As the robe was broken, Ling Feng saw the long body of the Jiuyou family, and it has become extremely dry.
Although it is true, the power of qi and blood has passed very well. The whole person seems to be a dead old man, and the whole body is like a skeleton.
I can't see it in a robe, but now I look at it intuitively, it is like a skull with a layer of skin.
"The situation is so serious!"
With a deep breath, Ling Feng calmed down the emotional fluctuations in his heart, and immediately pulled out the first gold needle, the first needle, and stabbed the long wind gate of the Jiuyou family.
Start from the wind door, and immediately go down, walking down, Shentang, soul door, three coke ...
"Um……"
Suddenly, the nine -hand tribe's long forehead was sweaty, and the severe pain seemed to pierce his soul directly from the tip of the needle, so that he couldn't help twitching.
This kind of pain is like entering the edge of the magic of the fire, and the life hangs a line.
Seeing his father's so painful appearance, Jun Jiuyou tightened his fist, and wanted to stop it, but he didn't dare to disturb easily. He could only pray silently in his heart.
Similarly, on the forehead of Lingfeng, the sweat beads are also large and large. Since I get the lower "Tai Xuan Needle Moxibustion", I have encountered such a tricky situation for the first time.
First of all, the physical fitness of the Protoss is different from ordinary people, and when the Jiuyou tribe cultivated, it wounded into the magic, hurting the origin of the original god.
This is very tricky.
Coupled with the delay for too long, for seven or eight years, the Jiuyou family can survive, it is already a miracle.
"Repeat the needle!"
Ling Feng took a deep breath. First, the Taoxuan gold needle was used to seal the Dantian Qihai of the Jiuyou tribe, and immediately renewed the golden needle to arrange the re -built -in needle array to try to repair the vitality of the Jiuyou tribe.
However, no matter how hard Ling Feng works, the speed of regeneration is far from being able to catch up with the speed of vitality.
Even if Ling Feng has a needle for the Jiuyou family day and night, it can only delay the speed of his decline, but it is impossible to cure this situation at all.
Ling Feng's current Yuanli supports up to seven, seven, forty -nine days, and he will die first.
Half.
Ling Feng slowly spit out a bite of turbid air, and opened his eyes slightly.
"How about it!"
Jun Jiuyou stepped forward and saw that his father's complexion was eased a lot. The flesh on his body didn't seem to be so dry. Suddenly, "Brother Ling, is his father's injury?"
"Why……"
Ling Feng sighed lightly, shaking his head slightly, "Still a bit tricky, I can still use the regenerative gold needle to stabilize the vitality of the patriarch, but want to completely cure it, it is difficult!"
"this……"
Jun Jiuyou squeezed his fist, can't even Ling Feng, can't you?
"hehe……"
Those Jiuyou chiefs had no front, but comforted and comforted: "Jiuyou, this result is also in the prediction of the father. However, the acupuncture of the Ling little brother is really amazing, although it cannot be completely completely unable to complete it.
Creating my injury, but I feel a lot better now. "
"Father……"
Jun Jiuyou gritted his teeth, looking at his father's pale look, his heart was cut like a knife.
And, among the entire Jiuyou gods, only him can bear this pain. He even dare not tell his most dear sister.
"Stupid boy!"
Jun Wufeng patted Jun Jiuyou's shoulder, "You don't have to worry about the injury to the father! Over the years, I have worked hard."
"Father, I ..."
Jun Jiuyou still reluctant to believe it, looking back at Ling Feng, gritted his teeth and asked: "Brother Ling, do you really have no other way? It's not possible, I'll go to the ghost doctor!
The wicked Valley looked for a ghost doctor, I believe he can cure his father’s injury. "
"this……"
Ling Feng had a difficult time, he really wanted to tell Jun Jiuyou, if he couldn't help him, even if he found a ghost doctor, what would he use?
But he didn't dare to say it, and couldn't bear to break the last hope of Jun Jiuyou.
"Brother Jun, I think there are other ways."
Ling Feng sighed lightly and said slowly: "The biggest problem that makes Zun is the trauma of the deeds. If he can repair his origin, at least 60 % of them can be cured."
"So how to repair the original god pattern?"
Jun Jiuyou's eyelid jump, "Is it ..."
He raised his eyes and stared at Ling Feng, "Do you mean, can you use the essence of others to repair the god pattern for his father?"
"Um." Ling Feng nodded slightly, "There is indeed this opportunity, and the more the quality of the gods is similar, the higher the opportunity to repair, so it must be the origin of the origin of the Jiuyou God's family."
"No, absolutely no!"
Before waiting for Ling Feng to finish, Jun Wufeng frowned immediately: "As the chief of the Jiuyou Gods, how can I do something to plunder the origin of the god pattern for others for their own life and death!
Let's stop! I would rather die, and I will never seize the patterns of the tribe! "
Jun Wufeng's face was serious, and the words were stunned.
Ling Feng could not help but admire the Jiuyou family.
He is indeed a rare good patriarch. Even between life and death, he will not sacrifice his own people for his life.
"Father, don't plunder others!"
Jun Jiuyou didn't want to, and immediately gritted his teeth: "You use me, I am willing to dedicate the deeds to my father!"
"Don't think of it!"
Jun Wufeng pushed Jun Jiuyou, "For a person like me, do you want to destroy the future? You are my most proud son, and you have to replace me as the patriarch of the Jiuyou God.
Dare to mention half a sentence, I don't recognize you as the son! "
"Father, I am willing! I am all given by my father! Now, I just return it to you."
"I don't want you to pay back!"
"Father, why are you so stubborn!"
"Huh, I am your Lao Tzu, I said it!"
Looking at the father and son, Ling Feng could be regarded as a father -in -law filial piety, and his heart touched slightly.
Unfortunately, I have never seen my parents since I was a child, and I did not realize that even the father and son of the father and son were warm.
"Ling Fengyou, this matter, let's stop here. I will die, and I will not seize the origin of the people of the same family. Since my injury is no longer rescued, I am not much time ...
"
Jun Wufeng paused and sighed softly: "Taking advantage of today, my spirit is pretty good, let's go, kid, help me, I want to go out!"
"Father, you ..."
Jun Jiu looked at his father. Since he walked into the demon and was seriously injured, he never left the quiet room in order to conceal the injury.
Then, then
Today, he actually wants to go out?
Is he really reaching the last moment, can you no longer delay?