Chapter 113: Royal Sister's Appearance
Are you going to die? Ling Xiaotian looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and his eyes were very calm. "Can you tell me who wants to kill me?"
"You are already a dying person. There is no need to know." The middle-aged man laughed.
"Really, if you dare to kill but dare not sign up, it seems that you are also a villain." Ling Xiaotian smiled.
"Is it that the villain has nothing to do with you? You are a grain of dust in our eyes, and you can disappear with a gentle wave. Boy, blame your bad life." After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and left.
Suddenly, Ling Xiaotian pulled out his knife and jumped up. He carried all his strength to split the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was very alert and felt a murderous spirit. He quickly moved to the side. The speed was very fast. This is the fastest speed Ling Xiaotian has ever seen, which is faster than the killer he met in the apartment before. Obviously, he is also a master of martial arts. Just now, it was not caused by his own loss. A big reason is this The young man has profound internal skills, but Ling Xiaotian is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The nine-turn illusory body method was turned on. The middle-aged man felt a flower in front of his eyes, and then his heart was pierced. He looked at Ling Xiaotian incredibly. For a moment, he did not expect that the person who was about to die could make a fatal blow.
"How can it be!" He slapped the flying sky, stepped back a few steps, and looked at the knife on his chest with unwillingness.
Ling Xiaotian's body flew out and hit the wall. He stabilized his figure and still smiled with blood, "It's not so easy to kill me. It's okay. Someone will accompany me as a companion."
"Oh! Boy, I hate it so much."
"I hate it too. If I concentrate, do you think it can hurt me?" Ling Xiaotian laughed and said, at this time, he was running the dragon-shaped internal power, and saw a faint golden light appear at the wound. When the middle-aged man saw this situation, he opened his eyes wide, and then fell down. He did not close his eyes.
Ling Xiaotian supported for a while, but finally his internal strength did not continue. He felt pain and fainted by the wall. At nine o'clock, there were no pedestrians in a small street. Time passed quietly, and Ling Xiaotian's life was slowly losing.
An hour later, a woman slowly drove this way on her bicycle. When she saw the middle-aged man and Ling Xiaotian on the ground, she did not panic, but got out of the car to check the situation of the two. First, she checked the middle-aged man. After finding that the person had died, she came to Ling Xiaotian and found that Ling Xiaotian still had a faint breath. She didn't think about it. She took out a cloth bag from her backpack and opened the cloth bag. Ten golden needles appeared in the night sky. The woman frowned, took a deep breath, reached out to pick up the golden needle to seal the acupuncture point in front of Ling Xiaotian's chest, and then ran forward with Ling Xiao on her back.
After a while, she came to a quadrangle courtyard. The woman carried Ling Xiaotian into the courtyard, entered a room, put Ling Xiaotian down, and then came to another room, "Grandpa, have you slept?"
"I didn't sleep, Yuer is back."
"Well, I'm back. I have something to trouble Grandpa. I met an injured person on the road. I'm so angry that I'm dying. I hope Grandpa can save him."
"Yuer, there is not much left in Grandpa's internal work. I'm afraid he can't apply the needle."
"Grandpa, you are guiding me. Can I give you a needle?"
"This matter is serious, let's send it to the hospital."
"No, Grandpa, the hospital can't save him."
"Yuer, do you know that person?"
"I don't know."
"I don't know why you are in such a hurry."
"Grandpa, didn't you say that human life is at risk? Aren't we doctors just trying to save lives and help the wounded? Are you going to let me die?"
After the woman finished speaking, the door opened, and a 70-year-old man came out. "There's nothing you can do. Take me there."
"Thank you, Grandpa." The woman happily helped the old man to her room.
Sick**, Ling Xiaotian closed his eyes, his face was pale, and the blood had stopped on his chest, but because of too much blood loss, and the knife hit the heart, the old man sat ** and felt a little incredible after checking Ling Xiaotian's injury. "How can this be? How can there be a serious injury in the world that can keep a mouth shut? Really It's amazing."
"Grandpa, I was also strange before, as if there was something protecting it, like the legendary true spirit." Yuer said.
"Well, it's true. This boy doesn't look simple. He arrived at the second day of Wujing at a young age. Well, Grandpa will take action for the last time." The old man saw that Ling Xiaotian's eyebrows were wide and the heavenly court was full, and the spirit of justice in the hall was arrogant. Obviously, he was not a villain. After looking at his face, he decided to help.
"Grandpa, do you want me to help you?"
"No, you go and boil some hot water and change his clothes later." The old man said.
"Okay, thank you, grandpa."
"Oil, why are you polite to Grandpa? Besides, you are not the one who wants to thank you." The old man laughed.
"Grandpa is the best." The woman kissed the old man, turned around and left. After returning to the scene, she rode her bicycle back. She did not call the police or leave anything behind. Anyway, she was a dead person and had nothing to do with her.
In the woman's room, the old man looked at Ling Xiaotian with a needle in his hand. He had not applied the needle for many years. He didn't know whether he would succeed or not. Without profound internal skill as an assistant, he could not guarantee that he would succeed. "Young man, it depends on your own life and luck now."
The old man took a deep breath, roared, and the blue light flashed in his hand. This was internal work. He picked up the needle and quickly inserted it into Ling Xiaotian's major acupuncture points. At such a speed, he could see a golden phantom. The old man flew like electricity. When the last needle pierced Ling Xiaotian's body, he collapsed to the ground. The whole person kept gasping, and his internal power was exhausted at the last minute, but the old man laughed. The useless needle for decades, but he didn't expect it to succeed. It seems that God will never stop this young man's life.
After applying the needle, a miracle appeared. I saw a silver light flashing in Ling Xiaotian's body. Suddenly, a powerful silver light was shot into the air to make a pattern, a polygonal illusion on Ling Xiaotian's body. Then the illusion changed, and a yin and yang pattern was formed in the air. That was the illusion formed by the aura of heaven and earth. The illusion slowly He fell and covered Ling Xiaotian's chest. After a while, the silver light was in full bloom. Ling Xiaotian's wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a trace of blood began to appear on his face. Half an hour later, Ling Xiaotian's wound closed, as if he had not been injured.
The old man recovered, stood up hard along the bed, sat down to **, and checked Ling Xiaotian's situation. His vitality had recovered and his heart was 60% better. As long as he rested for a period of time, he could recover. The old man stretched out his trembling hand and took back the golden needle. At this time, he had almost reached the oily ground. Step by step, in order to save Ling Xiaotian, he forcibly carried the work, and the life function had been used up, and he calmly accepted it.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Seeing the old man open the door, he was extremely weak, and the woman quickly helped the old man.
"Come with me, he's fine."
"Grandpa, you have suffered." The woman's eyes turned red and almost burst into tears.
"Grandpa is old and doesn't have much time. The most reassuring thing is you. I wanted to wait to hold his great-grandson, but now it seems that there is no chance. I really don't know what you will do alone after I leave?" Back in the room, the old man sat ** and spoke very weakly.