The smell of medicine curled in the room, and the Yiren sat down beside the bed, curiously raised her nice chin, her hair showed big eyes, and Lu Yu and others were reflected in it, like a Tianhu.
It's a pity that she is thinner, and she also benefits from this thinness.
"The peach blossoms in the hometown have disappeared, and the shadows of the windows and mountains of Xiaolouxuan are heavy. If you see the Slender Lake Disease Xizi, the autumn breeze will wither and the mountains will red.
Lu Yu chanted softly, the voice of the child had a different charm, and he nodded slightly to the panicked little girl, letting go of his guard against convenience.
Xiao Ruan's brows couldn't help but frowned, and he walked to Lu Yu's side and asked in a low voice, "Doesn't you like it, Master?"
Lu Yu said naturally, "I don't like it."
Xiao Ruan suddenly felt that his young master had this character. He liked being beautiful, but he preferred to be taken care of instead of taking care of others.
The one who didn't like it, the voice was not too small, which made everyone present embarrassed. Even if you really don't like it, at least you can't speak in front of this girl.
The little girl's intimacy that had just risen disappeared in an instant. It was Lu Yumianshan who dared to roll a good-looking eye at him and pursed his small mouth.
"Humph."
The voice is cute and cute.
"Lv E, how can you do this to your guests?"
Hongluan hurriedly walked to the bed, carefully tucked the quilt for her, and said with some blame. Lu E also lowered his head, full of grievances.
It’s just to say that Hong Luan’s mood at this time has not been calm. She has never seen her own indifferent sister expressing such vivid emotions in front of outsiders, or in the eyes of some people, she My sister is more like a delicately crafted but cold and fragile ceramic doll.
Hong Luan is very good at being a human being. Before Lu Yu asked him, he said to his sister in a warm voice, "This little boy is here to treat your illness. You have to be more polite to him."
Lu E was surprised, turned to look at Lu Yu, and said in disbelief: "He is such a small person, can also see a doctor? The ones who came before were all grandpas with white beards..."
"This son is..."
"Such a young girl would judge people by their appearance," Lu Yu walked up before Hong Luan could say anything, and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I think I'm definitely better than ordinary doctors, even though I'm very good. See the doctor less."
Lu Yu was right. With the knowledge of his previous life, he would be much better than ordinary doctors. As for saying that he rarely sees a doctor, in fact he only sees his mother.
Because he was a child, he naturally didn't have to worry about men's and women's defenses. Lu Yu directly grabbed the stunned little girl by the wrist and carefully understood her physical condition. Lu Yu naturally wouldn't know the pulse, but he would be better.
Lu Yu’s previous life’s cultivation was derived from the “Hanjiang Lone Star”. The most particular thing is to control the two silk threads that are almost invisible to the naked eye. Coupled with the scarce aura in the previous life, Lu Yu can only cultivate a trace of aura to the extreme. No trace of waste, no trace of error.
In his hands, the aura used by an ordinary warrior for a right punch can be solidified by him, and then drawn into a silk thread. The small energy ball of mung bean can be pulled up to tens of meters in length by him! The silk thread was more like his hands and feet. Not only did it have a sense of touch, but it also had something similar to'sight'. Because there was nowhere to learn, he could only explore it on his own. Lu Yu called this feeling by himself as'spiritual sense'.
Today, Lu Yu naturally can't release a trace of aura, and "a touch of moonlight" is also completely released by means. Using the existing aura in the air, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't be hurt like that by just cutting off a weed.
But although he doesn't have aura, Xiao Ruan does. As Lu Yu’s first "personal disciple" in the world, Xiao Ruan’s aptitude has surprised Lu Yu countless times. Judging from the fact that she can easily release aura, it is enough to make Lu Yu sigh for several years. After all, it took Lu Yu thirteen years to accomplish this in his previous life, while Xiao Ruan only took less than a year.
Xiao Ruan came over and gave Lu Yu a worried look.
Lu Yu smiled softly and said, "It's okay, as long as the release is stable enough, I won't hurt myself."
Xiao Ruan was relieved now, fingers raised slightly, and a milky white hazy thing that looked like a mist floated out of her index finger. It was a mist, but it was condensed but not scattered, forming a hug. The ball is the size of a pigeon egg.
Lu Yu nodded in satisfaction, and also extended his index finger, with a slight stroke, the ball turned into a smoky silk thread, and went in along Lue's wrist.
"Yeah!"
This scared the little girl so hard that she subconsciously pulled her hand back, Lu Yu Mingming held it with her hand, but... His strength was really not as good as that of a sick girl, and the process in which the other party broke free and raised her arm. Zhong also hit her in the face.
Snapped.
Slightly sounded.
Lu Yu was completely stunned on the spot. As a result, the silk thread broke and the mist disappeared.
"Puff..."
Hongluan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately covered her mouth, but unfortunately he still didn't cover it, and he made a sneer.
Hua Qianshu was also stunned. A durian could be placed inside his mouth open. He didn't smile. His whole body was sweating, and his clothes were soaked in an instant. Then... he rushed forward and hugged Hongluan, desperately rushing out. Xiaolou, while running, said: "You have never had this sister before!"
Hong Luan was smiling originally, but now she can't laugh, she was stunned for a moment, and then crazily wanted to break free, grabbing her hands in the air, trying to rush back to the small building immediately.
"Don’t move, it’s useless. If you didn’t laugh out loud before, when nothing happened, there was still a glimmer of life. Now you have beaten you, and your face has been stepped on. Even if you can live I have lost face and still want to save your sister? Don't dream... Whoops!"
Just as he was talking, Hua Qianshu suddenly felt a pain in his neck. It was Hong Luan who bit on it in one bite. The force was so fast that Hua Qianshu had no time to stop it with infuriating energy, or even if it was too late, he wouldn’t. Go do it. But this bite is really fierce, the skin is open and fleshy, a piece of flesh is still attached to the body, and the blood flows out like a fountain.
Hua Qianshu's painful eyebrows were curled, but he still didn't let go. Instead, he tightened Hongluan's arms and said, "Calmness, calmness! Life matters."
"You put me down, or I will die right in front of you."
Hong Luan's voice was very calm. When people encounter major events, especially those that determine life and death, they tend to become so peaceful.
Hua Qianshu turned his head and saw that Hong Luan's hair had been scattered, and the pearl hairpin with a fixed bun was being held in her hand, with the sharp end pressed against her throat. She was serious, because blood had already slipped from the pearl hairpin, flowing through the palm of her hand, making the red dress dazzling bright red.