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"Do you understand?" Meng Zhe asked after Yang Zhiyuan thought for a while.

"Can I?" Yang Zhiyuan looked at Meng Zhe expectantly.

Meng Zhe did not answer this question, but instead asked, "Are you afraid of danger? Are you afraid of death?" His tone was extremely severe.

Influenced by his father, Yang Zhiyuan would think clearly about everything, and then give the answer.

Meng Zhe didn't urge him either, it's normal to hesitate in the design of life and death.Yang Zhiyuan has no reason to practice.

Taking advantage of this time, Meng Zhe checked Tang Jia's injury again. Meng Zhe found that her injury had not deteriorated, but Tang Jia's Shi Hai was a mess.

Now that Tang Jia's Shi Hai is the most relaxed, Meng Zhe carefully explores the divine stone.

Meng Zhe's divine stone saw a black mist raging in Tang Jia's sea of ​​stones all the time.

Even seeing the black mist, Meng Zhe didn't feel that Tang Jia was being persecuted, and Meng Zhe didn't know why, so he could only classify it as preconceived.

Yang Zhiyuan suddenly said: "I have decided, I want to embark on the road of becoming a fairy."

But now Meng Zhe couldn't hear anything, because his thoughts were all in Tang Jia's sea of ​​stones, and he couldn't be distracted at all.

Seeing that Meng Zhe didn't answer, Yang Zhiyuan took a few steps forward curiously.

He noticed that Meng Zhe's face was very solemn, and Tang Jia's body was also trembling non-stop.

Yang Zhiyuan wanted to ask what was wrong, but he was afraid of disturbing Meng Zhe, so he quietly watched Meng Zhe treat Tang Jia.

"Meng Zhe, are you crazy?!" Because Meng Zhe's action can make Yang Zhiyuan confused.

I saw Meng Zhe flexing his fingers and grabbing Tang Jia's face.

But Yang Zhiyuan's imagined bleeding and disfigurement did not appear.Only one human skin mask was torn off.

Meng Zhe didn't respond.

But Yang Zhiyuan was different: he kept swallowing: "It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful! This is what I like! This is what I like!" He looked like a fool.

It's no wonder that Yang Zhiyuan has never seen the world, the main reason is that Tang Jia is really beautiful.

Thin eyebrows, eyelashes are not long, but just right.The small nose has the urge to bleat more.A baby face indiscriminately makes people want to protect.The pain on the face and the frown made people feel pity for her.

This is not like a killer at all, more like a girl who has not grown up to face the maliciousness brought by this world. At this age, she should enjoy her youth, but she has to live and die constantly Stepping back and forth between.What a distressed girl!

"Meng Zhe, I beg you to save her!" Yang Zhiyuan seemed to be crazy, and he stretched out his hand to pull Meng Zhe.

If Meng Zhe hadn't been protected by a space barrier around him, Yang Zhiyuan's pull would have delayed the event.

Meng Zhe happened to see this scene and heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, we have considered that this situation will happen!"

Meng Zhe took the time to say something to Yang Zhiyuan: "Don't get too excited, let alone disturb me to help her treat, I will try my best!"

In fact, Yang Zhiyuan asked Meng Zhe to treat Tang Jia, so Meng Zhe could blame Yang Zhiyuan.Such a painting would not have so much trouble for him.As for whether Yang Zhiyuan could catch up with Tang Jia, it was not Meng Zhe's business.

Hearing what Meng Zhe said, Yang Zhiyuan really stopped talking like a quail.

Although Meng Zhe said he would try his best, Yang Zhiyuan still walked around uneasy.

When Yang Zhiyuan was thinking wildly, a voice interrupted his thoughts: "Do you have needles?" Yang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then asked with some uncertainty: "Is ordinary sewing really okay?" Meng Zhe pondered After a while: "You can barely use it."

"Here you are." Yang Zhiyuan took out a needle box from his body and handed it over to Meng Zhe.

Meng Zhe didn't move, and the needle box automatically flew to his side.

Seeing this, Yang Zhiyuan believed that Meng Zhe had real skills. , not fooling him.

He stopped walking around, and just stared at Meng Zhe to help Tang Jia treat him.He really wanted to know how Meng Zhe treated Tang Jia. Although he couldn't understand it, it didn't affect his study.

Meng Zhe didn't mind either, because this was designed to be clever, and he could only learn some acupuncture techniques if he wasn't clever.In fact, Meng Zhe deliberately showed this to Yang Zhiyuan.Because he knew that Yang Zhiyuan was not so easy to believe, like an ordinary person who suddenly told him that you are suitable for cultivating immortals, I believe most people would regard that person as a liar or a psychopath.

Meng Zhe first used the fireball technique to sterilize the needles one by one, and then stuck those needles on Shenting, Mingmen and other acupoints.From time to time, Meng Zhe still twisted a few times.

Seeing this, Yang Zhiyuan's heart was trembling, and it looked like it was in pain.

Since the awl has become real, Meng Zhe also has some cushion time, and has time to focus on other things.

Seeing Yang Zhiyuan's expression, Meng Zhe inadvertently leaked a smile. There were teased and unappreciated smiles, but the latter made up a very small part.

However, Meng Zhe didn't speak, he just recovered his exhausted wisdom while treating him.

However, in Yang Zhiyuan's view, it was different: in his view, Meng Zhe was meditating, twisting the tip of the needle from time to time, and still laughing.Yang Zhiyuan felt that Meng Zhe could save Tang Jia if he was sure.Yang Zhiyuan started dancing there directly.

Meng Zhe saw Yang Zhiyuan bouncing and jumping when he turned around after twisting the needle tip to inject Lingli.A few question marks appeared on Meng Zhe's face: "What's going on?? Could it be that he was also poisoned?!"

In order not to cause any misunderstanding, Meng Zhe didn't move, intending to ask first before talking.

: "What are you doing?" Meng Zhe asked uncertainly.

When Yang Zhiyuan heard Meng Zhe ask him, he would say casually: "Aren't you sure you can cure her?"

Meng Zhe was stunned: "When did I say that I was sure I could cure her?"

Yang Zhiyuan was also stunned when he heard this, "You smiled so brightly in front of me, I thought you were sure to cure her!"

Meng Zhe was also a little helpless: "I only smiled when I saw your expression. It was when you felt very painful, and I saw your expression at that time."

Yang Zhiyuan suddenly realized when he heard Meng Zhe's answer: "Oh, so it is like this!" His expression dimmed again.

Meng Zhe was about to answer, but Tang Jia's body caught his attention.

A black thing appeared on Tang Jia's body, and a pungent smell was emitted.

"What is this?" Yang Zhiyuan asked nervously.

"It's okay, this is a magazine that everyone has on their annoying body." Meng Zhe replied nonchalantly.

"Then, what is that gray thing? It's still moving." Yang Zhiyuan's voice was trembling.

Meng Zhe looked in the direction of Yang Zhiyuan's finger, and his expression changed slightly: "It turned out to be a Gu worm!"