"Young Master Zhuo, I want to give you a few needles, so you must not use your skills to resist."

After a lot of time, I looked at it and asked questions, and asked many questions. Bian He's brows were always frowning, which made Zhuo Mufeng quite uneasy. If he had a "non-slight constitution", the other party shouldn't have reacted like this.

Hearing that he still had to use a needle, Zhuo Mufeng was a little worried: "Doctor Bian, is my health okay?" He stared at Bian He with his eyes tightly, trying to see something from the other party's face.

Huawei Peak on the side was also a little surprised, suspected that there was an error in the previous guess and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

He knew how much his master paid attention to Zhuo Mufeng. If something really happened, how disappointed the master would be.

Bian He said seriously: "Mr. Zhuo, from the moment, no symptoms have been found yet. However, some diseases are hidden very deeply and cannot be found without means. Don't worry too much. Life and death are destined to fall on your head, and you can't hide it even if you do."

Damn, is this comforting people?

Of course, Zhuo Mufeng knew that he was not sick, but if he was fucked by the other party, he would be scared to get sick even if he was not sick.

Huawei Peak hurriedly said, "Please ask the miracle doctor to do it." He also signaled Zhuo Mufeng with his eyes, indicating that he wanted to listen to the miracle doctor's words.

In order to cooperate with the Sanjiang League and successfully enter as soon as possible, Zhuo Mufeng had to let Bian Heshi helplessly. In fact, he was worried that his "non-slight physique" would be exposed.

I saw the old man open the medicine box, twist the fine needle, put it in the candlelight for a while, and then quickly pierce into Zhuo Mufeng's key acupoints. He kept several times, and his technique was extremely accurate and sophisticated without any trembling.

After thirty-two needles were pricked, Baihe's eyes looked like a sword and looked straight at Zhuo Mufeng: "Do you feel abnormal?"

This look made Zhuo Mufeng realize that the answer was critical.

But the problem is that he didn't know how Wugui's physique would react in this situation. But this answer is very likely to be related to whether he can successfully enter the Sanjiang League and his status after entering.

How should I answer this?

Zhuo Mufeng forced himself to calm down, his eyes did not flash, and he said vaguely: "I can't explain it very clearly."

Bian He's eyes widened, looking shocked: "Is your body slightly numb, but it feels very subtle, as if it is not there?"

What does this expression mean?

Zhuo Mufeng had a bitter face and had to take action as a living horse: "It seems, right?"

The sperm in Bian He's eyes surged, and the turbid old eyes, the light emitted at this moment seemed to illuminate the entire large courtyard. His breathing was a little heavier, and he asked again: "What do you feel now?"

A shit feeling!

Zhuo Mufeng was thinking about the words, and Bian He immediately asked, "You are sweating on your forehead. Is there a heat rushing up on the soles of your hands, feet, and five parts of your head?"

The so-called sweating on the forehead is actually an anxious reaction that Zhuo Mufeng didn't know how to answer.

Huawei Peak hurriedly reached out to touch it and said in a daze: "It's normal that there is no heat."

"You know, this is the fire of nothingness and outsiders cannot sense it!"

Bian He shouted.

Zhuo Mufeng was afraid that the old man would continue asking, so he simply took the donkey downhill and said in horror: "My doctor, is there really something wrong with my body?"

Bian He's expression had become dull, and his eyes became turbid again. Hearing this, he pulled up the silver needle on Zhuo Mufeng's body, put it in the summary box, and without saying a word, he carried the medicine box and prepared to leave.

Zhuo Mufeng grabbed the other party and was really nervous: "No, miracle doctor, what's going on? You're going to give me a correct statement."

Huawei Peak also looked at the other party and held his breath. Did the master and the others guessed wrongly that Brother Zhuo did not have a pure physique, but was really... sick?

Bian He looked at Zhuo Mufeng up and down, shook his head, sighed again, pushed Zhuo Mufeng away, and left without saying a word.

Huawei Peak signaled Zhuo Mufeng to be calm and said that he would explain it to him. He hurriedly followed him, and it seemed that he had asked for details about the inside story.

"What's this called?"

I thought it was just a simple check, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this, and Zhuo Mufeng was speechless.

But he couldn't help but worry, and he didn't even have time to think about whether the lies of "Wuqi Physical Constitution" were exposed. Judging from the old man's appearance, it seemed that there was really something wrong with his body.

Could it be that taking medicinal materials cultivated by medicinal soil has caused changes in the body? This is not impossible.

The more Zhuo Mufeng thought about it, the more he felt it was. His face looked scary, and he didn't even notice Du Yuehong who walked into the yard to tease him on a daily basis.

...

Wu Mansion, in the study room.

Wu Guanting sat on a wooden chair with his eyes slightly closed.

On the left side of the desk, Gu Mengtang was sitting on the "shadow" and was drinking on his own.

On the right side is a man with fair face, straight facial features, and a hand-cranked feather fan. This man has a elegant temperament, but there is a three-inch scar on his left face, which destroys the overall feeling.

If anyone familiar with the Three Jiang League here, he would definitely guess that this lord must be the think tank that Wu Guanting relies most on his arm, Lou Linxuan, the "Three Hearts Yama".

The Sanjiang Alliance came down from the leader, and was successively the Four Envoys of the Double Guards and the Ten Great Hall Masters.

Gu Mengtang is one of the two guards.

Lou Linxuan was ranked as the fourth envoy, and was the general leader of the Sanjiang League in the northern martial arts world. He took charge of all matters and had great power. He could be called one person and more than ten thousand people in the league.

On the other hand, it can also be seen that Wu Guanting trusts Lou Linxuan, which is his absolute confidant.

This time, Lou Linxuan happened to return to Gusu City. After reporting the matters in the north to Wu Guanting in the study, he saw that Wu Guanting just nodded and did not give any other instructions. He suddenly felt shocked and knew something had happened.

Soon after, a knock on the door rang.

"Come in."

Wu Guanting opened his eyes.

The visitors were Huawei Peak and Bianhe.

When Huawei Peak saw Lou Linxuan, he was obviously surprised and surprised. He first saluted to his master, and then called Uncle Lou and Uncle Gu in turn.

Lou Linxuan smiled back, and Gu Mengtang was still drinking.

Wu Guanting asked: "How?"

The voice was calm, but it was clearly trembling with a hint of imperceptible tremor, which shocked Lou Linxuan, who was familiar with Wu Guanting.

Huawei Feng smiled bitterly and looked at Bian He. No matter how he asked on the way he came, the latter just didn't say a word, which made him very nervous now and wanted to know the answer.

Wu Guanting skipped a beat, and felt that things were not very good. He smiled and looked at Bian He: "Doctor Bian, don't know what the result is?"

Bian He finally opened his mouth: "Leader, that kid is not a pure body at all."

There was a moment of dead silence in the study.

Wu Guanting couldn't hide his strong disappointment, and his expression was stiff for a moment.

Gu Mengtang paused a little while drinking, and then continued to drink.

When Lou Linxuan heard the four words "Wugu's physique", he was stunned at first. When he heard the following words, he looked at the leader and Gu Mengtang, thinking about something.

Huawei Peak is also a little disappointed.

He deeply understood the significance of Wugui's physique to his master and even the Sanjiang League. Although he was helpless, it was already here and it was useless to think too much. He quickly asked another question of concern: "Is Zhuo Mufeng's body seriously injuring?"

Bian He shook his head: "That's not."

Huawei Peak breathed a sigh of relief, but saw Bian He still had a serious expression. When he remembered the other party's appearance when he left Mo Zhu Gang, he was uneasy again: "Miscellaneous Doctor, may you have nothing to say?"

Baihe stroked his white beard with his hands and sighed: "That kid is not a Wudi physique, but a leak-free physique that is more rare than Wudi physique. A leak-free physique, haha, this is the first time I have seen him in many years."

"puff!"

Gu Mengtang sprayed a mouthful of wine on the desk, wet a large piece of paper.

But at this time, Wu Guanting had no time to pay attention.

When he first heard Bian He's words, he was extremely disappointed, but he felt his ears roaring and his body was slightly tense. His originally empty heart was immediately replaced by the rising emotions like a tide, and he looked at Bian He without blinking.
Chapter completed!