The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Chapter 348 Chapter 348: Martial Arts Fanatic

Nan Li immediately refused: "No, he injected evil energy into his body, just wanting to explode and die at a critical moment, so as not to be detected by the news."

Qingyang was stunned, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes: "He is a ruthless person, and he can be so ruthless to himself. If this is the case, then there is nothing we can do about him?"

"It's not like, wait for my magic circle to be placed for a month, the defensive talisman in his body will be eliminated, and I can use the mantra talisman at that time." Nan Li said.

She practiced Taoism and understood a truth a long time ago. There are always people who are better than herself. How can she be so boring and insist on comparing herself with others.

Chongjiu really thought she was young and easy to coax, thinking that a few words of motivating her would do the trick.

Little did he know, he himself had fallen into a trap.

She had carefully prepared this magic circle, and Chong Jiu couldn't tell what she was capable of.

Purifying the evil spirit in his body was only incidental. After all, Chongjiu manipulated the water ghost to harm so many people, and she was staring at her sister-in-law for plots. She was not a madam, so she would not bother to save a wicked person.

Qingyang understood, and couldn't help smiling: "So that's the case, then you only need to wait a month to find out what he wants to do."

Nan Li nodded slightly, and told Qingyang to arrange guards to keep watch, so that there would be no mistakes.

Qingyang responded immediately, and then said that all the black armored guards had returned to Beijing, and Xue Shengnan had not been hunted down.

This was within Nanli's expectation, she made a divination, and Xue Shengnan was an auspicious hexagram, which meant that she would definitely survive this calamity without incident.

It was God's will, and she didn't want to quarrel with God, lest more unlucky people lose their lives.

Nan Li went to Xuan Zhengsi again, and returned to the Hou Mansion in the afternoon.

A servant girl came up to greet her and blessed her body: "The princess is back. Today is a guest. I insist on seeing you. I have been waiting for more than an hour."

The guests are waiting in the main hall.

Shen's company, the fourth brother is also there.

Seeing Nan Li's figure, Shen's eyes lit up, full of kindness: "Li'er is back!"

The guests in that hall got up immediately, seeing that his daughter was a little weak and unable to stand up, he even helped her up: "Fu'er, hurry up and greet the Ninth Concubine."

The little girl's complexion was pale, without a trace of blood, and her body was even more emaciated, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Nan Li knew at a glance that she was seriously ill, to the point where medicine and stones were useless.

Sure enough, the little girl was exhausted from the boat, the wind was blowing, and she waited here for a long time, her body could no longer bear it, and just when she stood up, her eyes turned black and her body fell to one side.

"Miss Zhao!" Shen Shi and Chu Yang cried out in shock.

The father supported his daughter, panicked, "Fu'er! How are you doing?!"

Nan Li frowned, and had no choice but to say: "Take her to the back hall, and I'll give her an injection."

"Thank you!" The father moved quickly, carried his daughter in and put her on the soft couch.

Nan Li asked them to wait outside, then took out the acupuncture bag from the cloth bag, and sterilized the silver needles with a fire talisman.

Mrs. Shen was also a woman, so she helped Miss Zhao to undress her.

In this way, Nanli can immediately give the needle.

After more than a dozen silver needles were pricked down, Nan Li felt her pulse again, sighed softly, and then fed her a elixir.

Shen was as careful as a hair, and upon seeing the situation, she asked: "This Miss Zhao's illness...can't be cured?"

Nan Li said: "It's not easy to delay until today. She is near the end of her lifespan, and the gods can't save her."

Shen sighed and shook her head, "I still think of her as a lucky child who escaped the meat-eating gu and will be safe in the future."

Nan Li looked at the little girl's appearance again, and then recognized her: "Oh! She is the little girl saved by the fourth brother."

No wonder the fourth brother was there just now.

Seeing that she was very weak that day, he knew that she had a chronic illness and her life expectancy was not long, but she did not expect that in just a short period of time, she would be so seriously ill and her life span would be near the end.

Mrs. Shen nodded, with a regretful voice: "That's right, the one just now is the sect master of Chihuomen, this is his only daughter, named Zhao Lingfu. Earlier, your brothers and sisters rescued her, and the master Zhao came to the door to give gifts, At that time Miss Zhao's face was sallow, but she was in good spirits, I never thought that now..."

Nan Li quickly guessed the reason why Sect Master Zhao and his daughter came here, and asked, "Are they here for medical treatment?"

Shen continued to nod: "Yes, I have been waiting for you here for a long time, but Master Zhao is afraid of disturbing you, so he refuses to send someone to find you."

After hearing this, Nan Li murmured, "But even Lord Yan has to act according to the book of life and death."

The breath-regulating elixir had already taken effect, and Zhao Lingfu woke up slowly.

Seeing Nan Li, she felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, and it had been a long time since she had been ill this time, and it was the first time that her hands felt warm.

She wanted to move to thank her, but Nan Li hurriedly held her down: "Wait a minute, I'll give you an injection."

Zhao Lingfu opened her eyes wide and nodded obediently.

After Nanli stitched together one by one, she fastened her clothes, belts and buttons.

After tidying up, Clan Master Zhao and Chu Yang walked in.

"Miss Zhao, what do you think? I asked the kitchen to cook ginseng soup for you, why don't you have a sip?" Seeing that she woke up without incident, Chu Yang was a little happy.

Zhao Lingfu looked at Chu Yang's bright and wanton smile, her ears were a little red, she hurriedly lowered her head, and said in a weak voice, "Thank you, Fourth Young Master."

"You're welcome." Chu Yang asked the maid to bring the ginseng soup quickly.

He practiced martial arts on a daily basis, and he also had a little bit of medical skills, and he knew that people with qi deficiency and infirmity are most suitable to drink ginseng soup.

Seeing that his daughter's complexion was much better than before, Master Zhao could not help moistening his eyes. He turned around and gave Nan Li a big gift, saying: "The Ninth Princess has excellent medical skills! Please cure the little girl's illness!"

He knew that he had come to the right place this time!

Nan Li's face darkened, and she immediately stepped forward to help Sect Master Zhao to get up: "Master Zhao, there is nothing I can do."

"No, the Ninth Concubine has something to do." Sect Master Zhao refused to get up, "Fu'er is only fifteen and hasn't married yet, please be kind to the Ninth Concubine so that she can live longer!"

Nan Li was so strong that she insisted on helping Master Zhao to stand up. Master Zhao was secretly startled. He didn't expect her to have such strength. He hurriedly used his kung fu to resist, but he used up [-]% of his internal strength, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Trembling, there is no way to beat it.

Finally, he gave up resisting and stood up straight.

Can't ask, can't we use other methods?
He also said sincerely: "Ninth Concubine, I know the rules of asking for help. If you are willing to help Fu'er, I will be at your command from now on!"

Chu Yang's eyes widened suddenly.

Unable to control himself, he moved to Nanli's side, and said in a low voice: "Sixth Sister, Chihuomen has hundreds of years of foundation, and has a lot of internal skills and various sword manuals."

His eyes were burning, and he revealed two words: I want to see!
(End of this chapter)