After the soul piercing, I became a mother without any pain, and I am taking care of myself at the C

"Ling Rui has the cultivation base to protect her body, but she doesn't."

Wenjiu called Mu Dan and Qiao Ran.

The three of them got into the partition curtain.

Hua Xi's life was hanging by a thread while lying on the bed.

Mu Dan couldn't say no more, Wen Jiu was right.

For ordinary people.

She needs a high-level warlock like Wenjiu even more.

"I agree."

After Mu Dan finished speaking, he turned around and quickly returned to Ling Rui.

"Sister Mu Dan, what did you see?" Qingyan's face was full of curiosity, and her green face was full of questions, "Why can't senior sister save Ling Rui immediately?"

"There are people who need your senior sister more."

Mu Dan pushed Qingyan a few steps towards the warm wine, "Go and learn the regeneration technique from your senior sister."

Qingyan was a little tired and said: "Okay."

Outside the curtain.

Wenjiu had been standing here waiting for him.

Perhaps it was too cruel for someone who was a little lazy ten years ago.

But there is no other way.

The god of plague is coming soon.

There is very little time left for people like Qingyan who have not really grown up.

However this kind of thing.

At least she couldn't speak now.

Because everything may have the best arrangement.

It's like pulling back a seedling and encouraging it to grow.

Urging these children too early to grow strong branches will only lead to earlier results.

"Qingyan, remember. Qingyun Temple has many spells, but the only one that can save lives is regeneration."

Warm wine and advise carefully.

"If you encounter this kind of situation again in the future, after this time, you should be able to guard one side. In this way, you will live up to the expectations of Qingyun Temple."

Although Qingyan is the youngest disciple of Qingyun Temple.

But Wen Jiu could see Qing Xuzi's cultivation of him.

Since the Taoist Revolution occurred ten years ago, the credibility of Qingyun Temple has plummeted.

In Wenjiu's previous life, he had to withstand the glares from many parties before he completely escaped from those people's hands and became the master of Xuanmen.

And this life.

Qingyan's appearance obviously corresponds to a big chess game played by Qing Xuzi.

If the plague god issue is not resolved.

One of her or Qingze must be sacrificed to become a hero in the eyes of everyone in Xuanmen.

So and so.

Only Qingyun Temple can survive in the world.

He can also repay the kindness that Sister Bai Heng had towards Qingyun Temple in her previous life.

Therefore, Qingyan spoke up.

He is considered a candidate for the next head of Qingyun Temple.

The unconcealed importance in Wen Jiu's eyes made Qingyan's heart suddenly feel a little heavier.

Put away your fun.

He nodded, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I will never embarrass you and Master and Brother."

Hearing this, Wenjiu smiled and rubbed his head.

"it is good."

"The regeneration technique was created thousands of years ago by Master Qingyuan to save his lover. Since then, it has become the secret technique of our Qingyun Temple, and it is as famous as its name. The caster can catch the destiny, and use the unique technique to avoid the shortcomings of heaven. The visitation of time.

During this period of time, we can hide the truth. Use your own spiritual power and special manufacturing techniques. Sutures are used to recreate the patient's missing parts. "

The talents of the disciples of Qingyun Temple are all blessed with destiny.

Their spiritual power has vitality.

Everything woven also has the spirit of life.

Maybe so.

Because Qingyan is playful, he has never been exposed to such advanced techniques.

Now listen, it makes sense.

Change it a little bit from your mind. His hands kept moving along with Wenjiu's hands, forming many connected magic seals.

When five patterns flashed in succession and glowed green.

Wen Jiu knows about that old man Qing Xuzi.

A sharp eye.

To be able to achieve this in just one time, Wen Jiu had to admit that Qing Yan was talented in certain aspects.

Far more than her and Qingze.

"Go."

Qingyan nodded, and for the first time he felt some heaviness on his thin shoulders.

He had never felt this new feeling before.

But the novelty makes people feel warm from the bottom of their hearts, as if this kind of thing is what he should be able to do.

A natural sense of mission arises spontaneously.

In order to ensure Ling Rui's safety, Mu Dan and Qiao Ran Wuxin stood in front of the hospital bed in a triangular formation.

Once Qingyan makes any mistake.

They quickly sent spiritual power to Ling Rui.

Wu Xin looked at Qing Yan with a childish face, turned his prayer beads, nodded and said Amitabha.

"Xiao Qingyan, you must work hard."

Qingyan patted her chest, "Sister Mu Dan, Sister Qiao Ran, Brother Wuxin, you can rest assured. I'm sure there will be no problem."

for your own talents.

He is still very confident.

If it hadn't been for the obstruction of his master and senior brother, he would have learned the magic scriptures hidden under the futon in the temple long ago.

But this matter cannot be said to gain trust.

That magic technique is a sacred object of Qingyun Temple.

No one can view it privately without the owner's permission.

If it gets serious, you may even be expelled from the division.

He took a deep breath.

Lift up all the spiritual power in the Dantian and transport it to Ling Rui's body.

At the beginning, it is necessary to ensure that the patient's body can accept the spiritual power of the practitioner to ensure that no immune reaction will occur.

the other side.

The warm wine also began to regenerate Hua Xi's skin.

Even if you have already been mentally prepared.

But when the female doctor took off all Hua Xi's clothes, she still felt shocked and angry.

"Chi Yun, this bastard!"

Under Hua Xi's clothes, there were not only superficial burn marks.

Also accompanied by slight knife marks.

There are also various pinch marks.

Not losing her life was the greatest help God could give an innocent woman.

Wenjiu could not imagine that a proud man would wake up and find that he had been defiled, with severe scars on his body.

What kind of mental state will occur.

She closed her eyes hard.

Looking at the female doctor, "Such scars and memories are too heavy for a woman. I know you are the Hua family's personal doctor. Hua Xi is in a coma. Can I give you the option of erasing part of her memory?" ?”

The female doctor takes off her mask.

The face that was seven points similar to Hua Xi's was filled with grief.

"I am Xiaoxi's only sister. I have been a school doctor in Haicheng for so many years." Her pain spread and she couldn't help covering her hot eyes with her hands. "I have never seen such a serious injury, and I can't bear it. The only thing I see in my sister.”

Wenjiu listened quietly.

this kind of thing.

Even strangers find it unbearable.

"I make the choice for Xiaoxi, please erase this memory for her."

Hua Ya wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Ever since I went against my family's wishes and chose to come to Haicheng to be a doctor, all my father's expectations have been placed on Xiao Xi alone. This time, let me, my sister, make the choice for her. , I just want my sister to retain her pride and confidence and survive in this world."

"Staying alive is more important than anything else..."

Wenjiu sighed.

She didn't miss the trace of hatred in Hua Ya's eyes.

"If you want justice, go to the special department and see Minister Yang."