If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mu Shang would never have believed that there was a woman with such a high talent.
Mu Shang narrowed his eyes and stared at her, "How do you know Luo Ming?"
How did Luo Ming, a little brat, know such a person?
"None of your business!" Yun Jin rolled her eyes at him.
Mu Shang was very unhappy, but he couldn't say anything.
He has been looking for Luo Ming, wanting to kidnap him back and threaten him to hand over the secret of weapon refining.
He has been unable to find Luo Ming, but now he has found it, but with such a little girl at the peak of the Spirit Emperor helping him, it is really difficult for him to start.
Thinking of this, "Just wait for me!" With these harsh words, Mushang quickly left with the remaining men in black.
Su Chucheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person leaving, "Thank you so much, little junior sister."
Yun Jinyi shook his head silently, "Elder brother, why are you so polite to me?"
"A Ming, are you okay?" Su Chucheng helped Luo Ming up from the ground.
Luo Ming shook his head slightly and said in a weak tone, "I'm fine, why are you here?"
"This is my junior sister, let her see your hands." Su Chucheng introduced.
"No need." Luo Ming's voice became cold and he directly rejected Su Chucheng.
"A Ming!" Su Chucheng was very helpless. He had been like this recently and was unwilling to receive any treatment.
Yun Jinyi didn't wait for him to nod in agreement, but directly took Luo Ming's hand and inspected it.
She only felt that Luo Ming's right hand was as cold as if he had lost all feeling, without any warmth.
"Are you an alchemist?" Luo Ming looked at her with a hint of surprise in his clear eyes.
Yun Jinyi did not deny it, "Yes."
"My little junior sister is an eighth-level alchemist!" An Zeyan said proudly from the side. People who don't know may think he is an eighth-level alchemist.
A trace of shock appeared in Luo Ming's eyes. For such a young eighth-level alchemist, was he dreaming?
"A-Ming, just ask Junior Sister to take a look at it for you. You can't hold your hand any longer!" Su Chucheng sighed.
Luo Ming hesitated for a moment and finally compromised.
Outside the house, Su Chucheng and An Zeyan were waiting by the door, looking at Yun Jinyi who was studying toxins inside. Both of them had very complicated expressions.
"Senior Brother, do you think Junior Sister can really cure Luo Ming's hand?" An Zeyan asked.
Su Chucheng shook his head, "I'm not sure about this either... Luo Ming's poison is too difficult. He had refused to be treated before, because he was worried that he would be disappointed after having hope."
Luo Ming must have been in so much pain at that time.
An Zeyan pursed his lips, "But at least it won't be worse than now."
Luo Ming is almost like a walking zombie now.
"Alas." Su Chucheng sighed heavily. How could Luo Ming's fate become like this?
inside the house.
Yun Jinyi frowned and said, "That's strange. It stands to reason that the toxin spreads widely, but why does it only spread to the right hand?"
She carefully observed the injuries on Luo Ming's right hand and found that there were many scars, but only the wound on his right wrist was particularly conspicuous.
It looked like it had been scratched by a sharp blade, but it felt like there was a trace of black energy oozing out, which you couldn't tell unless you looked closely.
However, given the original situation, besides Mul Shang, who else had the motive to stab him?
Luo Ming said nothing, lowering his eyes and not knowing what he was thinking.
"Mother, is it the devilish energy again?" Bi Haicang Lingli asked in a waxing tone.
Hearing this, Yun Jin had a flash of inspiration.
yes! Why didn't she think of that!
The injury on Luo Ming's right arm was so similar to Qin Yu's!
It's just that the demonic energy that injured Qin Yu was much stronger than his, so the situation was particularly serious.
Where did Mushang get his demonic energy?
Yun Jinyi suddenly felt that there was something strange in this.
"Brother Luo, can you tell me how you got injured?" Yun Jinyi couldn't help but ask.
A trace of confusion flashed in Luo Ming's eyes, "I only remember that Mu Shang was holding a dagger and scratched my hand, and that's what happened to me later."
dagger……
Yun Jin immediately guessed the whole story. The dagger was probably stained with demonic energy, so it cut Luo Ming's hand and was stained with a trace of black energy.
"Luo Ming, I have a way to treat your hand, but the process will be very painful. Can you bear it?" Yun Jin looked at him firmly.
Luo Ming was stunned and looked at her in disbelief, "What did you say? Can my hand... still recover?"
"Yes! Not only can I recover as before, I will be better than before!" Yun Jinyi nodded firmly, and then added, "Of course, this method requires a lot of pain!"
"As long as I can recover, I'm not afraid of any pain." Luo Ming agreed without hesitation.
His face was still unparalleledly handsome, but his entire face was frighteningly pale, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, making him look extremely miserable.
"Okay! Luo Ming, put this drop of water in your mouth." Yun Jinyi took out a drop of divine spring water from the Bihai Cangling and handed it to Luo Ming.
Luo Ming obediently took the divine spring water into his mouth and felt a shock all over his body. The abundant spiritual energy was wandering in his body. This feeling was really good.
Yun Jinyi summoned a small ball of nine-fold divine fire and slowly covered the wound on Luo Ming's right wrist.
Luo Ming felt as if his right hand was about to explode, and the burning pain made beads of sweat break out on his forehead.
And his hands gradually became warm.
Yun Jin curled her lips and continued to activate the nine-fold divine fire, constantly burning the injured part of Luo Ming's wrist.
Just listen to a crackling sound.
The bright red blood flowed down and soaked Luo Ming's white robe.
"Luo Ming, be patient." Yun Jin reminded.
Luo Ming clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and tried to control the trembling of his body.
No matter how painful or uncomfortable...
This time, he has to get through it!
Time flies, and a stick of incense passes in the blink of an eye.
Yun Jin raised his hand to remove the Nine Divine Fires, revealing Luo Ming's healed wrist. The scars disappeared and no trace of injury could be seen at all.
"My hand is healed!" Luo Ming said in surprise. He moved his fingers and found that there was really nothing abnormal.
Yun Jin smiled, "Congratulations."
Luo Ming looked at Yun Jin, feeling grateful in his heart. If he hadn't met this woman, he would probably never touch his favorite weapon again in this life.
"Thank you girl for saving your life. I wonder what you call her?" Luo Ming bowed his hands.
"Just call me one by one." Yun Jinyi said, looking at Luo Ming's right hand, "You can try to gather spiritual energy now and see what the effect is."
Luo Ming nodded, adjusted his state, slowly gathered the spiritual energy in the surrounding space, and condensed it in his palms.
I saw the aura ball in his palm getting bigger and bigger, changing its shape at will.
Yun Jin couldn't help but give up. This control power is too strong. He is indeed a good candidate for weapon refining.
