Old Mrs. Wu shook her head, but firmly followed Mingzhen's instructions and sat down. Mingzhen sent Wu Chengzong and Chen Jie away.

As for whether they go to find someone or contact someone.

Mingzhen is too lazy to care now.

The speed of swinging the needle is very fast, even if the old lady's skin is dry, as if she lacks moisture, it will not affect the experienced Ming Zhen.

Mrs. Wu Wu Qian stared nervously and looked at the wall.

She thought it would be more painful than the previous treatment.

She was always tense, trying not to show her ugly face in front of the young master in front of her. After she regained consciousness, she wanted to live.

People's thoughts are completely different from before.

"Have Mr. Wu been to the orc world?" Mingzhen asked suddenly while waving the needle.

Mrs. Wu's eyes showed contemplation, her expression changed richly, and her sensitivity to pain also faded a bit. She just winced in pain.

The pain disappeared.

"Ah?" Mrs. Wu was extremely surprised.

"It's not over yet. Pay attention to extending the fire veins, sense the situation of the fire, and then tell me!"

Mingzhen has branded totems so many times and is very familiar with it.

An understatement and a smooth finish.

Mrs. Wu Wu Qian only felt the sting of needles, severe pain, and the severe pain of flames burning her skin, but she was distracted in the middle.

By the time she reacted, the pain had disappeared.

Far more relaxing than during treatment.

However, she is also a veteran strong person. When she heard Mingzhen speak, she stopped thinking about it and concentrated on the current sensation while telling Mingzhen the information.

The two of them asked questions and answered questions, both of them focused on the subject.

Mingzhen also sensed the fire in Mrs. Wu's body when she answered, and noticed that the fire veins began to extend, converting its internal energy into fire power.

And there is some dark atmosphere in its inner strength.

Dissipates quickly.

As Mingzhen expected, totem warriors are indeed immune to this corrosive damage that affects the human body's physical and spiritual power!

Ten minutes passed.

Wu Chengzong returned.

Chen Jie was not there, and Mingzhen saw Wu Chengzong carrying another old man on his back. However, he not only carried one old man on his back, but also had another person behind him.

"This is Wan Lao, the one behind him is his grandson, and his grandson is Wan Ye!"

Wu Chengzong only said his name, Mingzhen was confused, but Mrs. Wu was extremely surprised.

"Wan Ye who has returned to his clan with ten thousand swords?"

Mingzhen's eyes lit up when she heard the word sword, and her attention fell on the man in gray clothes behind Wu Chengzong.

This man has a long face, and his eyes are very thin, forming two upward diagonal angles with the sword hair.

When I say good-looking, I don't mean good-looking in the traditional sense.

It's just that he looks very conspicuous, especially when he looks at you, you can only feel that countless sharp swords stand straight up to the sky.

"Master Ming Zhenming?"

This man's voice was very hoarse, with a dryness that sounded like he was extremely tired and hadn't drank water to moisten his throat for a long time.

Mingzhen looked at the other person and nodded: "It's me!"

She found that she couldn't tell how old this man was. His energy was both restrained and sharp, hiding his appearance and sense of age.

The only thing Mingzhen sensed was...

The opponent is a strong swordsman above the master level!

She's sure of it!

"Master Ming, please take the trouble. Wan Ye is very grateful!"

Mingzhen glanced at him, then looked at the almost lifeless old man named Wan, "Have Wu Chengzong told you my terms?"

While speaking, Mingzhen had already reached out to the old man Wu Chengzong had put down.

Mrs. Wu promptly stepped aside and gave the old man the animal skin floor to rest on. Her expression was a little solemn, but when she saw Ming Zhen checking the other person, she held back her words.

Only her nephew Wu Chengzong noticed it and asked her through a message: "Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Chengzong's hand flashed with blue light. He wanted to detect his aunt's condition, but he glanced at Ming Zhen, worried that the master would misunderstand.

He then reached out and took hold of his aunt's wrist, sensing it in another way.

"I'm fine, no, I should say very fine! I've never felt better!" Mrs. Wu Wu Qian patted the back of her nephew's hand with her other hand to comfort him.

Wu Chengzong's eyes were red and he just nodded vigorously.

On the other side, Mingzhen also sensed the cyan energy of vitality left by Wu Chengzong in Wan Lao, in order to hold him back for his last breath.

This old man named Wan is in worse condition than Mrs. Wu!

If.

Mrs. Wu has lost more of her mental vitality. Physically, even if her vitality has been weakened, it can still last for a year and a half.

Of course, the premise is that no more serious damage occurs.

And Wan Lao in front of him would die at any time if he didn't have Wu Chengzong's vitality.

The whole person's vitality... Mingzhen raised her head: "Wanlao is more than a hundred years old?"

Wan Ye looked at her and said in a low voice: "My grandfather is only 93 years old..." Wan Ye kept looking at his grandfather, and occasionally looked at Mingzhen.

His mood seemed very calm, at least much calmer than that of Wu Chengzong.

Mingzhen nodded and said oh.

only?

Well, in terms of rank, this 93-year-old man really shouldn't be so old that he is about to reach the end of his life. He has old injuries, but they are not fatal.

Mingzhen began to think deeply.

Wan Ye glanced at her twice and said, "What kind of auxiliary equipment does Master need? I'll get it right away!"

Ming Zhen looked at him, he was also a level 6 expert, and he felt much more dangerous than Chen Jie who was just entering level 6.

In Mingzhen's intuition.

Among the six-level experts I have seen, the strongest are probably Teacher Han and Liu Tongzhi.

This person is at most a little worse than the two.

"Is there a source of life?"

Mingzhen asked him.

She didn't want to use this. She didn't dare to set it on fire easily now, for fear that the old man, who was on the verge of death, would die at the slightest push.

The other party has no will to survive.

Vitality has dropped to its lowest point again.

Longevity is also approaching.

The internal energy in the body is almost dry.

Mingzhen didn't dare to ignite it easily with flames, let alone carve a totem mark to transform it. The little bit of internal energy was the remnant of maintaining the opponent's current vitality.

The other party is almost brain dead.

"Three hours, okay?" Wan Ye said, his tone tight.

Mingzhen understood what he meant. He knew that his grandfather was really going to die. He would have sent someone here before, and he probably did his best to obey fate.

However, maybe after seeing Mrs. Wu's condition, she has a little more hope.

Now, he asked Mingzhen if he could let his grandfather last for 3 hours.

Mingzhen sensed the power left by Wu Chengzong.

sigh.

Wu Chengzong is quite powerful, but unfortunately, his energy level is only level five after all, so he has little impact on a level six transcendent.

If we only rely on the vitality of the wood element left by Wu Chengzong.

The old man named Wan can only live for half an hour at most.

Mingzhen knows this.

It seems that Wan Ye is also aware of this.

Mingzhen thought for a moment and nodded slowly: "Okay!"

Just two simple words, Wan Ye didn't say much, he just saluted her, and then flew out with a swish, Wu Chengzong said "ah".

Mingzhen watched as the other party disappeared like sword light.

There was a kind of sharpness and sharpness in the swordsmanship that she had imagined, and she shook her head in envy.

She can fly, but it's not that simple to wrap herself with sword light and fly like a sword-escaping figure!
Chapter completed!