The black-bellied princess plays the prince

Chapter 118 Injured
Suddenly, under the shadow of the leaves, he sneered at us, waved his finger, and two white lights came back and forth. Ye Xiao and I dodged quickly, and the two white lights clattered and nailed to the tree pole.

Master was so angry that we showed up.

He kept taking out things from his body and threw them at us. Although he couldn't hit us, he was amazing.

A piece of jade pendant appeared in front of me, crystal clear and green, with dragon and phoenix carved on it, and with the sound of the wind, it hit my face directly. I stretched out my foot and counterattacked the jade pendant... The jade pendant really counterattacked and hit Meng Bufan's face directly.

Meng Bufan fell in a straight line, his face was full of shock.

The master strode forward and wanted to catch him, but the master had lost his martial arts, and his body fell straight to the master's body. I heard a click, which was the sound of bones breaking.

I was taken aback, don't the master let him break the bone?

Ye Xiao and I glanced at each other, and flew down the tree, and saw Meng Bufan's face was painful, and he kept calling, while the master supported him, and his face also showed anxiety: "Father, are you okay?"

I breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't the master who was hurt, it would be better if Meng Bufan was hurt.

Ye Xiao thought the same as me, so the two of us stood on the side without moving.

Until the master called out: "Yue Yaer, come here and help your master have a look..."

I muttered to myself, what is there to see... But seeing the anxious expression of the master, I reluctantly walked to his side and said, "Master, his bone is broken? It doesn't matter, it's done, and he will rest for ten days." It will be fine in half a month."

The master frowned: "No, his condition is not good."

At this time, Meng Bufan made a hoo hoo sound, foam flowed out from the corner of his mouth, his face turned blue, and his whole body twitched, as if all the muscles and bones in his body were being pulled out.

"Master, does this seem to be poisoned by traction?" I said.

"No, he's not poisoned." The master's face was serious.

I thought so too, if Meng Bufan was poisoned, with his master's skill, he would have already seen it, so why wait until I come over?

But I really only know how to kill people, how can I know how to save people?
Besides, I don't want to save him either.

It would be good if Meng Bufan died, if he died, the master would not have so many entanglements.

Perhaps because he saw what I was thinking, the master looked sad: "Yue Yue, look at him... have you ever seen this method of killing people before?"

Meng Bufan let out a scream, his face was distorted, and his originally smooth cheeks slowly wrinkled, as if the meridians in his body contracted, making his face look normal in an instant... In my heart, he was not normal.

I said: "Master, in my opinion, this person is not trying to kill Shigong, but to restore Shigong to his original state..."

Maybe my tone was too schadenfreude, the master gave me a reproachful look, his eyes were full of pain, I sighed, stepped forward to check on Meng Bufan, seeing me approaching, he kept shrinking back, Shrunk back, curled up into a ball.

"Don't come here, don't come here, what do you want?" His eyes were full of fear, as if he saw the most detestable person in the world.

Who did he recognize me as?
Suddenly, I could clearly see his exposed skin, and there seemed to be something swimming under the skin. I grabbed his wrist at once, moved my fingers quickly, and hit the thing under the skin, but the thing jumped rapidly, until Walk to his upper arm.

"Master, hurry up, he has something on him." I said anxiously.

I can see that what makes his life worse than death is this object, a small hidden weapon, penetrated into his body, manipulated by people, disrupting his meridians, and causing him to be drawn like a trap before he dies General poison torture.

The thing moved extremely fast, and it reached his neck in an instant from his upper arm. Everywhere he went, Meng Bufan's skin wrinkled into a ball. The originally well-maintained skin suddenly became wrinkled. The magnificent palace was blown by the strong wind, and it was blown away in a blink of an eye.

My master and I tried our best, but we couldn't stop the thing from moving. In a blink of an eye, the thing went down the skin and covered the whole body.

As for Meng Bufan, the smooth and tight skin on his body turned into wrinkled skin in an instant.

"This is not Gu poison!" The master said in a repeated tone, "It's not..."

He kept pointing his fingers, trying to stop the thing from going up and down.

Compared with Meng Bufan's pain, the master is more anxious, I was in the mood of watching the excitement, but seeing the master like this, I also feel a little anxious in my heart, "Master, stop for a while, let's find a way. "

"No, if this continues, he will die soon." The master said, "Although he has not fulfilled his father's responsibility, he is still my father after all!"

I didn't know how to persuade him, so I could only sigh, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ye Xiao staring at a certain place without blinking.

I followed his line of sight, but saw that he had fixed his eyes on Yu Xiang'er... At this time, Yu Xiang'er, unconscious, was sitting alone in the corner of the yard with her back to us, moaning... , I don’t know what I’m humming.

I was about to ask him, but Ye Xiao stood up and walked straight to Yu Xiang'er. When he walked behind her, Yu Xiang'er didn't notice it, and was still humming. I tried my best to listen. It is clear that what she sang was a peach blossom fan: "The beauty goes far away, the door is heavily locked, and there are thousands of clouds and mountains. The only one who knows is Xian Yingyan, who is crazy and crazy..."

"Sir, can I sing well? Is my singing voice still the same as before?" She sighed softly.

I really couldn't see anything wrong with her, so I asked Ye Xiao, "What's wrong?"

Ye Xiao stopped me with a wave of his hand, and pointed to her hand quietly. Her hand hummed along with the song in her mouth, and she flicked her long sleeves slightly, moving softly.

This is just the swaying of the fingers when singing, what's the difference?
I looked at Ye Xiao with a consulting gaze, and he turned his gaze to Meng Bufan, who was still howling in pain, his howling of pain mixed with Yu Xianger's singing, complementing the movement of her fingers , In my eyes, it seems like a chorus.

"Look at her fingers..." Ye Xiao said solemnly.

I fixed my eyes and looked over, but couldn't see anything.

Ye Xiao pointed at the moonlight, "Facing the moonlight."

I looked at the moon along his fingers, and suddenly, I saw a thin transparent thread connecting Yuxiang'er's fingers. aware.

As soon as the light moved slightly, the thin thread disappeared without a trace, and I could only see the swing of Yu Xiang'er's fingers, like an orchid blooming on a stage.

Her white hair was tied back in a bun and swayed slightly, but her soft singing voice hit her ears. She turned her back to him, but she didn't seem to hear him screaming miserably behind her.

(End of this chapter)