Big man

Mr. Qingyun, Mr. Huang Fujun, who is destined to have noble people to help him, seems to be in a very bad situation at present. .

Huang Qingyun was lying on the bed, wearing pajamas, and her "appearance" was fairly neat.But if you take a closer look, you can find that the leader of the Chinese society in Luojia City, the business leader, is not lying "obediently", but tied to the bed.

Huang Qingyun's face was covered with densely packed small red dots, the condition was somewhat similar to hives, but the color of the red dots was much brighter, like drops of fresh blood, ready to penetrate the skin and burst out at any time.

Huang Qingyun's even twisted on the bed, his face was full of pain, his hands kept clenching and loosening, as if he was trying his best to break free from the bondage of the rope.

"Itchy, itchy..."

Huang Qingyun hissed and screamed, the veins on his neck were swollen, he turned a blind eye to Yuan Chengzi, Xiao Fan and other people who walked in the door.

Two women in their thirties in Taoist robes stood beside Huang Qingyun's bed, looking helpless.

Undoubtedly, binding Huang Qingyun's hands and feet is to prevent him from "scratching the itch". In the meantime, he was going to scratch himself to pieces, it was too horrible to look at.

Ordinary nurses, seeing such a situation, how dare they stay in this room, no matter how much money they give, no one would dare to serve Huang Qingyun here.Once it is stained by the head lowering technique, no matter how much money it is, what is the use of it?

These two Taoist nuns, of course, are also disciples of Yuan Chengzi's disciples. They were specially transferred from Yuyang Temple, and their cultivation bases are not weak.

"Master!"

Seeing Yuan Chengzi enter the door, two Taoist nuns hurriedly came up to greet him and saluted him.But his eyes only glanced at the faces of Xiao Fanji, Qingsha, Fan Le and others.

Why did Master bring so many outsiders in in the middle of the night?

With Huang Qingyun's current appearance, what is there to "visit".

"Daddy, Daddy, it's okay..."

Huang Gaohui was a dutiful son, seeing his father in such a distressed state, he didn't care about anything else, ran over in three steps at a time, knelt down in front of the bed, and held Huang Qingyun's hand.Asked hastily, his eyes were full of anxiety.

"Itch, itch...Gao Hui, scratch it, scratch it for me..."

Huang Qingyun was very conscious.Huang Gaohui recognized Huang Gaohui at a glance, and immediately held his son's hand tightly.hissed.

"Daddy, bear with me..."

Huang Gaohui's tears gushed out immediately, his face was full of pain, but he didn't dare to reach out to scratch his father no matter what.Obviously, this is not the way to go.If the skin is scratched and then infected or something, the situation will get worse.

"Gao Hui. Just grab it, just, just grab it..."

Huang Qingyun begged bitterly.

"Qingyun!"

Yuan Chengzi strode forward and let out a low drink.serious face.

"Seventh Uncle, Seventh Uncle, please, kill me, it's too uncomfortable..."

Huang Qingyun immediately turned to Yuan Chengzi, begging loudly, a little blood oozed from his eyes.

But it turned out that Yuan Chengzi was also a member of the Huang family and Huang Qingyun's elder.No wonder he devoted himself so much to the Huang family, and even transferred all the elite forces of Yuyang Temple to the Huang family.

"How about that pill, give me another one of that pill..."

Yuan Chengzi frowned, but shook his head firmly, and said, "No! That pill is purely drinking poison to quench your thirst. Every time you take one more pill, the potential in your body will be consumed. At that time, even if it can be solved for you If you lower your head, you will also become an empty shell and suffer."

"That, that kills me... kills me!"

Huang Qingyun suddenly straightened up and shouted.

"Mr. Huang, don't worry, you can always find a way!"

Xiao Fan walked over slowly and said slowly.

"who are you?"

Huang Qingyun tilted his head, stared fiercely at Xiao Fan, and shouted angrily.Originally, as the leader of the Chinese business community in Luojia City, Huang Qingyun was very personable, but at this juncture, all manners and temperaments naturally went to hell.

Xiao Fan shook his head lightly, flicked his fingers, and there was a soft "chi" sound, and an invisible qi flew out, and shot into Huang Qingyun's Tanzhong acupoint.Huang Qingyun immediately hummed softly, shaking his whole body.

"Mr. Xiao..."

Huang Gaohui was taken aback and exclaimed.

Yuan Chengzi quickly waved his hand to stop him.

I saw Xiao Fan's five fingers rotating, the sound of "Chi Chi" was endless, and the invisible true energy flew out one after another, directly shooting into Huang Qingyun's body.In just a short time, 27 large acupuncture points all over Huang Qingyun's body were tapped.

Huang Qingyun, who couldn't help twisting and struggling, trying to break free from the bondage, suddenly became quiet and couldn't move at all.However, the veins on his neck were still swollen. It was obvious that the itching in his body had not been completely eliminated.It's just that he was restrained by Xiao Fan's incomparable acupoint making technique and couldn't move.

This time, not only Yuan Chengzi and the two Taoist nuns stared blankly, as if in a dream; even Ji Qingsha and Fan Le looked at each other in astonishment.I have been friends with Xiao Fan for many years, and I also know Xiao Fan is amazing, but I never thought that he can even use the legendary magical skill of "making acupuncture points through the air" with ease, it is really a miraculous skill.

"Aren't you watching a TV series? Six Meridians Excalibur..."

Fan Le, who has always been quiet, couldn't help muttering to himself.

Xiao Fan didn't care about everyone's shocked eyes. He flipped his wrist, and a yellow talisman emerged. Xiao Fan squeezed a formula with his right hand, muttered something, and drew a strange pattern on the talisman.The original cinnabar pattern on the talisman suddenly became shiny and sparkling.

"disease!"

Xiao Fan let out a low drink.

The shining talisman flew out like lightning, turned into a ball of flames in the air, and burned up in an instant. A chaotic pattern as bright as blood flashed out in mid-air. In a flash, it shot into Huang Qingyun's forehead, and then sank into it. He's gone inside.

"what……"

As if being struck by lightning, Huang Qingyun straightened up suddenly, his hands and fingers spread "swipely", and his teeth "clacked".

"Daddy..."

Huang Gaohui cried out anxiously, his voice was hoarse, and his tone had changed.

But the next moment, a miracle appeared. The red spots on Huang Qingyun's face and arms gradually began to fade, and within half a cup of tea, they disappeared completely. Huang Qingyun's tense body suddenly relaxed, lying on the bed , opened his mouth wide, panting uncontrollably, bead-sized beads of sweat gushed out like spring water, soaking his pajamas in no time.

After another half a cup of tea passed, Huang Qingyun completely quieted down, his originally slack gaze became radiant, and he looked at Xiao Fan, full of gratitude.

"Thank you! Thank you Immortal Master for saving my life!"

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao, thank you, thank you..."

Huang Gaohui stepped forward impulsively, held Xiao Fan's hand vigorously, and said in a loud voice, tears streaming down his face.

Xiao Fan was far less happy, frowned lightly, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Huang, I just suppressed the blood poison temporarily and let it slow down. It's not that simple to completely dissolve it!"

With Huang Qingyun here, Xiao Fan no longer called Huang Gaohui "Mr. Huang" to avoid confusion.

"Mr. Xiao, you must have a way, right, right? As long as you can save my daddy, no matter what the conditions are, I will agree...as long as I can do it, any conditions are fine..."

Huang Gaohui was very excited and couldn't stop talking.

He also knew that Xiao Fan was telling the truth, this blood drop technique was so evil, no matter how powerful Xiao Fan was, it would not be so easy to solve.However, no matter what, the technique that Xiao Fan showed just now made Huang Gaohui see life, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he must try his best to catch it and never give up.

Different from the excitement of Huang Qingyun and Huang Gaohui's father and son, Yuan Chengzi has been in a daze since Xiao Fan sacrificed the talisman, his eyes were fixed on the front, he didn't know what he was thinking, but in a short while, a little bit of blood oozed from his forehead and the tip of his nose. beads of sweat.

"Lady Xiao..."

I don't know how long he was in a daze before Yuan Chengzi suddenly returned from the void, and with a hoarse voice, he called out.

"Yuan Cheng real person?"

"Lady Xiao, I want to ask you about a person...the Patriarch Zhishui of the Promise Gate, Master Zhao Zhishui, what is the relationship with you?"

Xiao Fan smiled lightly and said, "Does Master Yuan Cheng also know my master?"

"Master? Patriarch Zhishui is your master?"

Yuan Chengzi yelled regardless of his demeanor, his eyes widened, the master couldn't believe it.

"It's the tutor!"

Ji Qingsha said with a smile: "Realist Yuan Cheng, Xiao Fan is the successor of Patriarch Zhishui, and the current head teacher of the Wuji Sect."

"I see……"

Yuan Chengzi stared blankly at Xiao Fan for a while, then muttered to himself, with a look of sudden realization on his face.

"Really Yuan Cheng met my master?"

"Acquaintance. More than just acquaintance!"

Yuan Chengzi suddenly burst into laughter, the laughter was very joyous.

Everyone looked at him in horror, not knowing what kind of accident had happened that made the always majestic and majestic contemporary host of Yuyang Temple lose his composure.

"Master Xiao, back then I received great kindness from Patriarch Zhishui, and I was also personally instructed by the old man. Speaking of which, I can be regarded as half of the disciple of the patriarch. For so many years, I have been thinking of the old man's kindness. Seeing the old man's direct disciple here. It's really fate...Xiao Zhenren, Patriarch Zhishui...Is the old man okay?"

As he said that, he showed a worrying expression on his face, as if he was afraid of saying something unlucky from Xiao Fan's mouth.

In fact, Patriarch Zhishui is too old, he must be over 100 years old this year.Although the technique is profound and the inner strength is profound, birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature.

"Thank you for your concern, Master, he is a very good old man, and he still travels abroad and has not returned."

"Yunyou?"

Yuan Chengzi was dumbfounded again.

For a monk, traveling in the clouds is very normal; but for a centenarian, traveling in the clouds is too "weird".

"You really deserve to be a fairy among the gods..."

After being shocked for a long time, Yuan Chengzi shook his head slightly, sighed, and said, his face full of relief and admiration. . )