At this moment, the city lord lowered his head and apologized like a child who had done something wrong.
Fengjiu didn't say anything more, but just said to him: "Seal the acupuncture points on your father's body first."
“Okay.” The city lord responded, and used his fingers to gather spiritual energy to seal the acupuncture points all over his father’s body, and then stepped aside to wait for Fengjiu’s next instruction.
At this time, Fengjiu stepped forward and pierced each acupuncture point with a silver needle. Then her hand reached towards the old man's waist, as if looking for something. When she felt the movement under the skin, the silver needle between her fingers pierced down with a whoosh.
City Lord Duan who was standing by didn't dare to disturb them, and even breathed lighter. When he saw Feng Jiu's silver needle pierce down with a whoosh and hit a finger-thick, wriggling worm, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
He felt that the worm was nailed there by the silver needle and could not move, but it was still alive. After nailing one of them, he could even see signs of movement on the other side. In almost just a moment, the worm that was not nailed moved under the skin and flesh and then disappeared, as if moving somewhere else.
At this time, Fengjiu took the spiritual medicine with both hands, plucked the leaves of the spiritual medicine, crushed them and let the medicinal juice drip out. She poured the medicinal juice into his father's mouth, stuffed the spiritual medicine residue into his father's mouth, nose and ears, and then injected the ice attribute contained in the two ice crystal cores into his father's body.
In an instant, he saw his father's body, which was originally covered with a layer of fine ice, quickly become stiff, and his blood was gradually frozen, and his blood circulation was blocked. In addition, the extremely cold thousand-year-old ice bed was transmitting a thousand-year-old cold air under his body. In just a moment, he felt that his father had no breath...
At this moment, his heart paused and he wanted to step forward to stop it, but he had to endure it.
He stood there with his hands clenched into fists. At this moment, he felt a chill all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The only thing echoing in his mind was: his father had died...
He didn't know how long it had been, but when he saw Fengjiu pierce his father's body with another silver needle, as if it had nailed something, at that moment, he could only hear the sound of himself swallowing his saliva and the sound of his heartbeat like thunder.
“City Lord Duan, untie the acupuncture points all over his body!” Fengjiu’s hands were busy, she used her spiritual energy to melt the frost on Father Duan’s body, while using her spiritual energy to protect his heart meridians.
However, after she spoke, she didn't see City Lord Duan make any move, so she looked up, frowned, and shouted: "City Lord Duan! Quickly untie your father's acupuncture points!"
"Ah? Oh, yes, yes!" He suddenly came back to his senses and hurried forward to unblock the acupuncture points that had been blocked before. After unblocking them, he saw that she had used the same sharp knife to slash at his father's body.
Perhaps it was because the cold air in there was too strong, and the person lying on the thousand-year-old ice bed was almost frozen. When the knife was cut, only a tiny trace of blood was seen oozing out, and then he saw Fengjiu pull out a golden insect pierced by a silver needle from between the flesh!
When he saw the golden bug, his heart jumped up suddenly. Only then did he realize that although his father's breathing was very weak, he had recovered a little bit of vitality...