Broken Night

Chapter 301 ─ Patchwork (Part 1)

Ever since Huang Qiuye arrived on the cloud, his eyes only fell on Zuo Kuanglan, no one knew what he was thinking. Although he does not understand medical skills, he is a tattoo artist from everyone.

Destruction of the pattern is very dangerous for any tattoo artist.

Practicing one is like walking against the sky. If you want to gain inhuman strength, you need to pay an inhuman price.

His eyes were flushed red, like a tiger cub being forced into a corner.

Even though Hu Kong said Zuo Kuanglan's injury, his face didn't seem to change, but in fact, the clenched fists, the nails were deep in the palms, and the blood was quietly flowing.

Until Xu Yan arrived, he was ready to heal Zuo Kuanglan without saying a word, Huang Qiuye's face finally changed, and there was a glimmer of hope in his gaze towards Xu Yan.

And when Hu Kong wanted to push Xu Yan away in a rage, Huang Qiuye's head, which was yellow as leaves, fluctuated with the force of the pattern, and there was no wind. Looking at Hu Kong's eyes, like a beast: "If you move again, I will kill you immediately!"

Hu Kong's pores stood erect in an instant, being stared at by Huang Qiuye like he was being stared at by some terrifying beast. He had a feeling that if he really did something to Xu Yan, Huang Qiuye would kill him without hesitation!

The scene became awkward in an instant.

At this moment, a voice sounded: "Since there is nothing he can do, why not let him try."

Everyone looked at them subconsciously, and they were surprised to find that the person who opened the mouth was Mengshi!

They knew that Mengshi was as arrogant as a phoenix, and when Xu Yan first entered the room at the outer gate of Yunfu, the first person who asked him to get out was also Mengshi. No one thought that Mengshi would speak for Xu Yan.

It's just that their eyes fell on Mengshi. Mengshi's delicate and beautiful face still had a cold expression. After saying a sentence, she closed her eyes like an old monk.

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"Okay, what are you arguing about?"

Finally, Hu Nian couldn't hold it anymore, she opened her eyes and said, "Let Xu Yan try, a dead horse can be a living horse doctor."

Even Hu Nian spoke, and no one present was more qualified to make a decision than Hu Nian. Hu Kong had to snort again: "I see how you will explain to the Zuo family after you have healed the Zuo family!" After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves heavily, walked to a corner and sat down without saying a word.

Huang Qiuye looked away from Hu Kong and looked at Xu Yan: "Brother Xu, I believe in you. Save him!"

It's just that Huang Qiuye's excited demeanor fell into Xu Yan's ears, but only got a faint, "Yeah." Then he stared intently at Zuo Kuanglan's left arm, picking up a needle from the needle in front of him in his hand. Gold Needle.

The tip of the needle trembled slightly, and the golden light spit out, like a little snake with golden light, constantly spitting out sunshine-like snake letters. He took a deep breath, and the next moment a golden light flashed!

puff!

The golden needle landed on Zuo Kuanglan's left shoulder, but it seemed to have stabbed a little deep because of his nervousness, and blood was slightly seeping out.

Hu Kong, who was on the side, sneered inwardly when he saw it, "What a layman, even the golden needles can basically do this. The acupoints are correct, but they actually bleed? Moreover, these parts are completely related to Zuo Kuanglan's injury. Bulls are out of touch!"

Just when Hu Kong was thinking about it in his heart, Xu Yan didn't hesitate.

Three needles are stabbed on the left shoulder, forming a three-nation confrontation.

Three needles are pierced on the left wrist, such as Samsung holding the moon.

It looks like a random needle drop, but if you look closely, it has a different flavor.

Xu Yan's movements only paused for half a second, his right hand pulled out two golden needles from the needle set like lightning, and one left and one right fell on both sides of Zuo Kuanglan's left elbow!

boom!

The [Coiling Dragon Claw] pattern, which had already violently wanted to fight back, became more and more terrifying. The slightly damaged pattern was about to break out of the body, extremely terrifying!

Hu Kong was also shocked by the sight, and he was even more angry in his heart: "Layman! Layman!" In his heart, it was a pity for Zuo Kuanglan. He was a doctor with kindness. For Zuo Kuanglan, such a genius, he was killed by quack doctors like Xu Yan. With regret.

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Looking at the [Coiling Dragon Claw] pattern that wanted to turn the sky, Xu Yan snorted coldly: "You can't do it the other way!" Following his snort, the eight golden needles that pierced Zuo Kuanglan's left arm suddenly appeared. A wisp of red flame.

The flame is so thin that it is difficult to detect unless careful attention is paid to it.

But just when the imperceptible flame lit up, the claws of the dragon that looked like a runaway trembled suddenly, and then quietly contracted and calmed down.

With such changes, the hearts of those present who have a little understanding of medical skills are trembling!

This……

how is this possible! ?

It is recognized that the pattern of the six palaces is damaged and the pattern is backlashed.

At this moment, after Xu Yan placed the needle, he slowly calmed down! ?

Although the discerning eye can see that this calm is not long-lasting, it is shocking enough!

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Xu Yan's expression was still calm, and he did not feel proud of it.

He patted the jade pendant on his waist, and a pill bottle fell into the palm of his hand.

As soon as the bottle was opened, a burst of Danxiang came.

The so-called medical pills are connected, and Hu Kong's complexion changes slightly when he smells it from a distance.

It was actually a third-order grain pill [Returning Spirit Pill]!

[Returning Spirit Pill], the value is extremely high, and it has always been a priceless existence. [Returning Spirit Pills] above the third rank, the price is comparable to the third rank tattoo. Because the purpose of Huiling Pill is to restore the grain strength. In battle, it could be a life!

It's just that because of its third rank, only the master can refine the elixir back. Masters are not also found in Chinese Cabbage Street, so not everyone has Hui Lingdan.

When he parted with Pingzhi that day, Pingzhi stuffed Xu Yan with a bunch of junk, and this time the elixir was one of them.

At this moment, Xu Yan ate it without hesitation.

The main reason was that after the strange flame had dissipated just now, Xu Yan found that most of the energy in his heart was consumed. In addition to the fact that the tattoo force was injected into the needle just now, his tattoo force was running out, and Zuo Kuanglan's treatment was only halfway there.

When the medicinal pill entered, I instantly felt a coolness sink into my abdomen, and then turned into a pure force that poured into my heart. Xu Yan's expression remained unchanged, and the next part of the treatment had already begun. I saw him with a low drink, and three slightly crooked lines appeared out of nowhere.

The pattern line is the bridge between the pattern force of the tattoo artist and the communication between heaven and earth. Some of the tattoo artists showed disdain on their faces. The crooked lines meant that they were not familiar with the manipulation of the lines, but the pure power of the lines caused their complexions to change slightly.

The fiery breath in it made many people look at Mengshi.

Because before that, the only thing with such terrifying temperature was the dream poems who had practiced the [Burning Heaven Technique]. But even Mengshi's face is a bit ugly. Because she felt that the lines in front of her were even faintly more terrifying than the lines she had cultivated from the Burning Heaven Technique!

Xu Yan didn't pay attention to others at all. One of the important factors for him to become the number one blacksmith in his previous life was his concentration. When he concentrates on one thing, he leaves everything behind.

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