Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Quanliu Villa.

The bedroom door was pushed open.

Master Huang Long walked out of it, with a medicine box the size of a refrigerator floating around him. Spider-like eight legs grew out from under the medicine box, walking with him.

Huang Longzhen, one of the top ten, is the number one doctor in Daxia. He wears a Taoist robe, but his temperament is not like that of a Taoist priest at all, but more like a mad scientist, because he has many mechanical creations on his body.

Lord Liushang moved forward to greet him.

"Qushui Jun's injury is relatively serious. He needs time to strengthen his body and cultivate his strength. He will spend the next six months taking good care of himself... I will give you a prescription."

Mr. Liu Shang took the prescription and took a look at it. He was slightly startled. He also knew a little about pharmacology: "Why is this prescription nourishing yang and nourishing the kidney..."

"I told you, it's for you." Huang Long said calmly.

"I'm not hurt."

"But you have to work hard from now on. To cure Madam's disease, you have to take the path of combining yin and yang. Anyway, you are also husband and wife, and you have dual cultivation methods." Master Huanglong touched his chin: "Remember...sooner or later. Each injection lasts for half a year, and the disease will be cured without medication.”

Liu Shangjun's expression changed. Although he was only in his fifties or sixties, judging from the lifespan of a saint, he was still young and powerful. But for a middle-aged man, twice a day was a bit...

"If it doesn't work, lower your face and ask Yan Wuji for advice. He is full of yang energy and knows how to exercise." Master Huang Long glanced at Liu Shangjun's small body and smiled: "If you really can't stand it anymore, then change it to Acupuncture is done six times a week, with six days off.”

If he hadn't known that Huang Long was the first person in medicine, Mr. Liu Shang would have doubted whether he was taking pleasure in himself. He clasped his fists and said bravely: "It's not a big deal, originally I was working day and night."

"Let's go and see how many breaths King Xiling has left." Huanglong said and walked to another courtyard. In the courtyard planted with maple trees, King Xiling, whose wound was wrapped with gauze, was drinking tea alone. A look of contentment.

"I've seen a real person..."

"Well, sit down and let me take a look at the wound."

King Xiling pulled away the gauze, and the wound was located on the left abdomen, revealing a semicircular hole.

Master Huanglong looked at the injury of King Xiling and marveled: "This wound is quite regular, as if it was blown by Dongfeng Express... How does it feel?"

"It hurts." King Xiling said, "It's like being dug into the flesh with an electric drill."

"Oh? Clockwise or counterclockwise?"

"...Does this have anything to do with treatment?"

"No, I just think you are stupid."

"Where am I..."

"Why don't you take some painkillers if it hurts? Do you think you are a saint, so you don't need to take medicine if you are injured?" Huang Long, the real person, patted his forehead: "You really don't have any eyesight."

"I'm just worried that taking painkillers will affect the effectiveness."

"Are you a doctor or am I a doctor?" Master Huang Long curled his lips: "Besides, Feng Sheng's body has been through so much, even if you eat three or two kilograms of it, you won't necessarily die. At most, you will have some adverse reactions."

"You'd better treat me."

"This is purely a trauma. There is no other way except to replenish your vitality. Of course, I also have some evil ways here. Do you want to listen to it?"

"How evil?"

"The first method is to cut some flesh from other parts of your body and replace this part of your body. The damaged organs can only be recuperated slowly, but at least the external parts can be repaired... There will be no air leakage here." Huanglong's eyes were clear. Looking at the King of Xiling: "Look where there is more meat. I will cut off two kilograms for you and make it into a paste."

King Xiling felt a chill: "What about the second kind?"

"Just like Pindao." Master Huang Long rolled up his sleeves and showed off his new arm: "Look, my hand is the latest product of Tiangong Division. Their artificial skin and artificial bones have been completed, although they have not been able to continue. The nervous system is not yet complete, but it is not a big problem for the saint. Just use the soul power to control it. It is like having an extra toy. Look at my hand. Not only are more than a dozen surgical instruments stuffed into it, but also There are ear picks and nail clippers.”

He touched his chin and stared at the waist and abdomen of King Xiling: "If you ask the Tiangong Division to make a plan for you, they might stuff your part into a communication device, ensuring that when you call in the future, your belly will light up. Shine, you will become the most handsome boy in the canonization."

Thinking of the scene described by Master Huang Long, after the call came, colorful lights lit up in his belly... King Xiling's face turned green, and he said decisively: "Let's go with the first one!"

"Okay, then let me prepare the operating table first." Master Huang Long said, "Do you want to prepare anesthesia and painkillers?"

"Since surgery is definitely necessary, right?"

"Oh, I thought you weren't afraid of pain. If you feel pain, you won't lie on the bed without taking medicine. You have to sit in the yard and pretend to be an expert. Such a tough guy."

Master Huanglong clicked his tongue in surprise, shook his head and went out.

A gust of wind blew in the courtyard.

Liu Shanjun stood aside, unconsciously holding up the elbow of his right hand with his left hand, pressing his lips with the palm of his right hand, and pinching his smiling muscles.

"If you want to laugh, just laugh." King Xiling held his forehead.

"It's okay, I can bear it at times like this." Mr. Liu Shang took a deep breath and said, "Zhenren Huanglong has always been this way and likes to make fun of others. Last time, someone came to see him for medical treatment with a broken body. But the old man said he had a minor problem. I’ve already used beautiful pictures to show off to P...I almost made my family members angry.”

King Xiling didn't want to mention what happened just now. He glanced at Liushangjun and said, "I don't take painkillers and sit here not for grace, but to stay awake."

Liushangjun hummed. He could understand this time of being stubborn... It can be called the stubbornness of the strong, the dignity of the canonized saint.

King Xiling said in a low voice: "How do you plan to deal with the matter of Huang Qixia? Have you reported it?"

Liushangjun nodded: "This matter cannot be concealed, but Zhonghu has not given a reply... This matter involves too many people."

"Zhonghu will most likely acquiesce to the actions of the archers, and will also acquiesce to the hunting of Huang Qixia."

"What about Bai Yujing?" Liushangjun reminded: "His reputation is now in full swing. He is a new generation benchmark created by Daxia with a lot of resources, not Huang Qixia."

King Xiling clenched his right hand: "Bai Yujing and Huang Qixia are already on the same front. Just treat them as a whole. At least the black evil archers have made a decision, and if you want to defeat them, you must dispatch the combat power of the canonized saint level."

Liu Shangjun shook his head and said, "Martial Saint Pavilion will not acquiesce to you attacking Bai Yujing."

"That's right...but Martial Saint Pavilion will not protect Huang Qixia." Xiling Wang intertwined his fingers: "Once the news is handed over to Martial Saint Pavilion, the four saints of Martial Saint Pavilion will also face a choice, whether to let Bai Yujing die under Luohou's arrow, or... tie him back."

"You want to kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

"I prefer to call it driving the tiger to swallow the wolf, or...besieging Wei to save Zhao." Xiling Wang tapped the table with his fingers: "Bai Yujing can't be moved casually, so just hold him down, and Huang Qixia must die. Since I have made a choice, I must do it to the end, and this is also for Daxia."

In the courtyard, Liu Shangjun remained silent, always feeling that Xiling Wang must have other purposes in secret.

He was personally unwilling to get involved in this matter, and said calmly: "You decide on this matter yourself, I will not participate."

King Xiling said: "Do you really think you can stay out of it?"

Liu Shangjun shook his head: "When needed, I will naturally contribute, but that should not be now... I have never liked internal fighting, unless the enemy is not a person in my eyes."

"For example, the beast that committed heinous crimes like the Tyrant?" King Xiling sneered faintly: "Then you should actually consider bringing back Bai Yujing, the hero of Daxia who was bewitched by the witch."

"Maybe, but I still can't be sure whether Huang Qixia is a female evil, or, even if she is really a female evil, what evil things has she done?" Liu Shangjun uttered a lingering The perplexing question that had been lingering in my heart for a long time: "Because I was born a sinner, I must be evil?"

"Do you want to discuss philosophical speculation with me?" Xiling Wang tapped the table with his fingers: "Then let me answer you... Everyone needs to return to his position after all. Born this way, he will live this way!"

"A lion will not learn to eat grass like an antelope. One day, it will bite the throat of its prey because of hunger and thirst, suck blood, devour bones and flesh, and completely return to the top of the food chain... Huang Qixia is very safe now, but who can guarantee that she will always be safe?"

"When that day comes, everyone will realize... She has never changed, she just woke up."

...

"Good morning."

In the snow house, in the warm car.

Huang Qixia said good morning to the young man who had just woken up.

She seemed to have woken up a long time ago, but she just didn't get up and kept the posture.

Bai Yu's consciousness came back, and he soon realized that his hands were placed in a less polite position.

When did he hold the shoulders and waist... It was like using a person as a pillow.

He wanted to let go of her hand, but Huang Qixia moved closer.

"The snow mountain is a good place..."

"Hmm?"

"You can hug others openly and at close range."

"If it were two grown men, this feeling might not be very good." Bai Yu laughed dryly.

"I haven't hugged anyone else. You are the first and only one." Huang Qixia whispered, "It turns out that hugging is such a pleasant thing. No wonder they always like to hug those children."

His right hand went around her back and gently stroked Huang Qixia's hair: "Are you still feeling uneasy?"

"A little bit." Huang Qixia said after a pause.

She had almost forgotten about the outside world.

She didn't care much.

So this sentence was a lie.

She never imagined that she would tell such a cheap lie... just to be able to continue hugging.

How greedy she was.

And she wanted more.

She realized that she seemed to have changed a lot, but it seemed that she had not changed at all.

She was so greedy that she had been infatuated with watching the sea of ​​clouds for so many years.

So... she didn't change, she just woke up.