Magic Punk

After saying goodbye to Xie En, Xuan Yi walked alone into the slightly dark room. He saw that the room was lit with warm charcoal fire like Ji Bai Ning's room, making the temperature inside the room ten or twenty degrees higher than outside.

However, Xuanyi knew that this was because Mr. Xie was seriously injured and physically weak, and he no longer dared to infect the cold air. He walked forward, walked all the way to the soft bed, and then saw Mr. Xie's decayed and withered face. .

After several years of bedridden life, Mr. Xie's face can no longer see the high-spiritedness he once had. When he falls asleep, there is only the loneliness and unwillingness of a dying illness.

The only thing that surprised Xuan Yi was that Mr. Xie was not unconscious.

"Are you okay?" Xuan Yi asked.

Mr. Xie seemed to have just woken up from his dream. He twisted his stiff neck and looked at Xuanyi. Then a glimmer of light flashed in his muddy old eyes, and a hoarse voice came out intermittently from his throat: "Excuse me, who are you?"

"I'm here to treat you." Xuan Yi said calmly, looking at the haggard old man in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Before he was injured and paralyzed, this old man was really at the top of the underworld in Lanyin City, but now he can only slowly wait for his death.

This is the premise for Xie En to keep the Xie family's foundation. Otherwise, the old man will probably be thrown out and left to fend for himself.

After all, the old lion without teeth is no longer a lion.

Just prey.

After announcing his home status, the vigilance in Mr. Xie's eyes faded a bit. Now he has no ability to protect himself at all, so facing the intruder, he can only beg for kindness and mercy.

However - the young man who came to see him this time seemed a little different from the previous ones.

"Please bear with it." Xuan Yi said softly: "If you are still conscious, you may feel a little pain."

This was Xuan Yi's special request from Xie En, that is, when he was treating Mr. Xie, no one should be around, including Xie En.

Saying this, Xuan Yi stretched out his finger and pointed at Mr. Xie's eyebrows.

When looking at the other party's long, gray hair and eyebrows, Xuan Yi somehow thought of the Star Master who was not even remotely similar to him, and his hands couldn't help but tremble. Fortunately, Xuanyi himself had a tough mind, and then stabilized his mind. Concentrating on it, he drew out the breath of Qixi Zizi from his body again, and then wrapped it around his fingers.

This is of course a miraculous achievement, but to put it bluntly, it is actually very simple.

Because Xuanyi is one of the few humans in the world who has deduced Qixi Ziwei to the Dharma Realm and is still alive. Although he himself was eventually washed back to the Zhizhi Realm because of the Lake of Tranquility, his power is not there and many of his insights are still there. , the simple mastery of Qixi Zizi, no one in this world can match it.

After all, there are too few people who are like him after being hit by Chinese Valentine's Day.

As early as when he was in the Zhizhi Realm, Xuanyi could simply use Qixi Ziwei to increase his physical strength similar to hormone regulation. However, it was relatively rough and cumbersome at that time. Now, after Xuanyi fell from the Dharma Realm, he cooperated with the pharmacist Liuli With the strengthening of the five senses of the body and the object realm, I have become more proficient in using Qixi Zizi as an almost universal surgical instrument.

Originally, this idea was to prepare for Yaoyao's strange disease, because the scales on her face were difficult to damage even with steel knives. If she used Xuanwu scales, there would be a risk of being unable to control them, so it was very early. Xuanyi had the idea of ​​using Qixi Ziwei's breath as a tool before, but she never had a clue.

It wasn't until today that I was entangled by Ji Bai Ning's death aura. When I woke up, I had more insights into the use of Qixi Ziwei. After taking the risk and successfully applying it on Uncle Zhao, Xuanyi finally felt confident. However, The operation on Mr. Xie this time may be more complicated, and the noise is probably much greater than that of Uncle Zhao. Since Xie En is not around, there will be less trouble and unnecessary complications.

While thinking like this, wisps of death aura had been pulled out from Mr. Xie's eyebrows little by little with the lavender breath of Qixi Zizi, but at the same time, Mr. Zhao also showed a painful look on his face, but After all, he was a character who had fought hard through thick and thin, and he knew that Xuanyi was treating him, so he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Xuanyi showed a slight look of approval on his face, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and he continued to brush towards other acupuncture points on Mr. It was pulled out of the orifice, but Mr. Xie's whole body began to tremble in pain.

Xuanyi stopped and looked at Mr. Xie: "If you can't bear it, I can give you a little anesthesia."

Mr. Xie's gray head shook slightly.

Xuanyi sighed and continued to move his fingers downward.

Everything sounds long, but the actual action did not take too long. In just ten minutes, Xuan Yi had already traveled through all the acupuncture points and orifices around Mr. Xie's body and extracted all the dead energy from them. , only to see that Mr. Xie's sweat soaked through the two layers of sheets, but his complexion gradually turned red.

Mr. Xie himself was a successful practitioner, so he knew his situation clearly. When he saw Xuanyi retracting his fingers and surviving the disaster, he felt that his body was suddenly out of the sea of ​​suffering, and he felt much lighter in an instant.

At this moment, he heard Xuanyi looking at him and saying softly: "I can make you stand up again, are you willing?"

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Xie En stood guard outside the door and waited for almost an hour before he heard slight footsteps coming from the inner room. Not long after, Xuan Yi walked out and saw that the young man's face was unusually pale, and he seemed to be quite nervous. It took energy.

Seeing Xuanyi coming out, Xie En was so distracted that he ignored the pleasantries and asked anxiously: "How is the situation?"

The tired Xuanyi raised his hand to touch the sweat on his face and said with a smile: "Everything goes well, I will write out the prescription soon."

Saying this, Xuanyi paused: "By the way, Gang Leader Xie, would you mind going out to practice for a few more years?"

Shane was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Usurping power?

Do you need to usurp my rights?

Xuan Yi looked at Xie En's expression and couldn't help but smile and said, "I don't think it's inconvenient for you to continue to be the leader of the Xie Gang? You've been saying that you were forced by circumstances."

"In that case."

"If I can completely cure your father, I can restore your father to 80% of his strength when he was at his peak."

"Would you like it?"

Xie En looked at Xuanyi's face and confirmed that the boy was really not lying. He pointed to the room, his expression was one of suppressed joy: "Can I go see my dad?"

Xuanyi nodded, and Xie En rushed in immediately, the sound of footsteps echoing in succession.

"dad!"