Nine Thoughts

Ling Wuqi muttered, "Father, what's going on?"

"Who asked you to teach him how to heal heartaches? Huh? Are you his master or am I his master? Do you know if you teach me? Do you need your dog to pick up a mouse?" I saw the green pine sword that never moves Ling Qian, the leader of the faction, swept away his usual stability, and said angrily, "Who told you to help him heal? Huh? The young man has tossed and tossed in bed, and he will be fine after a few days of rest. Why are you so lucky? Are you so angry?" Too busy?" Ling Wuqi said, "I don't know what's wrong with that mentality?"

"It's a big problem!" Ling Qian paced back and forth angrily, "This school's method of healing the heart was left by your ancestor. It originated from the orthodox Taoism and is the energy of Zhengyang. If it is a common internal injury, practicing it will naturally speed up the internal pain." Breath circulation, help recovery.

But the one in Xiao Le's head is the Gu worm that I tried my best to make it fall asleep. You have a set of inner breaths, and you wake it up! "

"Gu worm?" Ling Wuqi was shocked, and turned to An Dahai, "Father, don't you say that this is some kind of sequelae of poisoning?"

"That's right," An Dahai scratched his head in puzzlement, "Hero Shen is wrong, and neither is Hero Ling. You both are Hero Ling, so I'll make it close and call you Lao Ling.

Lao Ling, didn't you say that the poison has been cured before, and only left some sequelae? "Ling Qian sighed: "Dahai, you don't understand the rules of the Jianghu. Since ancient times, there is no balance between good and evil. Our decent sects must not have any connection with the Southwest Demon Sect.

However, only members of the Demon Cult are good at Gu poison. At that time, Xiao Le's medicine, Shi Wuling, had no choice but to turn to a Demon Cult master for help. "

"I understand, you can't let people know that you have contacts with people from the Demon Cult, so you have to never mention the Gu poison, just say it's an ordinary poisoning."

An Hai said, "It's understandable."

Ling Qian said: "According to that expert, there is no cure for the Gu poison in Xiao Le, we can only suppress it with medicine and let the Gu insect fall asleep.

He also said that the medicine is very effective, unless it is driven by positive yang energy, it is absolutely impossible for the Gu worm to wake up.

I counted the current martial arts, only my Qingsong faction and Taishan faction have the same origin, take this Zhengyang road, my second faction is not well-mannered, and I have never cared about nosy things, it must not be a coincidence, how do I know, how do I know "Ling Qian pointed at Ling Wuqi's nose, too angry to speak.

Ling Wuqi was also very remorseful, and wished he could go back to a month ago and strangle the self-confident self to death, but it was obviously useless to think about it now, he thought for a while, and said: "Father, since there is medicine to suppress it, let's make another dose of it. That's enough?" Ling Qian snorted, "It's easy to say, but the technique of Gu poison is very secretive and complicated, and non-evil sect high-level people can't master it. Do you think you can just find someone to make the medicine?" Ling Wuqi Xindao: There are at least four people downstairs in the Devil's Cult, but unfortunately they are all scumbags. If Lan Xuan is waiting here, how could Tong Linyuan handle the case with such fanfare, how could he not come and see it in person?Ling Wuqi's eyes lit up, he stood up abruptly, and said in a loud voice, "Father, father-in-law, wait for me a moment!" After saying that, he opened the door and rushed out, leaping down from the second floor, heading straight for the Demon Cult girl. fly away.

The girl was eating melon seeds leisurely to watch the fun, but when she raised her head unexpectedly, she saw Ling Wuqi landed in front of her.

She said "not good" in her heart, and before she could escape in the future, Ling Wuqi pinched the big acupoint on her shoulder and controlled her.

"Where is Lan Xuan?" Ling Wuqi asked straightforwardly.

The girl blinked innocently: "Who are you? Why can't I understand you?"

"Which of these people is Lan Xuan?" Ling Wuqi asked, "I know you are his personal servant, I have met you several times before, don't play dumb."

The girl became angry when she heard this: "What personal servant? I am his apprentice, his personal disciple, the only heir to the mantle, and may succeed the leader in the future. What do you know!" Ling Wuqi nodded: "That would be even better Come on, let's talk."

"Wait, who are you?" The girl stared at Ling Wuqi for a while, and then realized, "My God, you are the leader of Ling League? You were fine just now, why did you suddenly become a pig?" Ling Wuqi: "" The girl smiled and said: "Leader Ling, don't pester others like this. Even if I succeed the leader in the future, I will not marry you. You will die!" The girl exclaimed in pain. speak out.

Ling Wuqi sneered and said, "I'm tired of watching your master's play, and you don't have to play cats and tigers here. Cut the nonsense and let him come out quickly."

The girl's face turned pale from the pain, but she still managed to put on a smile, then pouted again, and let out a "poof" breath at Ling Wuqi.

Ling Wuqi dodged his face sideways, but a man next to him got hit, and the man immediately screamed: "Oh, it's itchy, why is it so itchy all of a sudden? Oh, it's so itchy, so itchy!" Ling Wuqi squeezed The hand holding the girl's shoulder tightened again, and said: "Don't play these childish tricks."

The girl gritted her teeth and said, "You underestimate our children of the God Cult, and you want to force me to submit with such a trivial means?" Ling Wuqi said: "Then why not see how hard-hearted Lan Xuan is, you are not his only one. A disciple?" The girl said stiffly, "It doesn't matter, my master is still young, even if I die, he will still have time to accept ten or eight more disciples."

Ling Wuqi said: "Okay, let's try."

Having said that, Ling Wuqi has no idea in his heart. While holding the girl hostage, his face turned pale and sweat poured down his face, while he watched everyone present from the corner of his eye. While eating by themselves, some people's attention was still on Tong Linyuan and so on, Tong Linyuan!That's right, what am I competing with this little girl here? It's really putting the cart before the horse. Right now, Lan Xuan's number one must be Tong Linyuan.

Thinking of this, Ling Wuqi suddenly let go of the girl, turned around and jumped to Tong Linyuan's side.

Tong Linyuan was interrogating a prostitute's confession when he saw Ling Wuqi suddenly appeared and said, "Master Ling? What's wrong with your face? Hey? What is this?"

"My lord, I offended you."

Ling Wuqi grabbed Tong Linyuan's left hand pulse door and shouted loudly, "Lan Xuan, hurry up!"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Someone in the crowd suddenly coughed violently, looking for his reputation, it was an unremarkable, stooped old man, "Cough cough hero, I'm not feeling well, can you push me?" Ling Wuqi hooked Cursing the corners of her lips, she walked straight over: "That's exactly what I meant."

Tuliutong Linyuan asked the master with a puzzled expression, "Master Jin, did Xia Ling just come to see me for something?" The master shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

Tong Linyuan turned his head again, and saw the girl not far away crying pear blossoms with rain, so sad, he hurriedly asked: "Girl, why are you crying?"

"Wuuuuu Master, I am too difficult."

The girl sobbed and threw herself into Tong Linyuan's arms.

Tong Linyuan: "?"

I can't, I'm so tired, I really don't have a drop_(:з」∠)_