The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 6458: It’s you! (three more)

The green-faced dry scorpion was freed, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, stood up, and said, "No problem."

When he flipped his palm over, there was an extra stone tablet in his palm, which he threw to Leng Muqing.

Leng Muqing picked up the hand to catch it, but saw an ancient pattern printed on the stone tablet.

The picture shows two men sitting in front of a waterfall and discussing the Tao.

These two men, one is burly and mighty, the other is delicate and elegant, with the style of a gentleman.

It is the ancestor of Wuzu and Hongjun.

The green-faced dry man said: "Put your palm on the Taoist tablet, concentrate on your thoughts, and then you can see the scene of the old Hongjun ancestor and Wuzu discussing Taoism."

Leng Muqing nodded and couldn't wait. She held the stone tablet with her right hand and pressed it with her left hand, and the power of her soul was poured into it.

Boom!

Suddenly, in her mind, a picture of the old Hongjun Martial Ancestor arguing about Tao appeared in her mind, with mountains and flowing water, two supreme and powerful men sitting and discussing Tao, this picture was very peaceful and serene.

Leng Muqing wanted to take a closer look at Lun Dao's situation, but suddenly her head hurt, "Ouch", and the Dao tablet in her hand fell to the ground.

But it was this monument. It was too old, and the law was too powerful. Her soul was defenseless, and she peeped directly at the ancient secret. passed out.

"Hey, little girl, it seems that your cultivation is not good enough, so please return the Taoist tablet to me!"

The green-faced dry scorpion smiled, and suddenly rushed out, hitting Leng Muqing's chest with one paw, and grabbing the Taoist monument with the other paw.

Leng Muqing wanted to resist this sudden change, but her soul was devoured, but she couldn't raise the slightest strength.

"Not good!"

Ye Chen's face changed, seeing Leng Muqing in danger, he didn't have time to think about it, he immediately jumped up and smashed out with a palm in the air, displaying the divine power of Jiuyou Emperor Jing, a dark palm wind Gang Qi, swept away on the ground, and the power was extremely vast.

"Who is it!"

The green-faced dry scorpion was shocked. Under the cover of Ye Chen's palm, he only felt that his breath was suffocated, and the trajectory of the moves in his hand also shifted. He originally wanted to pierce Leng Muqing's chest with a paw, but in the end it only hit her shoulder .

"The source of the earth, the sword of the imperial city!"

Ye Chen didn't want to expose the martial arts of reincarnation, so he flashed and slaughtered, offering the Wutu source talisman in his hand, the Wutu essence gathered in bursts, and transformed into nine huge Wutu swords, which flew down into the sky, towards the blue Face drought suppression and go away.

The green-faced drought was terrified, and quickly pulled back, but was still hit by a giant sword of Wutu.

Seeing that Ye Chen was wearing a mask, he seemed to be hiding his cultivation, and his eyes were full of horror.

The tablet is still in Leng Muqing's hands.

"Jiuyou Emperor Sword, sick!"

Ye Chen's eyes froze, running the Nine Serenity Emperor Sutra, combined with the Wutu Yuan Talisman, the nine Wutu giant swords burst into a deep magic light, as if emerging from hell, smashing the blue-faced dry scorpion .

The green-faced dry scorpion was startled, but did not dare to stay any longer.

That's the Dao tablet left by the ancestors Hongjun and Wuzu to discuss Dao. It records the most profound meaning of kendo. He was lost because of this. Naturally, he was extremely distressed.

Ye Chen repelled the green-faced scorpion without chasing, and quickly supported Leng Muqing, saying, "Hey, are you alright?"

However, I saw Leng Muqing's left shoulder was injured by a paw of the green-faced drought scorpion.

That is the innate supernatural power of the green-faced dry scorpion, which can mobilize the fire breath between the heavens and the earth, invade the human body, and burn people to death.

Leng Muqing was under the attack of this fiery breath, her skin was red, and her body was dripping with sweat. The sweat soaked her clothes. Her plump figure was outlined and hidden in the dark night. down, looks very attractive.

Marven Ye didn't think too much, just worried that something would happen to her.

"Ye Jitian, it's you..."

Leng Muqing opened her eyes slightly, saw a face wearing a mask, recognized it, and murmured.

"I healed your wounds and offended you."

Seeing that her wound was inflamed and bleeding, Ye Chen was afraid that it would be difficult to handle it if it was delayed, so he even supported her and sat down on the open space beside him.

Afterwards, Ye Chen gently untied the clothes on her shoulders and performed the Eight Trigrams Heavenly Pill to treat her.

Soon, under Ye Chen's Taoist treatment, Leng Muqing's wound recovered quickly.

But her face, with a look of pain and suffering, does not seem to have relieved her injuries.

Ye Chen probed for her pulse, frowned immediately, but found that the poisonous gas of the flames of the drought had invaded her heart and lungs. Although there was only a wisp of it, if it was not cured, it would become a serious problem.

"Your heart and lungs are invaded by anger, you can massage it yourself and drive it out."

Ye Chen said to Leng Muqing.

Leng Muqing's cheeks flushed, and she said, "I'm... exhausted, I can't move, please help me."

Ye Chen was taken aback, but seeing Leng Muqing's uncomfortable appearance, she couldn't bear her to suffer any longer, and said, "Then, I'm offended."

After saying that, Ye Chen gently supported Leng Muqing, raised his right hand, and massaged and massaged the many acupoints on her chest.

This process touched her soft and plump areas, and her cheeks flushed.

Ye Chen is calm, he has more contact with women, and he is not inferior to Leng Muqing, so he looks indifferent throughout the whole process.

It was inconvenient to massage through clothes, so Ye Chen took off Leng Muqing's top.

Under the dim moonlight, Leng Muqing's body was as smooth and delicate to the touch as suet white jade.