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The first thousand four hundred and nineteenth chapter is sad

Xu Qing, surrounded by a group of filial sons and grandsons with ulterior motives, carried the sleeping Mr. Zhu to the bedroom on the second floor. Just after he and the second daughter entered the door, Qi Kaiwu's eyes were blank, and he grabbed and lifted the gang like lightning.

His filial sons and grandsons were thrown out of the door one by one. This old man was really unstoppable when he got angry.

Qi Kaiwu, with his beard and hair sprouting, blocked the door like a mighty old lion. He shouted in a deep voice to the noisy crowd outside: "If that little brat dares to come up and disturb me, wish me a rest, don't blame the old man for being ruthless." As he spoke, he stretched out his palms.

I slapped the door frame on the left hard, and bang! The alloy door frame made a loud bang, and collapsed with a piece as big as my palm. Three fingerprints were clearly identifiable.

The originally noisy filial sons and grandsons suddenly became quiet as if they had been pinched by the neck and twisted around. Anyone who knew Qi Kaiwu knew that this old man could not be offended. Those who did not know him stared blankly at the deformed door frame and did not dare to come out.

Sound, this is a thickened alloy door. If this crazy old man gets mad, who can bear his slap?

Boom!

The door was slammed shut with such force that the ceiling buzzed. The filial son and grandson outside the door secretly scolded Qi Kaiwu many times, but no one dared to utter a single curse word.

Qi Kaiwu turned around and walked straight to the bed, still murmuring: "A bunch of brats, they treat me like a 'haha subject' if they don't show off their power, Niang Xipi..." The old man actually cursed at the end.

A Fenghua native curse came and Xu Qing, who had just put Mr. Zhu down, laughed out loud on the spot.

Qi Kaiwu took two steps forward to the bed and put his hand on his brother's pulse gate. As a veteran earth realm ancient warrior, he was very skillful in feeling the pulse. After closing his eyes and pondering for a long time, he had a good idea of ​​his brother's health status.

It was clear to him, and when he opened his eyes and took back his palms, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Zhu Xiaoling on the side had already noticed something was wrong. She stepped forward and grabbed Qi Kaiwu's sleeves, and said urgently: "Old man, how is grandpa? Do you want to send him to the hospital immediately?"

Qi Kaiwu shook his head with a grimace and said: "I hope I'm exhausted mentally and physically. I've run out of gas and light. Even if I wake up..." The ninety-year-old man was able to survive this torment.

Miracle, I wish the old man might never wake up if he sleeps this night.

Zhu Xiaoling's body swayed, her face became as white as paper, tears in her eyes rolled down her cheeks, Xu Qingyuan gently held her in his arms and whispered: "Master, is there no hope?"

Qi Kaiwu looked at the sleeping Mr. Zhu and whispered: "If Mr. Zhu had listened to my advice to give up business and practice martial arts, he might have achieved more than me, but it's a pity that he couldn't give up."

In fact, none of Zhu's family knew that Mr. Zhu was also an ancient warrior before, but he gave up martial arts and became a businessman as soon as he entered the middle level of the Yellow Realm. If he had not had the foundation of a warrior, he would not have survived to the age he is today. He and Qi Kaiwuzhi

The friendship between them was established while practicing martial arts. Speaking of which, Mr. Zhu was still Qi Kaiwu’s savior. The past was just like a passing cloud, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to pass away. Although he was reluctant to give up, he could not reverse his fate.

Xu Qing is feeling depressed now. After finally rescuing Mr. Zhu, he thought he could retire with success, but he didn't expect it to end like this. He feels so confused and helpless...

Qi Kaiwu frowned, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "I wish my brother had saved my life back then. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will let him enjoy his life for a few days. The only way now is to use his inner energy to replace me."

He may be able to rejuvenate the dead wood by washing the hair and cutting the marrow, but as for how much life can be extended, we can only leave it to fate."

After saying that, Qi Kaiwu stretched out his hand and pulled down the skirt of his clothes. Bang bang bang - the buttons on his chest burst open. He strode to the bed and reached out to lift Mr. Zhu up. Unexpectedly, a hand stretched out from beside him.

An arm was covering his chest.

"Uncle, you said that washing hair and marrow can save people, so why don't you accept it? I am the best at such small things. Tsk tsk, I tore off a row of buttons in vain. You are also serious." Xu Qing heard that he wished the old man was saved.

The depression in his heart was swept away. Washing the hair and marrow was a piece of cake for him. Is there any need to mess around with unbuttoning and stripping?

Qi Kaiwu raised his eyebrows, turned to look at Xu Qing, and said in a deep voice: "My uncle understands your kindness, but washing hair and cutting marrow consumes a lot of internal energy of a warrior. Once you succeed, you can't make an inch of progress within a few years.

The same goes for heavenly warriors."

Xu Qing smiled calmly, let go of his sister's arm and walked to the bed. He winked at his uncle playfully and said, "It's not as difficult to cleanse the hair and marrow as to reshape the inner alchemy, right? Besides, I'm no longer a Heavenly Realm warrior.

Okay, if you want to make a breakthrough again, it’s only a matter of years and years. Come on, just watch it!"

"Reshaping the inner alchemy... is not the realm of heaven..." Qi Kaiwu chewed Xu Qing's words with a dull expression. Every sentence was like a big hammer hitting his heart. Suddenly, two lights flashed in his eyes.

He turned his head and shouted: "You brat, half-saint..."

In the middle of the question, Qi Kaiwu raised his palm and covered his mouth, because he saw that the boy who wanted to scold him was sitting cross-legged behind Mr. Zhu, holding his breath and concentrating with his palms against the old man's back. He couldn't bear it at this time.

It didn't bother me at all, this kid was too random, but he remembered this favor.

Xu Qing used his clairvoyant eyes to look inside Mr. Zhu's body and found that the old man's current physical condition was like a machine that was about to be scrapped. The shriveled veins were blocked everywhere, some organs had seriously atrophied, and only the heart was still beating reluctantly.

, as if it would stop at any time.

In fact, I wish that the old man would have reached the age of death even if he had not experienced this incident. However, this time he suffered a lot of emotional ups and downs. His originally short life span was exhausted, and the most important thing is that the old man is here.

After learning that it was his grandson who wanted to use him to fill the wall, he was extremely disappointed. He felt that he had no hope of survival. A person who has no sense of survival is the most difficult to save.

Washing hair and marrow is not a problem for Xu Qing. With the help of the clairvoyant eye, the speed is unbelievable. Zhengyang Qi turns into threads and travels between the blocked veins, and then removes all the blood clots and residues.

It was collected and discharged from the old man's nasal cavity. The whole process only took less than half an hour.

After a successful cleansing and marrow removal, Xu Qing was about to gather his Qi and gather his energy, but something strange happened. There were several new blockages in the newly cleared veins. He could only use Qi to form needles again to clear those places.

After combing through it, he scanned it again with his clairvoyant eyes for the sake of caution. However, after the scan, he was stunned, and a group of blood pimples the size of a needle nose had condensed in two blood vessels. If this continued, it would only take

If you relax even a little bit, blockages will be added everywhere. Now he finally understands that the old man doesn't want to live at all.


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