Chapter 118: Ten years of tears

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A few minutes later, Xiang Yang was holding his blood, and Ye Yiyi, who had been in a coma, returned home. He ignored the bed that had already been stained with light dust and placed the leaf coat directly on the bed. Looking at the woman with a pale face and a weak breath, Xiang Yang’s face showed a dignified color.
"A dozen or so stab wounds, including two or three fatal injuries, so many blood loss, even able to persist, really do not know what supports her to persist." Xiang Yang looked at a wounded Ye Hao Clothing, the face is amazed.
Ye Yiyi’s knife wound is too serious. There are at least a dozen wounds, each of which is covered with flesh and blood, and some even can see the bones. Moreover, the most serious one of them seems to give her back. Just like opening it, even the bones behind it can be seen.
Such a serious injury, even if a well-trained warrior encounters, I am afraid that I will not be able to stand fainting, but she is persistently persisting, and at the last moment, it is really unbearable to faint.
Xiang Yang is really admired for Ye Haoyi. In ancient times, Mu Guiying was in charge, and the woman was not allowed to wear eyebrows. Nowadays, this woman who is not known but has a sense of familiarity is more tenacious than the man. It is really a real woman. .
After the amazement, Xiang Yang’s face showed bitterness. The injury of Ye Yiyi was too serious. Even if it was Xiang Yang, he felt very bad. However, the only way to cure it was to use the truth he had just cultivated. Gas-assisted gold needle treatment.
"The infuriating spirit that has just been cultivated has to be dedicated."
Xiang Yang bitterly looked at his face. After thinking about it, there was no other way to save this woman's life. He could only sacrifice his instinct again.
"Before the young man killed a myriad of people, now every cultivation of the infuriating will be used to save people. Is this the legendary newspaper?"
Xiang Yang smiled and felt that this retribution came too fast, but the people who killed him before were all the ones who should kill. Is this also subject to retribution?
Xiang Yang took out a set of golden needles and unfolded it. A golden needle with the same length shimmered with dazzling golden light. He picked up one of them with one hand. When he looked at Ye Yiyi, his face showed helplessness. .
Ye Yiyi lost too much blood. From her paleness, she did not bring the slightest blood color, but she could see it when she was full of blood. If she was sent to the hospital, she would only have a blood transfusion treatment. However, Xiang Yang could obviously feel it. When the heartbeat of the other party slows down, even if the blood transfusion goes in, if the hematopoietic stem cells can not be stimulated to continue the hematopoiesis, it is only a cure for the symptoms. The only treatment is that he stimulates the acupuncture points of life and stimulates the vitality of the other body. Make her body rejuvenate and start self-recovery.
Xiang Yang feels that he is too miserable. Since he began to rebuild, every time he cultivated a little instinct, he has not used it for a long time, he has to use it all, and he used it all at once, and he did not leave it for himself. Next, do you have to work full time to practice foreign work in the future?
Xiang Yang began to miss the days of inexhaustible innate instinct. At that time, the innate instinct of a congenital perfection was like a cheat. No matter what you do, you can do it with innate instinct. Things that you can't do.
"The next time I have to retreat for a month, I will revisit it to the realm of the day after tomorrow."
Xiang Yang secretly made up his mind that if his current instinct reached the standard of the realm of the day after tomorrow, it would not be finished.
On the way back to Xiang Yang with Ye Yiyi, she has already given her a lot of infuriating power to protect her heart. However, those who can’t stand it for a long time, Xiang Yang must immediately give Ye Hao Clothing treatment, let her body rejuvenate and recover, is the best treatment.
"I hope you don't blame me for taking off your clothes after waiting for you."
Xiang Yang held a gold needle in his right hand, and the other hand was placed on the blood coat of Ye Yuyi. I saw that his hand had a faint nine-color radiance, and the clothes on Ye’s clothes were all at this moment. Shattered.
A slender body appeared in front of Xiang Yang, a huge chest, slender waist without a slight flesh, a surplus of one grip, one point is fat, one point is thin, two long legs are slender and straight, this is The flawless jade body has turned into a blood red at the moment, and there are numerous large and small knife wounds criss-crossing.
"What a pity."
Xiang Yang sighs, this figure is really the most perfect figure he has ever seen, but unfortunately, the destruction is too serious.
At the moment, there are countless blood on the leaf 婧 clothing, flesh and blood rolled out, and some can even see the bones. Fortunately, Xiang Yang has already pointed her acupuncture points and stopped the bleeding of blood. Otherwise, I am afraid Now she has really lost blood and died.
Xiang Yang didn't look much at the face of Ye Yuyi, because Ye Haoyi's face was also stained with blood, only to see a rough look, unable to see her specific face.
Xiang Yang took a deep breath, and the golden needle on the right hand exudes a faint nine-color radiance. Then, after a shock, the golden needle turns into a nine-color color on the body of Ye Yiyi, and the gold needle leaves the hand, but the nine colors Infuriating is still flowing on the gold needle, making the gold needle trembling gently.
"laugh…"
After the first golden needle was plunged into the body of the leaf robes, Xiang Yang’s face showed a serious color, and his hands turned into a phantom on the box with the gold needle, and then gently glimpsed, countless golden needles with nine colors. The light did not fall into the body of Ye Yiyi.
In the blink of an eye, the leaf scorpion body is densely covered with 108 gold needles, and each golden needle has a nine-color true air flow.
It took less than half a minute from the Xiangyang needle to the body of Ye Yiyi, but Xiang Yang was pale and his forehead was covered with dense sweat.
Can't take care of the sweat on his forehead, Xiang Yang's look with dignity, his right hand slowly stretched out, placed three inches above the leaf coat, and then saw his hand suddenly burst into a strong nine Colorful light.
"Hey..."
In the blink of an eye, Ye Yiyi covered the whole person in the blink of an eye, as if she had covered a very thin light curtain on her body.
Xiang Yang bit his teeth, trembled, and tried his best to force the infuriating body out of his body. He continued his life with Ye Ziyi, and his heart was a bitter smile. This is really a big loss, not only will it just be The instinct of cultivation has been exhausted, and the faint instinct that exists in the flesh is also squeezed out.
"Ok…"
The one hundred and eight gold needles that were tied on Ye Yiyi’s body shook with the infusion of the nine colors. After a while, they suddenly trembled and all flew up.
"Receive."
Xiang Yang sighed low, and only the last faint nine-color instinct was turned into a light curtain to recover all the gold needles.
"It's time to open your eyes?"
Wiping a sweat on his forehead, Xiang Yang looked at the leaves on the bed with a look of hope. He obviously felt that the woman's breath on the bed had become stronger.
Although the wound on Ye Yiyi is still the same as before the treatment, her wounds no longer pose a fatal danger to her. No blood has flowed out, and her heartbeat has accelerated. At this moment, in her The hematopoietic stem cells in the body are rapidly hematopoietic, and as the heart beats, a new blood is pouring into the blood vessels.
As if it were a dry field, with the infusion of fresh blood, the heartbeat of Ye Yiyi continued to strengthen, and the breath became stronger and stabilized.
"Ok…"
As if responding to Xiang Yang’s words, Ye Haoyi on the bed finally opened her eyes at this time. Her eyes were confused, her mind recalled everything she had happened to, and she remembered the figure she encountered at the last moment. Get up, "Is he saving me? Where is he?"
"Don't blame me for not warning you. Although these wounds don't bleed on your body, I don't have needlework, and I didn't sew it for you. If you rush again, I will not help you if I bleed again."
A faint voice came over, and Ye Yiyi looked at the source of the sound and suddenly his eyes were red and trembling.
"It's you, really you..."
The lips trembled. After a few words, Ye Haoyi’s face had two lines of tears that slipped down.
Waiting for ten years, ten years of hard work, ten years of lovesickness, all broke out at this moment.
I thought I couldn't see each other again, but I found that at the moment of life and death, my sweetheart who had been thinking for ten years appeared to save myself. This kind of surprise made Ye Haoyi fly from the ground to the sky in an instant.
She felt that all the wounds in her body did not hurt. In her eyes, there was only Xiang Yang, a person who matured a lot more than a decade ago, but did not change his face much.
"Oh... you finally came to me, I know, I know you will not leave me."
"Hey, hello...you admit the wrong person? We are here for the first time."
Xiang Yang felt inexplicable, with a sigh of relief, although he had a familiarity with this beautiful woman, but the other side was wrapped in dry blood, and I really couldn't recognize it.
"Nine-night knife method, one knife a night, nine nights nine-knife, nine-knife knife..."
Ye Yiyi trembled and read a knife decision. Xiang Yang’s brain seemed to have a flash of lightning, and he remembered it in an instant.
That year, he practiced well, young and frivolous, and he was forced to go down the mountain to practice.
That year, he walked the world and killed people who could not be cool.
That same year, he saved a beautiful woman, and then lost the pure boyhood...
At that time, he enjoyed the gentleness and at the same time passed the other party's request to the other side of a knife and a basic refining mouth.
And that knives are the ‘Nine-night knives’. When Xiangyang’s cultivation is successful, it’s not a very powerful knife to make a boring one. In this world, only Xiangyang knows.
"Jing Yi sister, is that you?"
Xiang Yang’s voice has not yet fallen, others have been sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Ye Yiyi at close range, with an excited color on his face.
"It's me...that's me..." Ye Yiyi struggled to sit up, but she was too hurt and couldn't get up.
"do not move."
Xiang Yang quickly kept holding Ye Yiyi. "Your injury is too heavy, you must not tamper with it. Otherwise, I can't save you."
"Yeah, I don't move, I don't move."
Ye Yiyi covered her head with tears, lying on her back, and her eyes full of thoughts looked at Xiangyang.
"I know, I know we will see you again."
"Ten years, I miss you every day and night."
"If I can see you because I am injured, then I will be willing to hurt me ten times."
"..."
The voice of Ye Yiyi trembled, crying and laughing, and the emotions reached the extreme.
"Jing Yijie, don't be excited, I will stay with you all the time. You are still weak, so take a rest for a while."
"laugh……"
Seeing that Ye Yiyi was getting more and more excited, Xiang Yang had to click on the acupuncture point of Ye Yiyi to let her sleep.
"I said on the day I left, the two sides did not deliberately go to the other side. If they can meet again, I will never be with you."
Xiang Yang sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked the face of Ye Yiyi, recognized the identity of Ye Yiyi, and then looked at the injury to Ye Yiyi again. Xiang Yang was full of killing and anger. Trembling: "Bastard, I dare to hurt you so seriously, I must let them pay back 100 times."
"My poor Jingjie sister has suffered so much pain, I am sorry for you..."
"No, you must cure your injury right away."
After a while, Xiang Yang calmed down and turned directly back to his room. He pulled a broken package from under the bed and carefully took out a green jade bottle from inside.
This is a real bottle made entirely of the finest jade. It is worth the price with this bottle, but it is obvious that it is not the bottle that cares about Xiang Yang, but the things in the bottle.
Xiang Yang held the jade bottle in both hands, carefully returned to the bed, and then opened the jade bottle, suddenly there was a seductive fragrance, Xiang Yang sucked two, suddenly his face ruddy, and instantly a hundred times.
In the jade bottle is filled with a half bottle of white powder, Xiang Yang carefully holding the jade bottle, very careful to sprinkle a little powder on each wound of the leaf coat.
When the powder spilled on the wound of the leaf coat, a magical scene appeared. I saw that the wound of the leaf coat was squirming and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Xiang Yang had not spilled the powder on the next wound. A wound has completely recovered, and the skin is white and invisible, and there are no signs of injury.
Xiang Yang cautiously sprinkled powder on every wound in Ye Yiyi, and even the smallest wounds were not missed.
In a short time, Xiang Yang sprinkled the powder on the last wound of Ye Yiyi. Suddenly, the flesh was rolled, the flesh and blood were breeding, and the wound quickly returned to its original state.
"It’s not the old man’s healing medicine, but it’s too much.
Xiang Yang sighed and quickly saw that there was only less powder in the bottle. He suddenly covered his lid and then put the bottle. Carefully put it back in place.
Life and death, meat and bones, this is the real healing medicine, although it is only such a small bottle, but in the cultivation world can be said to be truly invaluable, if anyone knows that Xiangyang will use half of the bottle to help restore The words on the wound will definitely go crazy.