But just when he was about to be pulled over, a ray of light pierced the darkness and directly shattered these monsters.
He woke up from his dream, gasping for air and sweating all over his head.
There were warm hands holding his shoulders, which made him feel relieved.
"Brother," Yu Xiheng said, "Qingqing said that you were attacked by the power of yin and yang and the five elements, and you were almost dragged to the world of the dead. Drink some medicine to replenish your strength."
Yu Qishan was still a little confused. He touched his head:
When he was trapped by Takezawa Ryuji's formation, he thought he was dead.
In front of Onmyoji, ordinary people are completely vulnerable.
But at that time, although he was scared, he was more sad.
Yu Qishan could not believe that Mr. Yu actually wanted his life.
He could indeed do everything he could to save his father and mother, but what Mr. Yu did completely chilled his heart.
"...Shi Yan?" Yu Qishan opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him clearly, "I...I'm not dead?"
Yu Xiheng smiled faintly: "Qingqing is a heavenly doctor with ghost hands. No one died under her hands, so don't worry, brother."
