Incidents in Volume Thirty-Six] Nine Seventy-Four, Treat the Injury—

Nine seventy-four, heal the injury

The boy walked to the chu-ng. The chu-ng was already as high as his chest. He looked at Han Yiming carefully with his big black eyes. Han Yiming asked: "Where are you from?" The boy said: "Palm.

m-n, I have been following you, but I got separated from you that day. I have been looking for you around here for many days, and I finally found you today." Han Yiming was doubtful. This little boy is already very strange, and he has great magical power.

It was so high that he could not imagine it. He said this, not sure whether it was true or not.

The boy said: "Zhang m-n, you are injured, can I take you to find y-o?" His voice was clear and childish, and a small white hand stretched out. Han Yiming said: "I can't move." The boy said, "Oh.

" He made a sound and still reached out to hold his hand. His hand was that of a child, very soft and tender, and warmer than his own. Han Yiming was about to say that he wouldn't go, but the child's other palm opened and his thumb

He raised his eyebrows at Han Yiming. Han Yiming felt his brows heat up, and the pain in his body suddenly eased. He turned over and sat up, and the boy said: "Let's go." Han Yiming didn't have time to ask him anything else, so he said to him first: "Then he

What should we do?" This person refers to He Sansi. The boy said: "Zhang m-n, let's go back quickly. We only have one hour. He won't wake up."

As he spoke, he took Han Yiming's hand and walked out. Han Yiming felt that he was as light as a swallow, and he followed the boy out of the room. As soon as the boy came out of the room, he pulled him and jumped into the air. His little

The body seemed to be made of paper, floating lightly in the air, but it was going straight up. Han Yiming felt the wind whistling in his ears. When he looked down, the lower part had already been covered by thick clouds, and he could no longer see the ground.

The boy was still flying upward. Since Han Yiming learned magic, he has always used walking skills. He has never flown so high before. He couldn't help but ask him: "Where are you going to fly to?" The boy said:

"Don't worry, palm m-n, it's coming soon."

He said it lightly, but Han Yiming couldn't help but look around. There was a thick sky all around, and only the light came from above. Just as he was thinking, the two of them had come out of the clouds, and there was a dark blue and transparent sky above.

, there was a slight light in front of him. The boy said: "Zhang m-n, the wound on your back was made by Ping Bo with magic. It pierced the heart with hundreds of piercings. He used his most poisonous magic. He has used this magic to hurt many people before."

It’s rare. I can’t solve this spell. If it can’t be saved, Palm m-n will definitely die within ten days. I can’t solve this spell at the moment, but with the help of the power of the sun, I can draw a similar spell to calm it down.

His poisonous move can save Zhang M-n’s life for more than ten days. After ten days, Palm M-n will be able to save himself.”

Han Yiming was shocked. He looked at the boy. The boy's face was pure and innocent, and he looked like a child. But what he said surprised him. He couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?" The boy said:

"Zhang m-n, I am also a disciple of Lingshan, but for various reasons I cannot use my magic power as I wish. Before I was three years old, I could not follow Zhang m-n and could only appear from time to time. There were many disciples of Lingshan before, and I appeared

It doesn't matter whether it is or not, so I mostly hide. There is no one around Zhang m-n now. Although I can't protect Zhang m-n all the time, as long as I can come out and help Zhang m-n, I will come out." Han Yiming

After being stunned for a long time, he said: "How old are you now?"

The boy said: "There are still three months left, and I will be three years old." Han Yiming looked him up and down. Is this boy a gifted spirit? How could Han Yiming be so powerful if he hadn't seen him slaying a dragon on a full moon night with his own eyes?

The boy who didn't believe he had such powerful magic power said: "Zhang m-n, give me the Wus-Shadow Mirror from my Lingshan Mountain." Han Yiming always kept the Wus-Shadow Mirror in front of his chest, and listened to what he wanted.

He took out the precious mirror. The boy said again: "There is also a dragon scale, not the blue dragon one." He actually knew that he had a white dragon scale. Han Yiming was shocked and suspicious, and reached out to take the dragon scale away.

He came out, but he was not inspired. The boy took the Wus-Shadow Treasure Mirror from his hand, and the mirror floated above his little palm. In a moment, a lotus bud floated there.

The mirror came up. He touched the flower bud lightly with his little fingers. The lotus blossomed to its peak, and a petal fell down. The boy did not wait for the falling petal to fall on the mirror, and picked up the petal in his hand.

Return the precious mirror to Han Yiming still excitedly.

He held the lotus petal with his left hand, and drew a character with the index finger of his right hand. The character on the petal lit up. He wrote the character three times in a row, and the petal lit up three times in a row. Han Yiming could see clearly that the characters on the petal lit up.

The characters appeared one after another, and then disappeared one after another. Then the boy reached out and took the white dragon scale, and wrote three characters on it. Han Yiming knew nothing about characters, but he also knew that this boy was really good. The characters on the white dragon scale were all one by one.

After the flash, there was a layer of faint white light on the dragon scales. The boy said: "Zhang m-n, we can do this in the blink of an eye, you take off your shirt first." Han Yiming followed his instructions, took off his shirt, and the boy walked around

I went behind him and didn't know what I was doing. Then I turned to his front and said, "Palm m-n, look up." He stretched out his hand and pointed.

Han Yiming looked upward, and there was a flow of luster above. The boy said: "The sun will shine down later. Close your eyes and turn your back to the sun." Han Yiming said: "Okay." The boy smiled, his little face

There was a small dimple, which was really cute. He put the fingers of his right hand into his mouth and bit it, then drew a few strokes on Han Yiming, and several light gold S- characters appeared on his fingertips. Suddenly he raised his hand and pointed upward, and Han Yiming felt

The golden light was dazzling, and the sun was shining down. Han Yiming immediately closed his eyes and turned his back to the sun.

Suddenly, his back felt like a hot iron bar was pierced into it, and the pain pierced his heart and lungs. Han Yiming couldn't help but cry out. In the blink of an eye, his body felt cold, and the boy's voice said: "Okay." Han Yiming opened his eyes, and the boy was still beside him.

Looking at him from the front, Han Yiming tilted his head slightly. Han Yiming's back was still hot and his heart still hurt. He looked at the boy and didn't know what to say. The boy said: "I have slapped my flat bo in the palm of my hand. The hundred piercings of his vest have penetrated my heart."

Come on, it's been a long time. I'm going to eat this thing." He stretched out his hand with a tiny ball in his hand and handed it to Han Yiming. Han Yiming asked: "What is this?" The boy said: "This is

The eye of the white dragon."

Han Yiming was startled. Isn't this something from Lingwu? The boy smiled at him: "Don't worry about palm m-n. Lingwu has two dragon eyes. It can eat the other one, but it can only eat this one."
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