Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees.

Chapter 822 No Change, Just Awakened

Quanliu Villa.

The bedroom door was pushed open.

Zhenren Huanglong walked out, with a refrigerator-sized medicine box floating around him. Eight spider-like legs grew under the medicine box and moved with him.

Huang Long Zhenren, 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. Instead, he looks more like a mad scientist, because he has quite a few mechanical creations on his body.

Liu Shangjun took the initiative to greet him.

"Qu Shuijun's injuries are quite serious. He needs time to recuperate and strengthen his body. He needs to take good care of himself for the next six months... I have prescribed a prescription for you."

Liu Shangjun took the prescription and took a look at it. He was slightly stunned. He also knew a little about pharmacology: "Why are all these prescriptions for nourishing yang and tonifying the kidneys..."

"I've already told you, it's prescribed for you." Master Huanglong said calmly.

"I'm not injured."

"But you will have to work very hard. To cure your wife's illness, you have to combine yin and yang. After all, you are husband and wife, and you have the practice of dual cultivation." Huang Long Zhenren touched his chin and said, "Remember... inject once in the morning and once in the evening for half a year, and you will be cured without any medicine."

Liu Shangjun's face changed. Although he was only in his fifties or sixties, still in his prime according to the life span of a saint, for a middle-aged man, doing it twice a day was a bit...

"If you can't bear it anymore, go and ask Yan Wuji for advice. He has a lot of Yang energy and knows how to exercise." Huang Long Zhenren glanced at Liu Shangjun's small body and smiled: "If you really can't bear it anymore, then change to six acupuncture sessions a week, six days on and one day off."

If he hadn't known that Huang Long Zhenren was the best doctor, Liu Shangjun would have suspected that he was making fun of him. He clasped his fists and said, "No big deal. I used to work day and night as well."

"Let's go and see how much breath King Xiling has left." Master Huanglong said as he walked towards another courtyard. In the courtyard with maple trees, King Xiling, with gauze wrapped around his wound, was sipping tea alone, looking contented.

"I have seen the real person..."

"Well, sit down and let me see the wound."

Prince Xiling pulled back the gauze and revealed a semicircular hole on his left abdomen.

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

"It hurts." King Xiling said, "It feels like an electric drill is digging into my flesh."

"Oh? Clockwise or counterclockwise?"

"…What does this have to do with treatment?"

"No, I just think you're stupid."

“Where am I…”

"Why don't you take some painkillers if you're in pain? Do you think you're a saint and don't need to take medicine when you're injured?" Huang Long Zhenren slapped his forehead and said, "You really have no vision."

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

"Are you a doctor or am I a doctor?" Huang Long Zhenren curled his lips and said, "Besides, Feng Sheng's body is so durable that even if you eat a few pounds of it, you may not die. At most, you may have some adverse reactions."

"You better treat me."

"Your injury is purely external. There is no other way except to replenish your vitality and recover. Of course, I also have a more unorthodox method. Do you want to listen to it?"

"How is it evil?"

"The first method is to cut some meat from other parts of your body and fill in this area. The damaged organs can only be slowly repaired, but at least the external part will be filled... You won't leak air here." Master Huanglong looked at King Xiling and said, "See where there is more meat. I'll cut off two pounds of meat for you and make it into a paste."

King Xiling felt a chill and asked, "What about the second one?"

"Same as me." Huang Long Zhenren rolled up his sleeves and showed his new arm. "Look, this hand of mine is the latest product of Tiangongsi. They have already achieved artificial skin and artificial bones. Although it is not yet complete without the connection to the nervous system, it is not a big problem for canonization. It can be controlled directly with soul power. It's like having an extra toy. Look at my hand. Not only are there more than a dozen surgical instruments stuffed in it, there are even ear picks and nail clippers."

He stroked his chin and stared at King Xiling's waist and abdomen: "If you let the Tiangong Division make a plan for you, they might put a communication device into your part. I guarantee that when you call in the future, your belly will glow and shine. You will become the most handsome guy in the canonization."

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

"Okay, I'll go prepare the operating table first." Huang Long Zhenren said, "Do you want to prepare anesthesia and painkillers?"

"Since surgery is necessary, right?"

"Oh, I thought you weren't afraid of pain. You refused to take medicine or lie in bed when you felt pain, but had to sit in the yard and act like a master. You're such a tough guy."

Master Huanglong was amazed, shook his head and walked out.

A breeze blew in the courtyard.

Liu Shangjun stood aside, unconsciously lifting his right elbow with his left hand, pressing his lips with his right palm, and pinching his zygomatic muscles.

"Laugh if you want to." King Xiling held his forehead.

"It's okay. I can bear it at times like this." Liu Shangjun took a deep breath. "Master Huanglong has always been like this. He likes to make fun of others. Last time, someone went to him for treatment with broken bones all over his body, but the old man said it was a minor problem and he had already fixed it with Meitu Xiuxiu... The family member was almost so angry that he fainted."

King Xiling didn't really want to talk about what happened just now. He glanced at Liushang Jun and said, "I didn't take painkillers and sit here not for the sake of elegance, but to stay awake."

Liu Shangjun hummed. He could understand his stubbornness this time... It could be called the stubbornness of the strong, the dignity of the saint. Xiling Wang said in a low voice: "How do you plan to deal with the matter of Huang Qixia? Have you reported it?"

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

"There is a high probability that Zhonghu will approve the actions of the archer, and will also approve the hunting of Huang Qixia."

"Where is Bai Yujing?" Liu Shangjun reminded, "His reputation is now at its peak. He is the new generation benchmark that Daxia has spent a lot of resources to create. He is not Huang Qixia."

King Xiling clenched his right hand and said, "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. If you want to defeat them, you must send out the Saint-level combat power."

Liu Shangjun shook his head and said, "The Martial Saint Pavilion will not condone you to attack Bai Yujing."

"That's right... but the Martial Saint Pavilion will not protect Huang Qixia." King Xiling intertwined his fingers and said, "Once the news is passed to the Martial Saint Pavilion, the four saints of the Martial Saint Pavilion will also face a choice. Should they let Bai Yujing die under Luohou's arrow, or... tie him up and bring him back."

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

"I prefer to call it driving a tiger to devour a wolf, or... Besieging Wei to save Zhao." King Xiling 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. This is also for Daxia."

In the courtyard, Liushangjun remained silent, feeling that King Xiling must have other purposes in secret.

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

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

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

"For example, a beast like Tyrant who committed a heinous crime?" 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 not. Or, even if she is a female evil, what evil things has she done?" Liu Shangjun asked a confusing question that has been lingering in his mind for a long time: "Because I was born a sinner, I must be evil?"

"Do you want to discuss philosophy with me?" King Xiling tapped the table with his fingers: "Then let me answer you... Everyone needs to return to his own position in the end. He was born this way, and he will live this way!"

"A lion will not learn to eat grass like an antelope. One day, out of thirst, it will bite its prey's throat, suck its blood, devour its flesh and bones, and return to the top of the food chain... Huang Qixia is 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 just maintained that posture.

Bai Yu regained consciousness and quickly realized that his hands were in a less than polite position.

When did he put his arms around my shoulders and waist...it was like he was using me as a pillow.

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

"The Snow Mountain is a great place..."

"Ok?"

“You can hug someone up close and honestly.”

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

"I have never 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.

In fact, she had almost forgotten everything about the outside world.

Not really concerned.

So this statement is a lie.

She had never imagined that she would tell such a vile lie... just to be able to continue the hug.

How greedy it is.

And want more.

She realized that she seemed to have changed a lot, but at the same time, she seemed to have not changed at all.

She was so greedy that she had been fascinated by the sea of ​​clouds for so many years.

So…I didn’t change, I just woke up.

(End of this chapter)