Today is also the day I was attacked by the little lord

The overwhelming pain obliterated all perception of the outside world, and his eyes turned black uncontrollably, but Su Xun knew that he must not relax at this moment, otherwise his fragile heart would soon be unable to support it.

Biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, stimulating his mind with pain, he tried his best to mobilize the remaining internal energy to simulate the operation of the damaged tendons, while Ye Zhiheng quickly sewed the wound from the inside to the outside with puppet needles.

On the other side, Yuan Ruozhuo quickly came to the stone couch, his hands kept moving, and he quickly untied Duan Yunyang's sealed vital acupoint with his ten fingers flying. The blood medicine soup was sent into the mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he boarded the stone couch, sat cross-legged behind Duan Yunyang, and put the palms of his hands against his back. The pale white mist quickly spread from his body, and condensed on the top of his head into a Tai Chi pattern of yin and yang.

Duan Yunyang had fine wounds all over his body, and Huashengsan toxins were scattered all over his body. It was obviously too late to absorb all the medicinal power before the poison was released by relying on the transformation of viscera alone, so he had to rely on external forces to guide it.

Duan Yunyang was unconscious at this time, and the powerful inner strength in his body wandered out of control, and met Yuan Ruozhuo's inner strength on a narrow road, and immediately launched a fierce counterattack.After all, Yuan Ruozhuo's martial arts were not as strong as his, and he was powerless to resist after being counterattacked. He felt as if his chest had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow.

But the situation is urgent, if you don't insist on counseling, the Huasheng powder in Duan Yunyang's body will explode quickly, Yuan Ruozhu gritted his teeth to calm down the churning blood in his chest, and he had to contend with that strong force even if he risked aggravating internal injuries .

Unexpectedly, when Su Xun resisted the pervasive pain, he could maintain a sane mind. Seeing the blood flow from the corner of Yuan Ruozhuo's mouth, and the zhenqi on the top of his head became thinner, he immediately struggled and shouted:

"Yun Yang, don't resist, keep your dantian!"

He was at the end of his strength at this time, his voice was so low that it was barely audible, but Duan Yunyang who was in a coma seemed to sense this, his brows trembled slightly, and the restless internal force in his body suddenly calmed down.

The pressure around Yuan Ruozhuo's body suddenly lightened, and the zhenqi on his side became solid again. He couldn't help but cast a grateful glance at Su Xun, then immediately cleared his expression, and continued to push the medicinal liquid to spread to Duan Yunyang's meridians. .

The four of them struggled so hard, it took only a quarter of an hour, and they were all sweating heavily.

When Ye Zhiheng got the last shot, it was nearly half an hour since Su Xun took the wax pill, and he hurriedly said: "My lord, the expiry date of the wax pill is about to expire, please return the released internal force to the sea of ​​Qi as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous." .”

Su Xun nodded with all his strength, exhaled the turbid air in his chest tremblingly, and tried his best to guide the remaining inner breath back to the depths of his dantian along the way it came from.This process of true energy counterflow was equivalent to going through the previous tragedy again. Cold sweat kept pouring out along his smooth forehead, and his pale and chapped lips turned slightly blue.

Struggling to channel the last burst of internal force into the sea of ​​energy, his mind, which was tense to the limit, was blurred for a moment, he let out a muffled grunt, and immediately fell down with a pale face.

"My lord!" Ye Zhiheng turned pale in shock, and hurriedly opened his arms to catch Su Xun's body, only to see that the person in his arms was pale and breathing weakly, it should be that he was exhausted after luck, and fainted temporarily.

Forcibly opening the sea of ​​​​qi and circulating the true energy would cause great damage to the body. In addition, he had cut his heart to draw blood, and the injury was so severe, but he was able to support it until now. The pain and hardship involved can be imagined.

Taking out the medicine that strengthened Peiyuan and fed it to Su Xun, Ye Zhiheng picked him up horizontally, wrapped up the wound on his chest, found a clean robe, and replaced his inner garment soaked in cold sweat and blood, and then Gently wiped away the blood stains on the corners of his lips and neck.

Su Xun was thinking about Duan Yunyang's injury, even in a coma, he couldn't rest at peace, and soon woke up suddenly with a startled cough, spewing out a burst of hot sweet smell from his throat, and the dark red blood immediately soaked the white palm.

His heart veins were seriously injured, and his whole body was weak, and without the support of his internal strength, he might collapse into a coma at any time.And his heart and eyes were all about the person on the stone bed, so he struggled to get off the bed, his eyes darkened, and he fell down.

Ye Zhiheng had already been waiting by the side, and when he saw this, he quickly supported his arm, and couldn't help but feel pain in his heart from the cold touch: "My lord, you have lost a lot of blood, you should cultivate yourself first..."

Su Xun didn't answer him, but shook his head slightly, and staggered to Duan Yunyang's side step by step.

Pale fingertips caressed the man's face that was gradually returning to blood. He trembled all over, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks. He couldn't restrain himself for a while, and his knees limp and knelt on the ground.

"Thanks to Mr. Su's poisonous heart, the young master is fine now," Yuan Ruozhuo helped him to sit on the side, put his palms on his back, and sent the true power of Zhongzheng's peaceful medicine into Su Xun's body "It's just that the time to absorb the toxin is extremely long. The young master has been infested by the toxin during this period, and his mind may be confused from time to time. Even coma is a common symptom. It will probably take more than half a month to fully recover."

"...Thank you."

Swallowing down the fishy sweetness pervading between his lips and teeth, Su Xun nodded, breathed out deeply and adjusted his breath, his expression soon became much more relaxed than before.

After pondering for a moment, he frowned slightly, and told Ye Zhiheng: "Zhiheng, we have delayed too much time for Yunyang's detoxification, and there is less than one day left before the deadline Tianwu left for everyone in Xuanxiao Pavilion. Right now I It is inconvenient to move, and it is hard for you to pass the order down...cough cough...get some of Mo Tang's team in order, and follow me to Xuanxiao Pavilion for rescue."

"But my lord, your injury..."

"I know how my body is." Su Xun pursed his pale lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "But everyone in Xuanxiao Pavilion must be rescued by me personally. After all... it involves the struggle of the previous cabinet member. Only those who are involved in it can give advice. Later, Mr. Yuan will follow me to the Xuanxiao Pavilion underground palace, and you will lead the rest of the people to meet at the exit of the secret passage."

Ye Zhiheng nodded lightly, he already understood Su Xun's intentions, even though he was worried, he also knew that he had made up his mind and couldn't change it, so he could only sigh secretly and leave as ordered.

Su Xun looked at his back, sat quietly on the spot and said nothing, when the sound of Ye Zhiheng's footsteps gradually faded away, suddenly his whole body trembled, he bent down and coughed violently!

This time the attack was more violent than any previous one, the gurgling blood spewed out from the throat irresistibly, flowing along the neck between the fingers, and soon stained the front of the shirt and the sleeves of the robe.

The originally bloodless face immediately turned pale blue, and there was a bleak gray between his brows. The painful cough exhausted all his strength, his breath was choked in his chest and he couldn't continue, and the whole person immediately fell down powerlessly.

Yuan Ruozhuo's heart and soul were torn apart by the sudden recurrence of his illness, he hastily tapped his acupoint on his chest to stop the bleeding, and at the same time put his finger on Su Xun's wrist to check.Feeling the pulse that was so weak that it was almost non-existent under his fingers, he couldn't help being shocked, and his complexion turned miserable in an instant——

This is clearly the pulse of a dying person with a broken heart!

But it is clear that everything is running according to the method taught by the master. Brother Ye also sewed up the wound in time, and with the nourishment of medicine and internal energy, although Mr. Su's injury is serious at this time, his life should not be in danger anyway...

The white teeth cut deeply into the lower lip, and Yuan Ruozhuo anxiously thought over possible fallacies over and over again, and suddenly his eyes widened, realizing a certain terrible fact:

Su Xun's body has been eroded by Huasheng Powder for more than a year, and the strength of his heart arteries cannot be compared with that of ordinary people, and he is more likely to be injured and damaged due to overthinking.It is absolutely impossible for the already damaged heart to withstand this level of damage. Previously, he might have strengthened the pulse through internal force, which managed to hide it from himself and Ye Zhiheng;

In addition, in order to take out as much poisonous blood as possible, he recklessly stabbed the dagger deeply, fearing that the wound would be far deeper than expected, and it was very likely that even the puppet technique could not suture the damaged meridians at all!

In other words, from just now to the present, if Su Xun hadn't been struggling with his thoughts, Su Xun would have already...

His blood-stained hands trembled, and Yuan Ruozhuo had never been so hopeless and helpless as before. It is true that he has superb medical skills, but no matter what, he did not have the ability to turn a dead tree back to life.

The person in front of him is dying, life and death are only in a moment, and this situation that can only be continued by willpower really makes him helpless.

What to do, what to do...

"Bind...spiritual technique..."

An extremely weak and hoarse voice faintly came from in front of him, Yuan Ruozhuo suddenly raised his head, only to see Su Xun vomit a few mouthfuls of blood, panting for a while, and then intermittently said in a barely audible voice: "While... Zhiheng ...not here...quick..."

He couldn't help but hold his breath for a moment.

Binding Spirit Art is a heaven-defying forbidden art created by Yaowanggu. No matter how deteriorating the patient's condition is, it can stabilize the patient's physical state at the time of the operation through a special acupuncture method.

This surgery is a good way to prolong life, but regardless of the need for extremely high acupuncture skills, the length of its duration depends entirely on the will of the recipient. If you can't bear the pain day and night after the operation, your body may collapse immediately.

What's more, once the spirit binding technique fails, the patient's body will rapidly deteriorate, and it is impossible to bear the second spirit binding technique to save it.Moreover, the injury medicine stones on the recipients after the operation are ineffective, and can only be cured after the duration is over, but how many people can survive by the blessing of God at that time?

If Ye Zhiheng were here, he would definitely not agree to Su Xun's request, so he sent people away with excuses, leaving him alone to make a difficult choice.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

The blood continuously overflowed from Su Xun's mouth and nose, converging into a sparkling puddle under his body, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and the trembling breath stagnated in his throat, and could no longer gather into a single word.

The slightest mind is like a gossamer, accompanied by the light and shadow in the eyes.

Seeing the eyelash feathers trembling like broken butterflies about to fall, Yuan Ruozhuo gritted his teeth and let the tears burst, without hesitation, he took out dozens of silver needles from his side.

I saw that his fingers were moving like lightning, and the silver needles densely covered Su Xun's neck and chest in a few ups and downs.

And as the pale breath gradually merged into the silver needle, the blood spewing out of Su Xun's mouth gradually stopped, and the frowning brows also slowly dispersed. She glanced at Yuan Ruozhuo gratefully, and he couldn't hold on any longer. He stopped, his body tilted, and he fell into a coma.

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