Chapter 629 Si Fuqing: Yes, I am a ghost doctor [2 more]

   The ghost hand and heavenly doctor, who saves only after seeing death.

   But whether it is in the Eternal Continent or the real world, this name will spread on the rivers and lakes, or because the ghost hand and heavenly doctor can rob people in the hands of the king of hell.

  No, it should be said that the King of Hell does not dare to confront the ghost hand and heavenly doctor at all.

  The ghost hand and heavenly doctor make people live, and the king of **** can only retreat.

   Mr. Yu's pupils shrank: "What do you mean!"

   These people are saying some strange things.

   He doesn't understand at all!

   "Want to know how good Brother Jiu's legs are?" Si Fuqing stepped forward unhurriedly.

   She smiled: "I cured it."

   Mr. Yu's heart thumped violently, and his tone changed: "You... cure it?"

  How many Chinese doctors have concluded that Yu Xiheng will be a disabled person all his life.

  Si Fuqing, a little girl under twenty years old, how could she be cured!

   "Oh, yes, after being reminded by others, I also treated your grandson's aphasia." Si Fuqing snapped his fingers lazily, "I know that you have been looking for me for so long."

   "It's pretty fun to watch you go around like headless flies in the Eternal Continent."

   This sentence is no less than a thunderous explosion in the ears of the old man Yu.

With a    "Boom", his mind was instantly blank, and there was no more thought.

  Yu Yao suffered from aphasia. Fortunately, he met a ghost doctor on the Eternal Continent and recovered. Mr. Yu knew about this.

   Mr. Yu's complexion turned pale instantly, and he muttered: "Ghosts and Heavenly Doctors..."

   "Smart." Si Fuqing smiled, "You said that if you please ninth brother, treat him better."

   "I treated you for his sake, but why do you want him to be wronged?"

   "He's wronged, I'm not happy, I'm not happy, and I won't save me if I die, understand?"

   At this moment, a more turbulent emotional tide of regret rushed in, making Mr. Yu almost breathless, and his heart ached like needles.

   For Yu Xiheng, Yu Xiheng was able to get a relationship that he couldn't reach or invite with all his effort.

  Yu Xiheng spoke again: "Use torture."

   This time, Mr. Yu did not dare to use Yu Qishan to threaten him again.

   He began to beg Yu Xiheng, calling by his nickname: "Xiaojiu, Dad really knows it's wrong, Dad doesn't dare anymore, I can't stand my body, please..."

   Mr. Yu was able to deceive Yu Qishan into the villa, just by taking advantage of Yu Qishan's sympathy and feelings.

   But Yu Xiheng has neither of them.

   He just sat in a high position, indifferently watching Old Master Yu keep begging for mercy.

   Mr. Yu made a mistake.

  The two guards stepped forward, picked up the two long iron hooks, and aimed at his lute bones one left and one right.

   "Hey!"

   The sound of flesh being torn and bones being penetrated resounded in the silent hall, accompanied by the heart-piercing screams of Old Man Yu.

   In the first two seconds, Yu Xiheng raised her hand and pulled Si Fuqing into her arms.

   He clasped her head on his chest and covered her ears with both hands.

  Si Fuqing was startled, she whispered, "What are you doing, I'm not a child anymore, I've seen this scene a lot."

   "Well, I know." His voice came from above her head, and she could feel his chest vibrate slightly, "You don't coax me, I have to coax you."

   After a pause, he whispered, "It's my first time, so I'm still learning."

  Si Fuqing: "…"

   No need to learn.

   has already mastered it. If you continue to learn, how can others survive?

   She had never seen such a gifted man.

   After all, there were other people around, Si Fuqing felt her ears were a little hot: "Let me go first."

   "Listen to you." He put down his hand, but didn't let her go.

  Gu Huiyan saw it in his eyes and was heartbroken: "Alas..."

   His Chinese cabbage apprentice was just run away.

   In the center of the hall, Mr. Yu has already endured a round of torture.

  The guards of the Qianjun League did not show the slightest softness, and only attacked the most painful places.

   Ten fingers connected to the heart, Mr. Yu screamed again, extremely mournful.

   However, everyone was unmoved.

   "You are murdering your father!" Mr. Yu shouted hysterically, "You, you will be punished, you..."

   When the people present heard this sentence, except for Mo Yanwen, Xiao Wenjian, and the first elder of the Feng family, there was no special reaction.

   Xiao Wenjian's expression was a little weird.

   He almost forgot that Yu Xiheng personally used the Dragon Sparrow Sword to kill the ignorant old emperor of the Xia Dynasty.

   And before Emperor Yin died, he passed the sword to the Qianjun League and left a will—

   In the future, if there is a Shunjun in the Daxia Dynasty, the Qianjun League can use the Dragon Sparrow Sword to cut off the head of the Shunjun and establish a new emperor.

  The Emperor Yin also left another edict—

   No matter who is in charge of the ups and downs of the Daxia Dynasty, foreigners are not allowed to invade an inch of Daxia's land, nor are the emperor's eunuchs allowed to oppress the people.

  Xiao Wenjian looked at the man in the dark gray suit, his heart suddenly warmed, and his eyes were a little heavy.

   He has done too much, and he still guards the five states of Daxia even after his death.

   I hope that in this life, he can be safe and secure and fulfill other wishes.

   After a few minutes, the screaming stopped.

   "Ninth Brother, all Patriarchs and Alliance Leaders, he has passed out." Shen Ying clasped his fists, "What should we do next?"

   Yu Xiheng's tone was cool: "Wake up."

  Si Fuqing took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, threw it on Mr. Yu's body, and blinked: "This is the wound medicine I made. If he can't hold it, give him one."

   These words were indifferent, but Shen Ying's scalp was numb: "Yes, Miss Si."

   "Big Brother should have woken up." Si Fuqing stood up and stretched, "Ninth Brother, let's go over."

  **

  Yu Qishan seemed to have had a very long dream. In the dream, he saw a lot of ghosts and ghosts. These ghosts and ghosts pulled him and wanted to pull him to the other side of the Yellow Spring.

   But just as he was about to be pulled over, a light pierced through the darkness and shattered these monsters directly.

   He woke up from the dream, gasping for breath, sweating all over his head.

   There is a warm hand on his shoulder, which is a lot more reassuring.

   "Big brother." Yu Xiheng said, "Qingqing said that you were attacked by the power of yin and yang and the five elements, and you were almost pulled into the world of the dead. Drink some medicine to make up for it."

  Yu Qishan was still a little dazed, he touched his head:

   When he was trapped by Takezawa Ryuji's formation, he thought he was doomed.

   In front of Onmyoji, ordinary people are simply vulnerable.

   But at that time, although he was afraid, he was more sad.

  Yu Qishan couldn't believe that Mr. Yu wanted his life.

   He could indeed do everything he could to save his father and mother, but what Old Master Yu did, completely chilled his heart.

   "...Shiyan?" Yu Qishan opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him clearly, "I...I'm not dead?"

  Yu Xiheng smiled lightly: "Qingqing is a ghost doctor, there is no dead person under her, eldest brother can rest assured."

   (end of this chapter)