The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

But looking at Chu Heng's determined look, it didn't look like he was lying, so he finally had to endure the worries and doubts in his heart.

Walking slowly to Song Qingshu's side, Wei Tianxing opened his mouth and said, "It will hurt a little, hold it back."

While talking, a slightly dark face grinned, revealing a completely different whiteness from the skin, in Song Qingshu's eyes, for some reason, there was a little permeation.

Before he could think about it, Wei Tianxing grabbed Song Qingshu's left hand and slowly raised it.

"Click"

"click"

Following the sound of two bone shattering sounds, Song Qingshu couldn't help crying out, and at the same time cursed in his heart, this is a bit painful, it's so painful. +]

However, after these two voices sounded, Wei Tianxing grabbed Song Qingshu's arm, and pushed his palm slightly with his right hand.

"click"

"what--"

There was a sound as if the separated bones were forcibly put together, accompanied by Song Qingshu's miserable howl.

Under such pain, Song Qingshu's rather handsome face was already tightly wrinkled, with tears and snot running down his nose, which made Wei Tianxing feel a little sick to his stomach.

Then he raised Song Qingshu's right hand and repeated the previous action.

After doing this, Song Qingshu passed out from the pain, with his eyes closed tightly, if Mo Shenggu hadn't seen the opportunity and quickly went to Song Qingshu's side to help him, he might have fallen to the ground long ago.

After finishing these, Wei Tianxing took out a box from his bosom, and when he opened it, it revealed a purplish-white substance like ointment.

"What is this?" Smelling the medicine box coming from the box, Mo Shenggu curiously asked Wei Tianxing in front of him.

"Shengjiyugupao." Wei Tianxing felt very refreshed now, and replied directly after hearing Mo Shenggu's answer.

However, neither Mo Shenggu nor Song Yuanqiao had heard the name of this plaster.

After randomly wrapping Song Qingshu's wrist with a bandage, Wei Tianxing imitated Chu Heng's tone, and said softly: "Okay, it will be back to normal in three days..."

After speaking, he turned his head and walked towards Chu Heng. When he saw Chu Heng's slightly narrowed eyes, he smiled flatteringly, then walked quickly behind Chu Heng, and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

In fact, Song Qingshu's injury was troublesome or not, and it was not easy to say that it was easy. In the past, Chu Heng might still need acupuncture, but now that the elixir is enough, naturally he doesn't need to do it himself.

The problem with Song Qingshu's hands, in fact, it will heal naturally after three days of direct application of Shengjiyugugao. Whereas he had to twist Song Qingshu's wrist a few times like before, that was just added by Wei Tianxing himself.

That's why Wei Tianxing's heart turned cold when he saw Chu Heng's eyes slightly narrowed inadvertently.

Although the treatment is over, Song Qingshu's injury is a life-affecting matter after all. To be on the safe side, Song Yuanqiao and others can't be so stupid as to leave immediately, but wait until three days later to confirm that the injury is indeed healed. leave.

It was also after Song Yuanqiao and others left 1.8, and after the deployment was completed, Mu Xinhe's root bones were also promoted to the level of a once-in-a-thousand-year encounter as he wished.

As for Houhou, who was promoted to the same legendary level as Huang Xuemei, the joy in his heart was naturally self-evident.

At night, under the peach blossom trees, the weather is getting hotter now, and the peach blossoms that were in full bloom are also tending to wither. The peach trees that are full of the yard now have only a few flowers and petals left.

Looking at the moon with his hands behind his back, what Chu Heng was thinking about was the development of the Hengshan School.

Also at this moment, without the slightest movement, a pair of jade hands just wrapped around Chu Heng's arms. .

Chapter 150 The Secret of the Heavenly Demon Dafa

Smelling the faintly familiar fragrance around him, and feeling the softness on his back, Chu Heng said softly, "It's been a busy day today, why don't you take a rest and feel the root of improvement?"

"It's not in a hurry, the root bone has been improved, you can save it and experience it later. kuuhuu" Wan Wan's voice sounded slowly, but it lacked a bit of joy.

The meaning in the words and the change in tone made Chu Heng understand in his heart, "Are you going back?"

After a while, there was a soft reply "Yeah" from behind.

Afterwards, Chu Heng also did not speak.

Seeing this, Hou Hou suddenly removed the body that was tightly attached to Chu Heng's back, forcibly turned Chu Heng's body around, and said with a pout: "I heard that people are going back, why don't you say a word?" ?”

Chu Heng smiled, "Is it useful to say?"

Hearing this sentence, Wan Wan was immediately discouraged and said, "It's useless, ah, Chu Heng, you are so annoying! You know that I am unhappy now, and you still talk like this."

That's what he said, but his eyes kept staring at Chu Heng, his flickering 15 eyes seemed to be telling Chu Heng, "I'm not happy, come and comfort me, come and comfort me!"

Regarding this, Chu Heng couldn't help but smiled, "Leave later tomorrow, I'll make some pastries for you, you can eat on the way. (—)"

Although entering the Xiantian Realm, one can already absorb the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth for cultivation. Although the desire for food is not completely eliminated, it is not as urgent as ordinary people.

But listening to Chu Heng's gentle words seemed to be better than thousands of sweet words, and a bright smile appeared on Houhou's face again.

Immediately, his hands wrapped around Chu Heng's neck again, and then his beautiful and small feet left the ground, hanging directly on Chu Heng's body like a wombat.

Chu Heng had no choice but to smile about this action of Wan Wan's, and then held onto Wan Wan's tun with both hands, "You! You are always making trouble, even more mischievous than Xiao Zhao."

"Happy!" Wan Wan leaned against Chu Heng's arms and smiled.

Then he hugged Houhou in his arms like this, and turned to sit on the stone bench beside him.

Leaning in Chu Heng's arms, raising his eyes a little, Houhou could see the bright and clear moon above the black sky. I have been so happy and down-to-earth for a few days, Chu Heng, what do you think if I can't hear you singing in the future?"

Chu Heng scratched Houhou's nose, the movement was very light, with a strong sense of pampering, "I won't hear what it means in the future, this time you are just returning to the teacher's door, not going to a mountain of swords and seas of fire. (—)"

"You know I don't mean that!" Wan Wan said coquettishly.