"Night girl, old grandson, he... should it be okay?"

When the night feathers came out, Lao Lai had already stood in the courtyard. I don’t know if he had never left or left.

A Xiu's face was a little anxious. Sun Anpeng had been taking Chiehdan for four or five hours. He didn't wake up and said that there was a huge spiritual fluctuation in the house.

If you don’t take it out in time, the spirit is enough to turn these thatched cottages over.

The night feathers in the eyes are a bit dignified. The last time Bai Jinyi took Chie Dan, he gathered the spiritual powers of dozens of miles to inhale himself. How did Sun Anpeng go out to work?

"Fu seniors, Ah Xiu, you should not be anxious, Chie Dan can unblock the kind of spiritual skills, from the effect of the treatment of the grandson's legs, but the grandson's legs have accumulated decisive blood, unblocking effect, There may be some changes." The night feathers are convinced, and the heart is also somewhat inaccurate.

The cool moon shines on a few people, pulling the figure of the three people very long.

For a long time, there was a sigh in the thatched cottage.

That sigh is not helpless, not sorrow, but relief.

"Grandpa Grandpa!" Ah Xiu screamed and slammed into the house.

Lao Lai wants to stop Ah Xiu, and the martial arts of the mouth is already in the house.

"Little girl, let's go in and see." Lao Lai looked at the night feathers.

The two entered the house.

The old Lai plate sits on the bed, and the clothes below the knee are directly torn off. At the bedside, some **** things are scattered, and the pungent blood is scattered on it.

Lao Lai used his mental strength to explore the breath of Sun Anpeng, and there was a strange look in his eyes: "Old Sun Tau, how is your cultivation, how can this be??"

Listening to the tone of Lao Lai’s horror, Yu Yu’s consciousness realized that something was wrong, and there was a dignity in his eyes: “Sun’s predecessor, your...”

Sun Anpeng waved his hand to a few people, and revealed a smile at Lao Lai: "I thought I couldn't stand up in my life. Now these legs can restore consciousness, I am satisfied."

The night feathers looked at Lao Lai, tentatively asked: "Fu seniors, the repair of the grandsons... is it reduced?"

Lao Lai nodded: "Twenty years ago, the repair of Sun Laotou was in the middle of Xuan Ling. At that time, I just had the early days of Xuan Ling, I didn't expect..."

Sun Anpeng is very refreshing: "What is a pity, this is no cultivation. Now I have a sense of this leg. After a few days, the girl goes to the Demon Valley, and I can make a contribution."

Sun Anpeng said that the night feathers gave birth to a little gratitude, and suddenly realized one thing: "For the grandson, you should stand up and try to see if there is any discomfort."

From the beginning of several people, Sun Anpeng has always maintained a meditation, and consciousness does not mean that the legs are good!

"Right right, Sun old man, stand up and walk two steps." Lao Lai urged.

Night feathers... I suddenly feel that this is very familiar.

"Good!" Sun Anpeng took courage, and both hands supported the bed, and some of his legs stepped on the ground unnaturally.

Standing swaying, Sun Anpeng took a tentative step, a sly, almost fell.

The night feathers gaze, and sure enough! Just by Chia Dan, Sun Anpeng could not fully recover.

Lao Lai and A Xiu points to support Sun Anpeng. His eyes are a little anxious: "Little girl, what is going on?"

"You don't worry about your predecessors." Night feathers flashed a bit of dignity in the eyes, and looked over at Sun Anpeng's legs.

Sun Anpeng’s legs have been smashed for twenty years, and a lot of blood is taken off. Now the skin of the legs is as tender as a newborn baby.

The night feathers stick out the jade fingers and gently pinch the muscles of Sun Anpeng's legs. It is very soft and has no hard feeling.

"Predecessors, can you feel the strength of my fingers?"