The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

"This is the first time, the third uncle's hand is not ice, he warmed up."

"If you drink a bowl every day for a month, you can gradually clear away the poison deposited in the bone marrow of muscles and veins." Ziqianmo explained.

Third uncle is weak.

She won't give him the medicine of tiger and wolf. It's too strong. On the contrary, it will backfire. Therefore, she specially made a prescription for relaxation and took care of herself slowly.

Rome wasn't built in a day.

"Good."

Purple Mu Cheng happily should be next, "Qian Mo this prescription, is from where, unexpectedly so miraculous."

prolonged illness makes the patient be a doctor.

Zimucheng had been in hospital for seven years, and he had drunk countless medicines. He could probably distinguish the good from the bad.

"It's a prescription given by an immortal." Ziqianmo is still the same story.

"Immortals?" Zimucheng was very surprised.

"Well." Ziqianmo nodded, "immortals pass my medical skills in my dream."

Purple Mu Cheng half open mouth, a long time to return to God, said with a smile: "my family's fields, if really a blessed person, even the gods in the sky are favored by you."

Ziqianmo took out a row of silver needles from his sleeve and said, "uncle, do I believe me?"

She has confidence.

Help him dredge the toxicity of blocking in the oculomotor nerve and help him recover his vision.

She had seen that the third uncle was not irreversible blindness, the function of the eyeball was not lost, but was temporarily blocked.

It's just that ordinary doctors don't dare to put needles in their eyes at all.

The nerves of the eyeball are directly connected to the brain.

A careless, will cerebral palsy, and even death on the spot is not impossible.

"Of course, I believe it." Purple Mu Cheng lip side smile does not reduce, "Qian Mo wants to do anything, do it."

He's blind, and he's a total loser.

It can't be any worse.

It's better to let go than to hesitate. Even if it's dead, it's worth it to die in the hands of my little niece.

Ziqianmo got permission and began to concentrate on the needling.

A silver needle, along the ancient acupoints, penetrates into the periphery of the eyeball, one of which, along the lacrimal gland, reversely inserts into the oculomotor nerve connecting the brain.

She's very good at needling.

Precision.

And there was no pain.

Zimucheng felt that he might be crazy. He felt very comfortable when he was put in his eyes by more than ten silver needles.

"Tick"

There was black poisonous blood dripping down the exposed end of the silver needle.

Drop after drop.

Part of it was dripping on his cheek.

It was a terrible situation for outsiders.

Lei Fang's younger brother, Lei Ben, another congenital master, saw zimucheng's eyes filled with silver needles and black blood flowing down at the door of his bedroom. He exploded on the spot and rushed up in a rage: "let go of the third master! Ziqianmo, you villain

Congenital period master, full of a palm, mixed with infinite killing intention, toward the purple field of the heart, attack.

"Leiben, stop it."

Zimucheng said in time to stop, "if you dare to touch her, I want your life!"

Ray Ben was startled.

His eyes were red with blood, and his palm was firmly in the air, "Third Master, are you... Are you ok?"

Surprised eyes, fall on the silver needle of purple field.

The needling was over, and ziqianmo was pulling the silver needles out of zimucheng's eyes one by one, along with the choked blood.

"What, ray Ben, do you want me to do something?"

There is a smile in Zi Mu Cheng's voice.

He opened his eyes slowly.

It is no longer a pair of eyes without focus, but full of expression.