A figure shot onto the ring, but it was Cao Kun. He glanced at Mo Di, said nothing, walked to Qian Gui and put his hand on his pulse.
A powerful force rushed out from Qian Gui's veins, shaking the old man's fingers open half an inch. The old man was shocked, and the expression on his face became darker. He pressed his fingers slowly again, even with a little difficulty. Perceived trembling.
The old man finally put his finger on Qian Gui's pulse again. After only two or three seconds, he couldn't help taking a breath and his face changed drastically. He stood up with a sigh, staring at Mo Di with a look in his eyes. There was some fear, and after a long time I asked: "Who are you?"
Mo Di's eyes were blurry and he didn't hear clearly what the old man asked. He grinned and fell straight down...
"Grandpa, can you do it?"
"What, you actually doubt my medical skills?"
"It's not that I doubt you, the facts are here. Didn't you use the best medicine to temper Mr. Mo's bones and protect his heart? Didn't you say that he is foolproof? But why is he still injured like this?"
"Hey? You girl, don't be ungrateful and talk nonsense. I just said that as long as his bones are not turned into powder, as long as he is not pierced by thousands of swords, as long as his head is not lost, as long as he is not poisoned by a rare poison in the world , he basically won’t die. Do you think he would be able to survive such a serious injury without tempering his bones and protecting his heart?”
"But, it's been three days, why hasn't he woke up yet? Your medical skills are just not good!" Zhao Maner refused to admit defeat at all.
"Hey, this is me. If it had been anyone else, his life would have been over a long time ago." The old pharmacist said bitterly. At the same time, he poured another bottle of medicine into the tub. These days, the old pharmacist The pharmacist has poured nearly a hundred medicinal solutions of different colors into the bathtub.
"Hmph, I don't care about this anyway, you have to cure him." Zhao Man'er said angrily. She still has confidence in her grandfather. Indeed, in this world, except for her grandfather, she can't think of anyone who can cure Mo Di. Since grandfather, If he says he can be cured, he can definitely be cured. If he says he can't be cured, then even if the Great Luo God comes, he won't be able to save her.
"Cure him, cure him, I will risk my life to cure him. Alas!"
Mo Di was sitting cross-legged in the tub at this time, with a calm expression on his face, as if he had fallen asleep. He was soaked in a barrel of brown medicinal liquid, the heat in the barrel was rising, and the medicinal liquid was slowly flowing in the barrel.
The old pharmacist said slowly: "This may be an opportunity for him. Maybe he can reborn and create a new person."
Zhao Man'er was puzzled and asked curiously: "Grandpa, what do you mean by this?"
The old man sighed and said, "I hope he can seize this opportunity."
Zhao Man'er said anxiously: "Grandpa, please stop showing off. What is going on?"
The old man shook his head and said: "Let's wait for the result. According to my estimation, we can see the result early tomorrow morning." After saying that, he looked back at Zhao Man'er and said: "Today, you can stay here with him."
Zhao Man'er's face turned red and she twisted her hair twice around her fingers. In the past few days, her grandfather had been staying by Mo Di's side all the time. She was embarrassed to be in this room all the time, so she had to keep looking for various reasons to come in. , even taking a look at it makes me feel a little more at ease.
The old pharmacist walked out of the door, looked up at the vast night sky, with tears flashing in his eyes, and murmured an ambiguous name: "Oh my God! You finally gave me a chance! I hope this
The boy can really wake up. God is wise. This time, I will risk my life to pull you down!" As he said this, he clenched his fists tightly, and a stream of tears slowly fell from his eyes.
shed...
At this time, another old man was also staring at the night sky, with a look of confusion on his face. This man was none other than the old man who was holding the battle in the ring, Cao Kun.
He pondered: Who is this young man? He actually defeated the master of Lingzong, and he used such an extremely risky method. He is simply a madman! Did he even give up his life? He couldn't help but shook his head.
Cao Kun then thought about it: However, if he didn't use this method, he would have no chance of winning, and I'm afraid his life would really be lost here. From this point of view, although this method is risky, it is still a good method.
Moreover, there is no other way. To win in danger, to survive in death, this boy is smart enough and bold enough! Thinking of this, Cao Kun nodded slightly and began to admire the wisdom and courage of this young man Mo Di from the bottom of his heart.
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But as soon as he put a smile on his face, he froze instantly.
No, no! I almost let this kid fool me! How could he, a small spiritual disciple, use this method? How could he use his own spiritual energy to interfere with the strong? This is completely unreasonable. This method can only
Only high-spirited people can do it, so what's going on?
The old man carefully recalled the process at that time. The spiritual energy was so powerful that it could even shake him away. It was extremely difficult to control. It was obviously much higher than his own spiritual energy! A spiritual disciple actually had a more advanced spiritual energy than me.
What's going on?
Also, why is this aura so familiar? It seems to be... It seems to be somewhat similar to King Xiang's kingly aura. This... what on earth is going on?
When Cao Kun thought of this, his expression changed drastically and he did not dare to think about it any more. He felt that the situation was serious and must be reported immediately, so he suddenly turned into a piece of light and shadow and went straight to the core of the royal city.
It turned out that after Mo Di hit Qian Gui with a punch, he found that even though he tried his best, he could not do anything to the opponent. After all, the gap between the two was too big. In this way, he would definitely lose and die.
When he was running out of ideas to fight the enemy, he suddenly had an idea and thought of the reason why Princess Yangzi was injured. Since King Xiang can use his own spiritual energy to control the opponent, why don't he try it? I happen to have a large number of kings in my Dantian.
Isn't it good to take this opportunity to give them to your opponent?
Thinking of this, Mo Di was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face. He didn't know if this method would work, but he had to give it a try. After all, there was no other better way. So Mo Di took advantage of Qian Gui
He was so arrogant that he let his nine-stroke agreement fall through and punched him eight times in succession, losing all the excess kingly energy in his body to Qian Gui.
In order not to let Qian Gui find out, he input a small amount each time. Because of this, the time for the King's Qi to explode in Qian Gui's body was also prolonged, almost killing Mo Di. This was something Mo Di didn't have at the time.
considered.
Mo Di's injury was indeed very serious this time. Almost all his bones were broken, many meridians were broken, and his internal organs were also seriously injured. If he hadn't been supported by perseverance, he might have fallen first.
It was him. For this victory, he paid a heavy price. Fortunately, he did not die, but if he could not survive, it would depend on the old pharmacist's methods.
Zhao Man'er sat by the bathtub and looked at Mo Di, her eyes full of worry, but also a little bit of joy. The two had not been together for long, but Mo Di's risking his life to save her had already moved her. This young girl who had just begun to fall in love had already opened her heart to
Mo Di opened up. Once the feelings of the opposite sex penetrate into the heart, it can never be erased. Zhao Maner was in such a shy, sweet and worried mood at this time.
"Oh, I already have you in my heart, but I wonder if you have me in your heart?" Zhao Man'er sighed in her heart, her eyes full of expectation.
"I hope you're okay. Even if you can't get better, I will stay by your side..." Zhao Man'er gently lay beside the tub, looking at Mo Di's face intently, and couldn't help but slowly slide her fingers.
Passed Mo Di's face. This was the first time she took the initiative to contact a strange person of the same age. A strange ripple appeared in her heart. She was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand, but a red glow was already reflected on her face.
Looking at Mo Di who was so close, Zhao Man'er gradually closed her eyes with a warm smile on her face. She was too sleepy. In the past few days, although her grandfather had been staying by Mo Di's side, she never
She never closed her eyes or slept for a moment. At this moment, although she felt uneasy in her heart, she was also indescribably happy to be alone by Mo Di's side.
A trace of mist rises in the bathtub, filling the room with haze...
"Bai Xiaoxiao! Bai Xiaoxiao!" Mo Di, who was sleeping, suddenly shouted, his face became abnormal, he was panting, and his whole body became restless.
This woke up Zhao Man'er, who had fallen asleep lying next to the tub. Zhao Man'er was startled, her eyes still bleary, and she didn't know what had happened. When she saw Mo Di's face, she woke up.
"Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Man'er asked anxiously.
Mo Di's face turned redder and redder, and he still said vaguely: "Bai Xiaoxiao, Bai Xiaoxiao, don't go, don't go!"
Zhao Man'er's heart sank, and her hand reaching for Mo Di's forehead stopped instantly. "What is Bai? Who is this person?"
Mo Di's face was deformed, full of anxiety, and he became restless. "Don't leave me, Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao!"
"Xiaoxiao?" Zhao Man'er finally heard the name Mo Di called clearly. "Bai Xiaoxiao, is this a woman's name?" Her heart, which had just been filled with sweetness, seemed to be emptied out. Her hands were hanging in the air, and her whole body was filled with tears.
Stunned.
"Don't leave me, don't, wait for me, wait for me!" Mo Di's expression became terrifying, and the liquid in the bathtub suddenly turned black.
Zhao Man'er, who has some knowledge of medicine, knows that the situation has become very dangerous at this time, and Mo Di is on the verge of going crazy again. Maybe, grandpa's efforts will be in vain. Now the only way to calm down Mo Di is to reduce the danger.
Zhao Man'er bit her lip, leaned down, gently held Mo Di's head against her chest, gently stroked his face, and murmured: "I'm here, I'm here, I won't leave you.
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Mo Di seemed to sense this gentle caress, and gradually calmed down, his complexion returned to normal, and the originally dark black liquid returned to its original color.
Two lines of clear tears slid down Zhao Man'er's face, fell on Mo Di's face, and then fell onto the potion...
The originally calm liquid suddenly boiled!
What's going on? Zhao Man'er looked at the sudden boiling liquid and was at a loss... (To be continued)