The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 935
And at this moment, the injury on her body has not improved compared to half a year ago, but has become more and more serious, which is unacceptable to Zhu Hong.

"In the ancient acupuncture methods of medicine, there is a technique of tricky needles, which is called seizing the soul."

"This kind of technique can cover up any injury, and at the same time affect the soul of a person. It is impossible to make an accurate judgment on one's own body, but the technique of the magic doctor Lu you mentioned is even better."

Ye Fei slowly opened his mouth and explained that the acupuncture method that he could not see at a glance is naturally not ordinary.

The red dot on the arm of the person in front of him should be some kind of spell pattern, which can not only affect Zhu Hong's consciousness, but also deceive the perception of outsiders.

More importantly, when Ye Fei just pulled out this technique, he could clearly feel that those strange red spots were absorbing the power of Suzaku's blood in the body of the person in front of him.

"Then... my injury?" Vermilion asked with a nervous look on her face.

The pursuit of Lu Haihai has long been left behind by her at this moment. For Zhu Hong now, the state of her body at this moment is the most important thing.

"It's okay, I have already removed this technique for you."

"Ye still has a lot of spirit pills in the innate realm, and they can recover after a period of recuperation." Ye Fei smiled lightly, and at some point, a white pill appeared in his palm.

This pill, named Qinglingdan, belongs to the third-grade elixir, and it was refined by Ye Fei a long time ago.

The third-grade elixir corresponds to the martial arts in the innate realm.

But for the current Ye Fei, it is useless, and the fifth-grade or even sixth-grade panacea he needs, the medicinal materials needed for refining, are already extremely difficult to find in this era.

"um. Thank you."

"Damn liar, after the old lady stabilizes her injuries, she will definitely make Lu Haihai look good."

Vermilion in front, after taking Ye Fei's panacea and thanking her, she couldn't help showing anger on her face. If she had known that she would have gone directly to Jiangdong to find Ye Fei, she wouldn't have turned into what she is now .

Seeing this scene, Ye Fei couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

"Okay, when I go down the mountain, you take me to find this person, he must have noticed it at this moment." Ye Fei didn't pay too much attention, and after he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the front of Taihang Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Zhu Hong was silent for a moment, then stopped talking and turned back to the ancestral house.

Yanjing, Nancheng District.

Located within the third ring road, in an extremely high-end villa area, near the northwest corner of an Emgrand Residence, a scream suddenly came, piercing the slightly silent sky.

In the back garden of the villa, the rockery not far in front suddenly trembled, and with the bang, a stone door slowly opened, and a person walked out from the door.

"Who? Broke my stitches!" A low shout spread throughout the back garden of the villa.

This person looks to be in his early forties, with a chubby figure, long hair curled up at the back of his head, a round face, two beards at the corners of his mouth, and small eyes, but at the moment there is a gleam in his eyes. A permeating gloomy color.

There was still blood on the corner of his mouth, and he seemed to have suffered some minor injuries.

"Hmph, no matter who it is, I, Lu Haihai, will definitely make him pay the price." The middle-aged man let out a low growl, his whole body concentrating, and he actually possessed the strength of the Golden Core Dao.

It is rare for a Chinese martial arts family to have someone with such strength, but few people have heard of the name of the Lu family.

And at this moment, a young man walked out of the villa in front of him. He looked more handsome. He looked to be in his early twenties. He had purple hair. The dullness was very distinct. Although he was wearing a long robe, he was obviously not from Huaxia.

"Oh, your injury doesn't seem to be serious." The purple-haired man smiled and walked up the mountain.

In the backyard, when Lu Haihai saw this person, he couldn't help showing fear in his eyes, and the expression on his face became a little more respectful.

"Master Zi, my soul needle was broken, and I suffered a great backlash. The opponent's technique is extraordinary."

"During this period of time, did someone from the hidden sect of Huaxia enter Yanjing?" Lu Dahai hurried forward, raised his hands and fists at the same time, and asked in a low voice.

With his strength, the martial arts family is naturally nothing to worry about, but for the Huaxia Yinmen, Lu Haihai always has a trace of awe in his heart. He can have the current strength, and naturally knows a lot about the martial arts world.

"No, the Huaxia Yinmen will not interfere with the martial arts family at will." The young man calmed down and responded slowly.

Judging from his tone, he was acquainted with the purple-haired Yaofeng from the Fawang Palace, but this young man obviously lacked the indifference of Yaofeng, showing a majestic momentum.

In the backyard of the villa, Lu Haihai couldn't help showing doubts on his face when he heard the words.

Except for Huaxia Yinmen, in his perception, there should be no one in Yanjing who can compete with his strength. Even the strong ones from the Yinlong base have already been sent to the Beihai battlefield.

"Then..." Lu Dahai was about to ask again, but was interrupted by the voice of the person in front.

"Yes, Ye Fei, he has come to Yanjing." The expression on the face of the purple-haired young man became a little more serious, he raised his head to look at the person in front of him meaningfully, and said in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, the pupils of Lu Haihai in front of him shrank slightly, and his figure couldn't help but tremble suddenly.

"He, why did he appear in Yanjing?"

Lu Dahai, cold sweat broke out on his forehead at this moment. He has always been extremely confident in his own strength, but this name is really too shocking, so that at this moment he only feels a chill down his back.

This person's sense of ferocity just now has already dissipated.

The name Ye Fei, for people from the martial arts family, is even more awe-inspiring than the Huaxia Yinmen.

"No, no..."

"Master Zi, Lu can't stay here anymore, Ye Fei probably has already noticed this place." Lu Haihai said twice, his voice trembling at this moment.

The person in front just snorted softly, and the expression on his face didn't change too much.

"Where can you go? In today's Chinese martial arts world, there are still people who the Ye family can't find?" The purple-haired youth flashed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

The Huaxia Martial Dao family and the news network of the Hundred Family Alliance are by no means a martial artist in the Alchemy realm who can get away with it.

Lu Haihai's figure trembled again, and after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help showing a sad smile on his face.

After a moment of silence, a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, then he raised his head and said, "You said that you would help me, otherwise how dare Lu Mou provoke Ye Fei's friend."

Everyone in the martial arts family knows Ye Fei's name. This so-called genius doctor Lu also belongs to the martial arts family. Before he came into contact with the Zhu family, he had already established the relationship between Ye Fei and the Zhu family.

But this person still didn't hesitate, and secretly attacked Zhu Hong.

On the one hand, in Vermilion Hong's body, the temptation of the Vermilion Bird's power is too great, and with the support of the person in front of him, his fear of the Ye family is not as dreadful as it seems at the moment.

"Help you? Heh, even our palace master is not necessarily Ye Fei's opponent. How can you ask me to help you?" The purple-haired man glanced at the person in front of him, and turned and left directly after speaking.

In the back garden of the villa, Lu Haihai could not help but collapse on the ground when he heard the words, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

After being silent for a long time, his small eyes narrowed, as if he had made some decision, his face showed a decisive look, and he turned and walked into the villa.

Ye Fei didn't know what happened in the villa here. When he helped Zhu Hong pull out the soul needle technique, he had already sensed the strength of the opponent's person. A martial artist in the alchemy state, he would naturally not put it in in the eyes,

Yanjing, the eastern suburbs, the Zhu family's ancestral house, Ye Fei has entered Taihang Mountain at this moment.

Inside the mountain jungle, Ye Fei's figure flickered at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, the entrance of a deep mountain cave not far ahead appeared in his sight.

"This place, nothing has changed."

"It's just... the power of the flame seems to have weakened a lot." Ye Fei whispered, and his figure had disappeared on the spot.

Inside the cave, the altar was still there, and the rune seal on it was slightly loose. This was left on purpose by Ye Fei when he left. After all, the power of the flames under the altar also had a great impact on Vermilion. s help.

In front of the altar, a gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and the power of the rune in his palm condensed, and he raised his hand and pointed forward.

"Open." There was only a low shout, and the temperature in the surrounding air instantly soared several times.

On the altar, the power of blood-red flames surged, and the sealing runes on the table dissipated into the air at a speed visible to the eye, and a pillar of red fire shot up into the sky.

Ye Fei smiled lightly, stepped onto the altar, and an invisible penetrating force erupted from his body.

The temperature in the surrounding air is still rising, and the whole cave is glowing red. At this moment, Ye Fei is frantically refining the power of flames.

"Hoo hoo..." Suddenly, there were a few strange sounds from the fire mouth of the altar below.

On the altar, Ye Fei smiled lightly, with an afterimage of his figure, and quickly moved aside, where he was standing just now, there was a condensed blood-colored flame, which suddenly sprang out and rolled and twisted regularly.

It was undoubtedly hidden in the altar. Ye Fei had come into contact with that fire spirit a long time ago.

"Huh? Why are you so weak?" After seeing Huo Ling, Ye Fei couldn't help but startled, and couldn't help thinking inwardly.

But at this time, not far ahead, the round fire spirit had already pounced towards Ye Fei, wanting to devour him.

Ye Fei didn't move, but slowly raised his arm, and the cold mist surged in his palm.

"Little thing, you want to swallow me..." With a faint smile, Ye Fei stretched out his hand and grabbed it violently, firmly restraining the power of the flame in his palm.

On the outer layer of the fire spirit, there is a layer of ice mist covering it, like a transparent seal.

Today's Ye Fei, the power of ice in his body is far stronger than this fire spirit that hasn't really formed yet, and it can be said to be extremely easy to seal it.

(End of this chapter)