In the house, transfer tools were deployed.

…

Yun Ji took out the elixir from the medicine box, crushed it into powder, and sprinkled it on the wound on Chu Yue's back.

Then he took another pill, kneaded it into liquid, and applied it on the bone where there was no raw nail.

Shennong's Nine Needles nailed nine acupuncture points around Chu Yue, sealing the essence flowing in Chu Yue's martial body.

In this way, Chu Yue's pain will be reduced!

Yun Ji had quick eyes and quick hands, and forcefully pulled out the Wu Sheng Nail from the pulling of bones and flesh.

"Old Bai, Seven Killing Dagger!"

After Yun Ji finished speaking, Protector Bai immediately took out the dagger.

Ye Mohan closed his eyes and sat on the edge of the bed, his shirt already down to his muscular waist.

Yun Ji took the dagger and made a cut directly on Ye Mohan's spine.

Blood suddenly gushes out.

Yunji took advantage of Wusheng Nail before he became violent and drove the nail into Ye Mohan's spine.

Ye Mohan's body trembled slightly, and veins popped up on the backs of his hands, arms, and forehead.

The pain, which was more terrifying than a heartache, spread from his spine throughout Ye Mohan's body.

At that moment, the power from Wu Sheng Nail was going to crush his soul.

If you fail to hold on to your willpower for even a moment, your whole person will be eaten away by the inanimate nails.

Yunji and Protector Bai looked at Ye Mohan nervously.

"Stop her bleeding."

Ye Mohan's lips and teeth were bleeding and he made a hoarse voice.

His back was bleeding.

He slowly opened his bloodshot and scarlet eyes, took Chu Yue's hand, and kissed the back of the girl's hand gently like a gentleman in ancient times.

"Your Highness, can you possibly bear it?" Pharaoh Bai asked with tears streaming down his face.

"Can hold on."

Ye Mohan said.

Even if you can't hold it, you have to hold it.

He had to live to protect his girl and his son.

Yun Ji opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but remained silent in the end, and began to stop Chu Yue's bleeding. When Chu Yue stopped completely and his body was no longer gnawed away by the first unborn nail, the wound slowly healed.

Ye Mohan said: "Sew up the wound so that no trace of blood spills."

Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

His brows tightened, shrouded in pain, and about to collapse on the edge of violence.

But whenever his eyes glanced at the girl on the couch, his eyes would always become extraordinarily gentle.

Yunji immediately took out the Nine Shennong Needles and sutured the wound on Ye Mohan's back.

"It hurts a lot, please be patient. If you don't suture the wound, you won't be able to hide it without the stitches."

Yunji controlled the needle with both hands and penetrated the skin, flesh, bone marrow, and soul of Ye Mohan's back.

Once the needle goes down, it has to go through four places.

It took a total of nine stitches to close the wound.

"Pfft——"

Ye Mohan spit out a mouthful of blood.

Protector Bai hurriedly wiped away the blood and burst into tears: "Your Highness..."

Ye Mohan lowered his head, closed his eyes, and was still trying to cover the hot girl's little hand with his own palm.

"Otherwise, forget it."

Yunji said: "Don't suture, use elixirs to treat it."

"Sew."

Ye Mohan looked grim.

If it is not sutured, Chu Yue will discover it.

She loves him so much.

It will be uncomfortable.

She didn't want to look at her furrowed brows and tearful eyes.

Ye Mohan thought about this, slowly raised his hand, and slowly stroked Chu Yue's eyebrows with his fingertips, as if smoothing the creases between Chu Yue's eyebrows.

Men must stand upright.

On the shoulders of the husband, there is responsibility and his whole world.

He smiled lowly.

I laughed in the heartache.

Yunji hesitated to speak, but finally silently controlled the Nine Needles of Shennong to suture the wound on Ye Mohan's back.

Whenever he and Protector Bai thought that Ye Mohan's will was about to collapse, they would find that when Ye Mohan took one look at the girl named Ye Chuyue, it was as if he had taken a magical elixir and survived.

.

Yunji didn't know how heavy this feeling was.

But he admired it and was impressed by it.

…

Different from this house, Mufu Ancestral Hall is very lively.

It was filled with clan elders, senators, high-level figures and young warriors from all over the place.

In addition, people like Bai Xianxian, Ji Qing and the well-fed princes and nobles also came to join in the fun.

Ji Qinghe gathered with a group of dandy boys and stretched his neck to look for Ye Chuyue. When he didn't see the figure, he covered his mouth with a fan and murmured like a talkative woman: "I heard that the inner sect of Yaoshen Sect

The disciple was in seclusion in Xinghai City. He took the trouble to put aside his cultivation and rushed over. Without saying a word, he went to see Ye Dizun and General Wu Ling. Do you think General Wu Ling's brain was burned out by the magma and asked Master Yunji to treat it?

Got your brain?"

"possible."

The young man from the Sikong family whispered in agreement: "The magma of the Heavenly Demon Flame is poisonous, and it is most likely to burn out the brain. This is called reincarnation, and retribution is not good. Who asked her to hack the head of the Nangong family to death?"

"What are you talking about here?"

Bai Xianxian, hands on her hips, appeared in front of them angrily: "You are all idle and ignorant. You hide behind others and talk about right and wrong every day. Do you have the temperament of a noble family? I'm really ashamed of you. How dare you again

If you talk nonsense about Master Chu, I will skin you."

Ji Qing and Se shivered, and several of their friends remained silent.

Only the young man from the Sikong family said reluctantly: "The ancestral meeting has already begun. The old uncle has long said that Ye Chuyue will inherit the position of the Mu family clan leader on his behalf. What does this mean now? Look at the time, you are wrong.

During the ancestral hall meeting, the head of the Mu family will be Mu Ruoting."

Bai Xianxian frowned and gritted her teeth.

She originally wanted to see Mr. Chu's demeanor, but she didn't listen to her mother, Mrs. Yongding's dissuasion, and came all the way from the Princess's Mansion.

Immediately, the tips of his eyebrows turned worried.

Could it be that Mr. Chu's brain was really burned out by the magma?

At this moment, Mu Xiangtian, one of the clan leaders of Mu Mansion, appeared in the ancestral hall with hundreds of old men.

He asked the old uncle not far away: "Brother, if your girl still doesn't dare to come, when the bell rings later, I'll trouble you to hand over the patriarch's seal to Ruoting, and please let me know about this mansion."

Come out and move in with us."

The old uncle frowned and frowned: "The clan tripod bell has not yet rung, why are you anxious? Why is my second brother still as unworthy as he was when he was young?"

"you--"

Mu Xiangtian was immediately angry.

But then he thought about it, his grandson was about to become the clan leader, and he smiled happily.

People like the old uncle, Master Huaiqing, and Mu Qinghuang are all above their own positions.

In the past few days, they had been looking for Xiao Chu and Ye Di Zun.

They were all stopped by the Blood Protector.
To be continued...