The blood-red eyes from Douluo

Wan Yusheng followed his father Wan Muchun around the corner and walked to the No. [-] medical room. He changed into white clothes at the door and opened the door and walked in.

In the room, seven or eight healing soul masters with different martial soul forms were releasing their soul power on the three people on the three beds.

A female Soul Emperor who looked in her 30s saw the father and son and hurriedly came over and said: "Saint Ten Thousand Souls, you must make up your mind now. I'm afraid it will be difficult to maintain a state that is neither healing nor bleeding for a long time. Everyone's Both soul power and mental power are consumed very quickly. You can make up your mind whether to heal the wound or wait for the soul master to be rescued."

"The rescue soul master has arrived and is about to take out the small pieces of poisonous flesh and blood." Then Wan Muchun said to his son: "Let's start with the most serious one."

"Yes. We can't delay." Wan Yusheng nodded seriously, and he could hear the crisis of the situation.

The female soul emperor glanced at Wan Yusheng strangely. The rescue soul master was so young, but because he was found by the top healing soul saint Wan Muchun, he didn't say anything.

The father and son first came to Gong Yangmo, who was the most seriously injured on the bed on the far left.

Wan Yusheng saw Gongyang Mo's tragic situation. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked and took a breath of cold air.

The delicate face that was originally as beautiful as a crown jewel was now bloodless, and even the lips were white.Not counting other parts of the body, the chest and abdomen alone seemed to have been completely cut open. Wan Yusheng could clearly see what was inside, and almost vomited when he saw it.

If he hadn't felt the faint breath in his nostrils, Wan Yusheng would have thought he was a dead person.

"Yusheng, are you sure?" Wan Muchun looked at Wan Yusheng, who looked a little ugly. He understood his son's feelings very well. When he faced this terrible situation for the first time, he vomited for an entire hour, but now But there was not an hour left for Wan Yusheng to buffer.

"No problem." Wan Yusheng suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, and an angry emotion slowly rose in his heart.He and Gongyang Mo got along very well, but in the blink of an eye Gongyang Mo turned into this miserable situation.

"Damn evil soul master" Wan Yusheng cursed angrily in his heart and quickly took out a pen and a piece of paper from the soul guidance ring.

The soul masters who were maintaining Gongyang Mo's state were confused. They thought that the young soul master specially invited by Ten Thousand Souls Saint would use some methods. What did you mean when you took out the paper and pen to draw?

Wan Yusheng opened his Sharingan, and activated his first and third soul skills at full power, making his Sharingan state at its peak. When he turned his eyes to Gongyang Mo again, he felt much more comfortable. He could no longer see the tragic situation on the surface in his eyes. Some are just injured muscle textures with poisonous flesh embedded inside.

"Tatata..." Wan Yusheng's hand shook rapidly, and he began to draw while comparing the Gongyang ink.

Really, the healing soul masters on the side of Hua Hua are completely confused. They are saving people.

"Stabilize the soul power." Wan Muchun shouted from the side. While the healing soul masters were stunned for a moment, the soul power maintained on Gong Yangmo's body suddenly became chaotic, and some blood flowed out of the chest.

Everyone hurriedly hit the spirit and controlled the injuries.But a male soul king couldn't help but said: "Saint Ten Thousand Souls, our soul power can't sustain it for too long, he is..."

"I believe him, and I am fully responsible for anything that happens." Wan Muchun said firmly.

After hearing what he said, although everyone was anxious, they said nothing more.After all, they are all Wan Muchun's descendants. They grew up listening to his legend and believe that Wan Muchun will not harm Shrek's future.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Wan Yusheng to complete the first Gongyang Mo perspective drawing and handed it to Wan Muchun who was standing aside.

Wan Muchun took it and scanned it briefly, and finally felt relieved.

Wan Yusheng not only successfully drew part of the chest, but also marked all the remaining flesh and blood in Gongyang Mo.

Now that he had a goal, Wan Muchun didn't delay and directly activated the Wuhun Tree of Life, directly taking over the task of maintaining the status of the soul masters on the side.

One or three soul skills were activated, and a green branch exuding a strong life breath grew out of Wan Muchun's hand, and slowly penetrated into Gong Yangmo's abdominal cavity under his control.

After a while, the branch was slowly pulled out. In the surprised eyes of everyone, a small trace of red flesh was brought out, and a faint smell emanated from it. It was poisonous flesh.

"How is it possible?" The male Soul King just screamed. In his opinion, this was too incredible. His whole body was covered in blood and flesh, and there were no traces of these tiny poisonous flesh strands.

He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but quickly covered his mouth under the glare of everyone.

Wan Muchun didn't pay attention to them, with a smile on his face. With such drawings, he was completely sure that they could be cured without leaving any sequelae. He glanced at Wan Yusheng, who was still concentrating on drawing, and continued to penetrate the branches. .

As time passed slowly, Wan Yusheng drew ten pictures of Gongyang Mo before he could completely mark the poisonous flesh and blood in his body.

Although Wan Muchun maintained Gongyang Mo's state alone, his movements were not slow at all, and he deleted the marked places in the picture one by one.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Wan Muchun had taken out the last piece of poisonous flesh from Gong Yangmo's body, turned to the people on the side and said: "Heal his wound, he will be fine."

"oh oh."

Everyone woke up in shock and hurriedly opened their martial spirits. The healing soul skills were thrown at Gong Yangmo without any effort. The horrific wounds healed quickly. In a short time, his complexion became slightly better.

Next came Xixi, who was injured in the back, and Chen Zifeng, who was injured in both legs. Compared to Gongyang Mo, their injuries were much simpler. The father and son worked like a charm, and it didn't take long to resolve them.

After all the three people's wounds were healed, the father and son released their martial spirits, and both felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.The soul masters on the side quickly supported the two of them and found two chairs for the two of them to lean on.

After several hours of treatment, coupled with the subtle manipulation of the soul power and martial arts just now, Wan Muchun was close to the limit.

And Wan Yusheng is not easy either. The Sharingan can see through the muscles without spending soul power. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the soul power required. In addition, the three soul skills of strong awakening, which is a powerful soul skill that has been turned on, I also felt exhausted and exhausted.

Suddenly, the door to the ward was opened, and Mr. Xuan and an old man in white walked in.

"Wan Muchun, how are they?" Mr. Xuan looked at the three people who were covered with quilts and asked impatiently.

"There is no problem, there are no sequelae, but it must take a period of time to recuperate." Wan Muchun confirmed.

When Mr. Xuan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. This was already the best result, but it was a pity for Yao Haoxuan.

The old man in white clothes on the side picked up a piece of drawing paper that no one had put away. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mu Chun, you have a good son. This ability is simply the best auxiliary medical treatment. Soul Master."

With his eyesight, he could naturally see the principle of the picture, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"You're overly praised. You just have some talent, coupled with the painting ability developed in the Soul Guidance Department." Wan Muchun said modestly.

Hearing Wan Muchun's answer, the old man in white sighed in his heart. It seems that Wan Muchun does not intend to let his son join the physical therapy department. It is such a pity that the strongest genius in the auxiliary therapy department has joined the soul guidance department. Even his son is the same, what a pity.

"Mr. Xuan, I want to tell you something." Wan Yusheng said suddenly.

"What?" Mr. Xuan said subconsciously.

The old man in white said: "Go out and talk, let the three of them have a good rest here."

"Mr. Xuan, I want to participate in the Senior Soul Master Competition." Wan Yusheng said solemnly.He had already thought about how difficult the situation of the reserve team would be without the Shrek Seven Devils. More importantly, he couldn't worry about Ma Xiaotao.

"No." Mr. Xuan had a firm attitude and refused directly.

"Why?" Wan Yusheng was slightly startled. He thought that in this situation where the home team was short of players, Mr. Xuan, who valued Shrek Glory very seriously, would directly agree.

"There's no reason. If I say no, it just won't work. There's no need to discuss this matter." Mr. Xuan left Wan Yusheng behind and turned around to leave.

With the accident involving casualties among students, Mr. Xuan became afraid. He was afraid that another accident would happen and ruin the academy's peerless genius. The plan for the collapse of the Sun and Moon Empire was slowly coming, and he didn't want any more accidents to happen.

Wan Yusheng gritted his teeth and said. "Mr. Xuan, didn't you just say you owed me a favor?"

Mr. Xuan turned his head slightly and stared at Wan Yusheng.

"Anything else is fine except this."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Xuan disappeared in a flash.Wan Yusheng's fantasy was completely broken.