"... you brought the things back, why don''t you tell me!"


    Looking at her sister''s simple face, Feng LAN turned her white eyes, couldn''t help but press her temples and shook her head helplessly.


    He quickly stepped forward and took the little gold hairpin in Xiang Xing''s hand and pinched it in his finger belly.


    The little guy raised his soft eyes and saw the man slightly sipping his lips, chilling the color below and closing his eyes to find out.


    A moment later, he opened his peach blossom eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was stained with faint annoyance.


    "Sure enough."


    Feng LAN tutted softly, turned quickly, and returned to situ Ling''s bed with the little gold hairpin.


    Seeing this, Xiang Xing couldn''t help but follow him and shrink behind the man. His soft eyes opened wide and looked back and forth curiously.


    Feng LAN squatted down and stretched out her hand to roll up situ Ling''s sleeves for a few minutes, revealing her small bamboo arm.


    Then he pinched it a few times, as if he had found a certain acupoint, and quickly poked it with a small gold hairpin towards that position.


    The little guy only listened to the "bang", and saw that situ Ling suddenly seemed to be stimulated. The whole person stood up and sat up straight


    However, his eyes were still closed, and he didn''t seem to wake up from his coma.


    Seeing this scene, Feng LAN first stared and pondered for a while, but suddenly looked at Xiang Xing.


    Hands lightly climbed up her exquisite shoulders, slightly hung her head, and softly said, "sister Xinger, I need your help."


    "Good!"


    The little guy immediately stood straight and focused on his head seriously.


    Just send a salute and promise to complete the task.


    Seeing this, the man smiled and couldn''t help rubbing his furry little head.


    "Come, sit behind the Holy Lord,"


    He took Xiang Xing and pointed to the empty position behind situ Ling.


    His face became more serious, and his voice was deep, "look at my eyes later. We must activate our internal power at the same time, so that we can reopen the whole body meridians of the saint and wake him up. Do you understand?"


    "... well, get through the meridians?"


    The little guy frowned and tilted his head, "brother Fenglan, what plan did the holy master win?"


    It''s neither disease nor poison. It can''t be metaphysics such as falling head.


    "In short, the holy master was hurt by a very mysterious foreign vassal internal skill."


    While sitting opposite situ Ling, Feng LAN patiently popularized science, "this internal skill is very insidious. As long as it invades people''s body, it will slowly spread all over the meridians of the person who is recruited, and destroy it from the inside bit by bit, and finally spread to the whole body."


    "Therefore, it is not sudden that the Holy Lord will faint, but gradually accumulated over the past few days."


    "Is it because that internal skill is attached to this little gold hairpin?"


    Xiang Xing blinked his soft eyes a little clearly.


    But he frowned slightly, "no, if the little golden hairpin is the source of infection of that internal skill, then we have stayed with sister fenghan these days. Why did we only spread the holy master?"


    Can this internal skill automatically lock the specified target.


    There was no such high technology in ancient times.


    Unexpectedly, Feng LAN laughed..


    "This poisonous internal skill will not work on women, people who have not practiced martial arts, and people who practice Yin internal breathing."