my magic sword system

Watching the battle between the disciples of the Tiger Gang, the desire hidden in Qin Long's heart was aroused again. He wanted to learn martial arts. I don't know why there is such a desire in his heart. Logically, it took so long Oh, how could such a matter should have been completely forgotten by me.

I am even a little used to being supported by delicious food and drink in Huichun Valley, I just need to practice every day...

Thinking of Mr. Liu's attitude towards him recently, Qin Long feels more uneasy. What exactly does Mr. Liu want to do? If he wants to teach me his mantle, shouldn't he teach me medical skills? Why do you just let me practice or practice... ····

Thinking of this, a sense of crisis arises spontaneously. The greedy and longing emotions behind Mr. Liu's concern make him feel very uneasy.

After watching for a while, Qin Long made his way back. He had already traveled quite a distance from the cliff, and he could still vaguely hear the quarrels of those disciples who were fighting with weapons. Obviously, he was not satisfied with the outcome.

Qin Long walked out of the pine forest and walked to a more remote place. After walking casually for a while, a thin stream appeared in front of him.

Qin Long looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, then looked down at the clear water flowing slowly in the creek, and thought it would be a good idea to scrub in the creek.

When he bent down and just put his hands into the cool stream water, bursts of painful groans came from the upper reaches of the stream.

Qin Long was surprised that there would be people in such a remote place, and this voice was from a woman, could it be that someone is doing something wrong here?

Thinking of this, Qin Long suddenly became excited, wanting to sneak over to see this beautiful battle.

Following the groaning sound, he searched for the upper reaches of the brook. A man wearing the costume of an inner disciple was facing the ground, lying on the edge of the brook, twitching constantly, his limbs trembling uncontrollably. The exquisite body is obviously a woman, and the moaning sound is really made by this woman. It seems that it is not because someone is messing around, but because there is something wrong with this woman's body.

Qin Long could tell at a glance that this female disciple was suffering from an acute illness, and if she didn't help her, her life might be in danger.

He rushed over with a stride, took out a sandalwood box from his arms, opened it, took out gleaming silver needles, lifted up the female disciple's clothes neatly, and stabbed at the acupuncture points on the female disciple's back. up.

He quickly finished piercing the acupuncture points on the back, turned the man over, and prepared to prick the acupuncture points on the chest again.

Turning around, this person's face was exposed, and Qin Long gasped. This dying person has a delicate face, which may be from practicing martial arts all the year round, and her complexion is healthy wheat There was fine sweat on her delicate cheeks, and her hair stuck to her face because of the sweat. The painful expression made this woman look pitiful.

And the clothes on her upper body were lifted up a lot because Qin Long had roughly lifted the fabric on her back, and the fabric on the front was also lifted a lot. The white belly appeared in front of Qin Long, and Qin Long swallowed his saliva unconsciously. , his throat rolled violently, he only felt that his whole body was burned by fire, he felt very hot, a certain brother raised his chest and raised his head, Qin Long was shocked, he couldn't figure out how The thing is so powerful. When I peeked at the work of those rich men in Goulan, their thing was not half as good as my own.

Qin Long watched that delicate face suddenly become extremely ferocious, his face was twisted into a ball due to pain, white foam kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, it was obvious that this little beauty was dying.

Qin Long patted his face, Qin Long, Qin Long, how could you do this, this is a human life, I can't think about anything else.

Qin Long regained his composure, thought for a while, and suddenly lifted up her clothes, and two snow-white elves came into his eyes, but Qin Long was not affected by anything, but quickly used the silver needle in his hand to move like clouds and flowing water. It was pierced on her lower abdomen and the protruding pair of elves. Dozens of needles were pierced continuously. The two snow-white things were pierced by the silver needles, and when the last needle was pierced, Qin Long wiped the sweat from his forehead and heaved a sigh of relief. This silver needle first aid method was also a heavy burden for him, especially since he still had the ability to suppress the heat in his heart.

When the woman's whole body was covered with shining silver needles, she finally woke up and regained her sanity.

"You are..." She struggled to say something, but she was not strong enough to spit out the next few words. She saw that her upper body was no different from being covered by clothes, and her complexion became extremely ugly.

"I'm from Huichun Valley. Don't talk anymore. Get back your strength first. I can only wake you up at this moment. Your illness is very strange. Only Mr. Liu can save you. Unfortunately, he Not on the mountain now." Qin Long felt the woman's pulse and frowned.

When the woman saw that Qin Long was still grabbing her hand, her complexion became even uglier. However, seeing that he was just checking her own pulse, she still didn't say some words.

"When do you want to see?" The woman said in a deep voice, but she is so weak that she doesn't even have the strength to speak, and the words she speaks are also soft, without the slightest lethality.

Qin Long only felt that his brother was three points stronger again, he quickly turned around, and said dully: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, I hope I don't take offense!"

The woman raised her arm, but failed. It seemed that her arm had lost all strength.

"The medicine...is..." The woman said with anxious face, her lips trembling a few times.

"Do you have medicine to cure your illness?" Qin Long immediately understood the meaning of the woman, and asked guessingly.

"En—" Seeing that he understood what she meant, the woman relaxed her expression, nodded her head with difficulty, and said, "Can you close your eyes and tidy up my clothes."

The woman's voice trembled a little.

Qin Long rolled his eyes inwardly. If you say you close your eyes, then close your eyes. How can you clean up your eyes when you close them!

Qin Long turned around, and the woman breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Qin Long had closed his eyes. How did she know that although Qin Long seemed to have closed his eyes, his eyes were still open a little.

Qin Long was also polite, stretched out his big hand, and touched the woman's belly, because she touched the silver needle, she gasped in pain, Qin Long said a few words of sorry, and continued to grope.

The woman was so ashamed and angry that she asked him to tidy up her clothes, but this guy actually touched her!

At this moment, the woman wanted to tear this hateful man to pieces.

Qin Long pretended to touch a few times before pulling the woman's clothes down to cover her belly, and then took out a small porcelain bottle from the woman's arms.

He picked up the bottle and looked back at the woman's expression. Sure enough, she was full of joy now, and she was blinking her eyelids desperately. Those eyelids blinked and blinked, really cute.

Qin Long opened the bottle cap, unexpectedly, there was no smell of medicine, but a strong stench came from the bottle.