Flying out, Master Feng Bushi, who was praised by the world as "turning disaster into good luck and surviving in catastrophe", flew out gorgeously. Xiao Yutang and Qin Bo were both stunned.
Xiao Yutang was a little better. After listening to Gu Qingxi's persuasion, he was somewhat mentally prepared for such a result.
Qin Bo was different. When he entered the path of cultivation, it was when Feng Zicheng was rising to fame. He would hear Feng Bushi's name almost every few days.
Although when people mentioned Feng Zicheng, they would always add "Junior Brother Fu Chaoyuan" at the end, but after hearing it more often, he still had no doubt about Feng Zicheng's medical skills.
This time Xiao Ningyuan became so obsessed that his spiritual power was out of control, and he placed all his hopes on Feng Zicheng.
At this time, seeing the top-notch doctor in his mind being knocked away, he was so frightened that he almost lost his wits.
If something happens to Feng Zicheng, what should the great elder do? Who else in the world can save him?
"Master Feng!" Qin Bo shouted and rushed forward.
His strength was not weak. He had reached the Perfection of Divine Transformation and was only one chance away from being reunited. However, Feng Zicheng flew too fast.
Qin Bo had just rushed out a few steps when he heard another crisp "pop" sound. Feng Zicheng hit the wall hard in a standard large-character posture.
The whole room trembled.
It will probably be painful if you shoot it on the wall like this, right? Qin Bo subconsciously touched his nose, his mouth twitched violently, and he stopped helplessly.
After sticking to the wall for three to five breaths, Feng Zicheng slowly slid down along the wall. On the solid wall, there is still a large human figure with two blood lines stretching from the middle of the face to the root of the wall.
"Master Feng, are you okay?" Qin Bo took a few steps forward and asked cautiously.
Worried that Feng Zicheng was injured too seriously, he did not dare to reach out to help him, lest he accidentally aggravate his injuries.
"Ah, it's okay, I'm okay, nothing happened at all." Feng Zicheng was also confused. He felt his head was buzzing and stars were flashing in front of his eyes. He came back to his senses after hearing Qin Bo's words and covered his head. Nose said vaguely.
fine? It's been like this and you still say it's okay? Qin Bo looked at the nosebleeds oozing out from between his fingers and was deeply suspicious of Feng Zicheng's words.
"I was careless. I didn't expect Elder Xiao's injury to be so serious. I shouldn't have reservations about my acupuncture technique.
But don’t worry, I will definitely try my best this time and there won’t be any more accidents! "Feng Zicheng has lived for such a long time, and at least he still has good eyesight. He can see the doubt in Qin Bo's eyes at a glance, and pretends to be nonchalant.
He had been anonymous for so many years, why did he suddenly appear now? Isn't it just because he has learned the Nine-Turn Soul Seizing Technique and wants to become famous with his own abilities? He wants to prove to everyone that even if he doesn't have the senior brother Fu Chaoyuan, he is still the top demonic healer in the world of cultivation.
Who knew that this was the first time he made a move, but he suffered misfortune and his nose was almost collapsed. Where would this put his face?
No, Xiao Ningyuan must be cured as soon as possible and face restored as soon as possible. As he spoke, he took out the silver needle again and walked quickly towards Xiao Ningyuan.
"Master Feng, the elder can still hold on for the time being. Do you want to treat your own injury first?" Qin Bo said worriedly, took out a bottle of healing elixir and handed it over. After thinking about it, he took out a handkerchief. Pass it over.
Although Feng Zicheng pretended to be nonchalant, the nosebleeds dripping between his fingers could not deceive anyone. The more Qin Bo watched, the more frightened he became. He was afraid that his injuries would be too serious and would affect his strength, so he stabbed the elder to death with a needle.
Feng Zicheng looked at the healing elixir he handed over, especially the handkerchief. He was stunned at first, and then he felt a surge of resentment rushing straight to his forehead: What does this mean? I think my old face was not hit hard enough. , you still want to pounce on me and give me a few more slaps, right?
"What's wrong with me, Ang? Which of your eyes can see that I'm injured, Ang? The weather has been dry recently, and I'm getting angry. Do you understand that I'm getting angry, Ang?" Feng Zicheng scratched his neck and shouted angrily.
Getting angry? How angry is this for nosebleeds to flow like this?
"Pfft!" Gu Qingxi finally couldn't help laughing.
It was okay if she didn't smile, but when she smiled, Feng Zicheng felt even more ashamed and angry, and there was no room for his old face.
Instead of taking the healing elixir and handkerchief handed over by Qin Bo, he stretched out his hand to wipe his nose, and stabbed Xiao Ningyuan's brow with a sharp needle.
"Bang!" Immediately, everyone heard another muffled sound, and saw a figure flying out like an arrow, and finally hitting the wall like mud.
This time, Master Feng hit the wall even harder. He stuck to the wall for dozens of breaths before he suddenly fell backwards, sprawled on the ground, and two nosebleeds spurted out to the sky.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?" He lay on the ground, covering his nose that was spurting blood, and muttered to himself, his eyes full of confusion.
If he had some reservations the first time he took action, then this time, he really used all his skills to keep the bottom of the box, but the result was the same miserable... no, even worse than last time. miserable.
Could it be that the nine-turn soul-stealing technique that he has worked so hard to understand over the years is all fake? Or maybe he didn't learn this magic doctor's skill at all?
Feng Zicheng's mind was in chaos, and he began to doubt his life and himself.
"The weather is too dry, it's normal to get angry and have some nosebleeds." I don't know if Qin Bo didn't understand what Feng Zicheng meant, but he walked up to him and comforted him kindly.
Probably he also knew that what he did just now hurt the other party's face, so he didn't hand over the handkerchief this time. But if you say this, why does it feel more hurtful and make people feel more panicked?
Am I talking about the nosebleed? I am obviously talking about the Nine-turn Soul Seizing Needle. Will you listen to what others say? Hearing his kind "comfort", Feng Zicheng's nosebleeds spurted out faster and harder, and he couldn't even hold it back.
Gu Qingxi couldn't help but want to laugh again.
She could finally see that this Qin Bo didn't like to scaremonger or make trouble for others, he was just sincere, too sincere.
Sometimes I want to comfort others with white lies, but if I accidentally tell the truth, it will make people even more worried and confused.
For example, at this time, Master Feng suffered two misfortunes in succession. He also vaguely realized that things were not that simple, and wanted to sit down and think about it again.
But after hearing Qin Bo's words of comfort, he could no longer sit still.
"I was careless. I still underestimated Elder Xiao's injury. I will go all out this time and there will never be any accidents again." Feng Zicheng jumped up and murmured while covering his nose with one hand. , holding the silver needle tightly in one hand and rushing towards Xiao Ningyuan.
But he completely forgot that he had said this once just now.
