Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms Chapter 169

Chapter 169 King Fuyang said: No, you don't understand

Cheng Ling has never tried to cast the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate in such a situation.

She did not learn this acupuncture from the old man in Kongshan. On the contrary, it was a unique skill she had memorized in her previous life.

Only in the modern society, because there is no energy, the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate cannot exert the legendary power. Cheng Ling only memorized the key points of acupuncture. In fact, this is the first time that he has really performed it.

Will this work?

Cheng Ling didn't know, she didn't have time to think about this kind of problem now, she only knew that she had to make a move, and Xiao Man couldn't continue in this "split" state for too long!

Otherwise…what else?

Cheng Ling had a hunch that the consequences must be very bad.

Xiao Man was still roaring, but fortunately, King Fuyang was really powerful. Although Xiao Man struggled, he was always able to suppress people at the right time.

Cheng Ling instigated the energy of the whole body and focused on acupuncture.

All the tips of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate flowed through her heart like running water. At this moment, she seemed to have entered a special state of being isolated from the world.

All the noisy sounds are gone, and there seems to be only the person in front of you and the needle in her hand between the sky and the earth.

Cheng Ling had a wonderful insight, silver needles appeared in her hands one after another, the tips of the needles were like stars, starting from the ghost palace, to the ghost letter, to the ghost base, to the ghost heart...

I don't know how long it has passed, and it seems that there is only a moment in the trance.

When Cheng Ling's last needle fell, Xiao Man, who had been struggling all the time, was suddenly like a chaotic machine when someone pressed the stop button.

He stopped struggling, and the boiling heat from his body seemed to be sealed with the falling of these silver needles.

Cheng Ling let out a sigh of relief, King Fuyang let go of Xiao Man, and laughed even more at that time...

No, not right!

Cheng Ling was instantly alert and said, "Your Highness!"

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Man, who was lying down, suddenly opened his eyes again, and his eyes were full of ferocity.

Cheng Ling hurriedly took a step forward and threw another needle between the lightning and flint.

Needle to Parkway!

This shot was too dangerous, Cheng Ling had not dared to use it before, but at this moment, she could only gamble again.

scoff!

The silver needle inserted into the acupoint, Xiao Man's opened eyes closed again.

King Fuyang was much more cautious this time. As soon as Xiao Man closed his eyes, he hurriedly put his hand under Xiao Man's nose.

first probe his breathing, his breathing began to become deep, long and steady, instead of blindly burning hot as before.

King Fuyang took Xiao Man's pulse again—Although King Fuyang was not proficient in medical skills, people who practiced martial arts, especially internal masters like him, still knew some pulses.

Xiao Man's pulse was chaotic at first, but when he touched it again, it finally became gentle and stable.

King Fuyang let out a long sigh, but his eyes fell on the Parkway above Xiao Man's head again.

There, a silver needle was inserted brightly. This silver needle was extremely long and different from other ordinary silver needles.

When it is inserted into the vital part of a person's head, it does not need to be touched. Just a glance at it is enough to make one's heart skip a beat.

King Fuyang's eyes were indescribable. He glanced at the silver needle and then turned to look at Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling said calmly: "Don't worry, my lord, this needle will not hurt the prince."

Does really not hurt?

King Fuyang looked at Cheng Ling, and said in a low voice: "You...you know, if the prince is under your treatment, and the consequences are even more unpredictable, then, what price will you have to bear?"

Cheng Lingdao: "Your Highness has already made it clear that if I am not sure and do not do treatment, Your Highness will never blame me. So I will understand!"

Understand what?

Either you are not sure, you will die. But once it is cured, if Xiao Man is cured, the Fuyang King's anger will definitely be overwhelming, and it will be very terrifying.

Cheng Ling was obviously ready to take on everything, but unexpectedly King Fuyang said at this moment, "No, you don't understand."

This sentence is very meaningful.

For some reason, Cheng Ling always felt that there was an extraordinarily unpredictable word in his words that he did not spit out.

Cheng Ling didn't answer any more, she just slowly adjusted her breath and carried the energy in her body.

The room fell silent for a while, King Fuyang did not leave, he stood in front of Qin Su's bed and looked at him quietly.

Cheng Ling was also standing next to her. Although she was adjusting her breath, it was only the instinct of a warrior. In fact, she paid no less attention to Qin Su than King Fuyang.

In this way, time flows slowly.

Although the interior is quiet, a certain heavy atmosphere is increasing with the times.

Half an hour passed, and the silence continued. A quarter of an hour passed, and Xiao Man's breathing became more steady.

There was a vague commotion in the yard outside, but King Fuyang was extremely strict, and after all, the commotion quickly calmed down. Obviously, no matter how the inner room is, the people outside do not dare to disturb it.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and finally, Cheng Ling took a step forward.

King Fuyang also made a sudden move, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Cheng Ling again.

Cheng Ling said: "My lord, I need to get a needle for the prince."

King Fuyang paused and said, "Okay, you can do it."

said, but he didn't leave the bedside, just stared at Cheng Ling's movements like electricity.

Cheng Ling's hands were very fast, and when he moved his fingers, he seemed to leave a string of phantoms behind. This is the ever-changing star-catcher!

This exercise is not only a martial art, but also a magic acupuncture technique, which is perfect for acupuncture.

In an instant, the rabbits rose and falcons fell, and the silver needles were all lifted away by Cheng Ling. There is only one left, the silver needle of Parkway.

Cheng Ling didn't stop, she flicked her finger and the silver needle flew out.

At the same moment, only a light hum was heard.

"Cough..." Xiao Man woke up instantly, and his eyes met Cheng Ling's.

"Brother Cheng!" Xiao Man blurted out.

When Xiao Man saw Cheng Ling, the light in his eyes was beyond doubt.

And the next moment, he was about to get up - bang, only to hear the sound of iron chains colliding.

Xiao Man: …? ? ?

Xiao Man lowered his head, looked at the chains all over his body, looked at King Fuyang who was also standing beside the bed, and looked at Cheng Ling next to him.

If a narration could be added to the picture at this time, Xiao Man's face would probably be filled with question marks.

Xiao Man asked again: "King..."

The words just came out, and King Fuyang seemed to wake up from the incomparable excitement. He suddenly bent over and hugged Xiao Man's bear through the chains, almost crying.

No, he just burst into tears: "My good man, but your father is frightened, what the **** is wrong with you? If you have something wrong, how can this king and this king live? !"

The dignified lord, such a top-notch expert, but at this moment hugged Xiao Man and cried like a tearful man.

Is the image broken?

Cheng Ling didn't think so, she was just delighted, and at the same time felt that King Fuyang's true feelings were revealed, which was quite touching.

She looked at Xiao Man with a happy smile in her eyes, ignoring that her back was also covered in sweat.

(end of this chapter)

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