After Feng Wuxie pierced 20 silver needles in Liyu's main spiritual vein, he stopped snapping his fingers.
She knew that she was now dancing on the tip of a knife, and every second she challenged the patience of the person behind her.
Although she has become accustomed to drifting in danger, this time, she is rare to be a little nervous!
Feng Wuxie understands that the person behind him has the power that he cannot contend for now. Even if Emperor Qianxie is by his side and the whole cicada is not screaming, it is probably like an ant that can easily be crushed to death in the eyes of that person. general.
But there is no absolute in everything, and ants can also shake elephants, can they not? !
Perhaps it’s been too long since I came into this world. Many times, she has become accustomed to fighting with spiritism and doing things openly and honestly, but she has forgotten that in fact, when she was trained in special forces, she learned the most. It’s not a head-on fight, but—
When you accept a task—
Head-on fighting should be avoided as much as possible!
As a special soldier and a doctor, what she is best at is actually using various techniques or strategies to achieve her goals!
Especially when the enemy facing him is obviously stronger than himself!
And now, Feng Wuxie is facing such a situation.
Brute force is useless, only outsmart!
At this time, Feng Wuxie did not just demonstrate acupuncture—
In order to let Liyu fully understand the essence of this technique, she even introduced this acupuncture technique into Liyu's mind while applying the acupuncture!
This action is extremely energy intensive, but after completion, Feng Wuxie can stop and rest. If the remaining Poison Masters have any incomprehensions, they can be taught directly by Li Yun!
It was almost tea time, Feng Wuxie gripped the void and pulled the spirit force, finally retracting the silver needle from Liyu's body into his palm—
"Liyu's first seat, how is your spiritual power recovered?" Feng Wuxie asked.
In Li Yun's thoughts, she was still thinking about the acupuncture technique Feng Wuxie had just passed over!
She didn't expect that Lord Feng had directly penetrated the entire set of needle techniques into her mind in this way!
Just now, she felt that her mind was empty, as if she was in an illusion!
Now, she actually understood the profound meaning of many stitches in an instant!
After being shocked for a long time, Li Yun slowly returned to her senses, almost replied with excitement:
"Return to the Lord, my spiritual power...has...completely recovered!"
Following Li Yun's words, the poison masters around couldn't help exclaiming!
Those who are curious can't help but step forward, wanting to personally investigate Liyu's spiritual power state!
Feng Wuxie gently wiped the thin sweat from his forehead. Due to internal injuries, and after the acupuncture procedure, he passed on his skills, his already haggard face became paler:
"Li Yun, then, it's up to you to guide everyone."
"Yes! Lord!" Li Yun's face was full of gratitude!
Feng Wuxie nodded, and then took out more needle cartridges: "These
, Take it and distribute it to everyone, if it is not enough, ask me to get it again. "
-These tempered silver needles were taken by Feng Wuxie from the modern medical room in the ancient tower space.
The contents there are inexhaustible, so there is no need to worry about the number of silver needles.
Li Yun took the needle box and followed Feng Wuxie's order to distribute it.
Yun Shu was the first person to receive the needle box. He was detached from his talent in medical skills, and he fully understood the acupuncture method taught by Feng Wuxie, but the young boy looked at Feng Wuxie without The blood-colored face, lips pressed tightly, the emotions are very complicated in the small eyes...
If... he can be as strong as the Lord, then, the Lord alone will not be so hard!
"Lord, are you okay?"
Yun Shu asked concerned.
Feng Wuxie raised his hand and touched his head: "I'm fine, have you learned everything?"
The movement of touching her head was very kind. Yun Shu looked at Feng Wuxie blankly, only to feel that her gentle appearance seemed to be like an older sister who had depended on her in the past...
It took him a while before he realized that it was too unruly to look directly at the Lord, so he lowered his head in a panic and shyly, and whispered back:
"Well, I learned."
Feng Wuxie nodded and smiled: "I know, you only need to read it once and you can learn it."
Yun Shu froze for a moment... Is this the Lord... complimenting him
In an instant, he seemed to have received great encouragement, showing a bright smiling face that only a teenager can have: "Thank you Lord, I will work hard!"
His childish and hopeful smiling face, in this dangerous situation, can make people feel relieved out of thin air, as if he really saw Yun Shu Yunjuan, poetry and painting fleeting.
Looking at his smiling face, Feng Wuxie only felt infected.
Feng Wuxie said: "Yun Shu, time is running out, you should also give yourself acupuncture treatment, I have to rest."
Yun Shu nodded, holding the needle box obediently and left.
After holding on for a long time, Feng Wuxie suddenly relaxed, only then did he feel that his head was aching slightly.
She shook her body, and another feeling of dizziness came—
Only this time, she did not fall.
Because before she fell, a very gentle soul power was injected into her body, which was warm and extremely comfortable, and instantly relieved the discomfort caused by excessive consumption.
She turned her head and saw the warm soul light in the palm of Emperor Qianxie, and his face that was so cold that it couldn't be colder, and that it couldn't be anymore... handsome face.
Feng Wuxie smiled dogishly: "Hey, thanks."
Di Qianxie looked at her like a fool without speaking.
Feng Wuxie then smiled more dogmatically: "The emperor's master? Don't always be sullen and angry. You get old quickly and you're not handsome.
Di Qianxie's face became even colder: "..." But the soul of his palm was not extinguished, and he was still helping Feng Wuxie to heal his injuries.
Feng Wuxie continued to laugh hard, and lowered his voice
Voice: "That? My dear? Qian Xie? Xiao Qianqian? Xiao Xie Xie?"
When Di Qianxie heard it, his eyes widened-this woman, damn it, is she deliberately teasing him at this time? !
He put out the soul light in his palm, and directly dragged Feng Wuxie into his arms!
Feng Wuxie asked in shock, "What do you want to do?"
After asking, she realized the familiar and domineering sense of deterrence released by the man in front of her, and she immediately stunned:
"Hey, Di Qianxie, don't you... Many people are watching, after all, I, I are the Lord... must be majestic, and that... that who... maybe still watching us... Don't... Um...!"
It's useless to say or to say.
I was kissed after all.
Everyone in Buming Cicada turned their backs one after another, as if I couldn't see anything.
Feng Wuxie was kissed in front of so many subordinates. Although everyone knew that Di Qianxie was her man, she still felt ashamed to meet people... She pushed Di Qianxie hard and managed to escape from his kiss, half It was praying and half threateningly said:
"Don't waste time... Let the enemy see the joke... Didn't you just give me soul power, just continue to do it, I... I can use the Vientiane Secret Needle for myself..."
Emperor Qianxie smiled and whispered:
"Well... You may have forgotten that soul power doesn't have to be able to cross the palms... Lips are also possible, right?"
Feng Wuxie: "..."
Emperor Qianxie leaned down and smiled more evilly:
"And, the enemy? Oh, maybe that person is an old bachelor. Because there is no woman, he is addicted to practice. In the end, he is abnormal and crazy, and then tries to provoke you and me! , Wouldn't it be better?"
Feng Wuxie: "..."
Why did she feel that after Di Qianxie finished saying these words, a murderous aura suddenly appeared in the silent forest that had been bombarded by spiritual power?
There are even wind gusts...
not…
That person... has no patience, or is angry... Is there something to be released
No, the poison masters' acupuncture techniques are still in progress, and their spiritual power has not fully recovered yet!
Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie glared at Di Qianxie, and deliberately retorted loudly:
"Nonsense! The other side casts ancient sword weapons such as Yuyu and Chiyan, and can suppress our spirit power to this level. Just imagine, how can such a big man lack women around him?"
really…
As soon as this sentence is said...
The murderous aura suddenly disappeared...
Is it
The soul-casting master behind this is really a... Tsundere
Feng Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still uneasy, and finally couldn't help adding:
"However, no matter how good he is, the Vientiane Secret Needle in my hand is not vegetarian!"
After saying this, um, feel relieved.
…
Outside the ancient mirror of Liuyu.
Jun Buran smiled coldly: "Huh. She is really a cunning woman who can show off her tongue to delay time..."
(End of this chapter)