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Chapter 1078: Wei Xiaobao made another contribution

Chapter 1078: Wei Xiaobao made another contribution

Chapter 1078 Wei Xiaobao has made another contribution

The green-clothed woman didn't want to fight Gui Ji, so she said her farewell and left unwillingly.

Ghost Ji said to Jing Yi: "Xiao Langjun, men should pay attention to safety when they go out alone, I will take you back!"

Jing Yi looked at her warily.

Ghost Ji smiled charmingly: "Don't worry, sister is a good person."

Jing Yi saw her touching his hand, and fell into deep doubt.

When Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao returned to Baihua Palace, Jing Yi was already in Lingxiao Palace of the mistress of the palace.

Wei Ting came first and saw Jing Yi sitting on the stone bench in the yard: "Why are you earlier than us? Where's Su Mo? He's looking for you."

Jing Yi tensed up all over: "I didn't touch it."

"Mother." Wei Ting greeted the Palace Master.

"Is Xiao Xiao all right?" The Palace Master asked with concern.

Wei Ting sighed: "The saint is hurt too badly, she feels a little uncomfortable."

Ghost Ji smiled and asked Wei Ting, "Young Lord, why didn't you say hello to me?"

"Take your hand away!" the Palace Master said coldly.

Gui Ji resentfully let go of Jing Yi's arm.

Jing Baobao hastily moved towards the palace lord.

Palace Master: "Also, if you dare to talk nonsense to my son, I will pull out your tongue!"

Ghost Ji smiled charmingly, and looked at the Palace Mistress with her chin: "Understood, I will only talk sweetly to my sister from now on."

The palace lord closed her eyes and held back her anger.

Soon, Su Mo also came back.

Ghost Ji's eyes lit up again: "Mr. Pluto is really handsome."

"Sect Master Ghost Ji."

Su Mo greeted in a regular manner.

Ghost Ji smiled and said, "Call me Sister Ghost Ji."

Su Mo: "..."

The palace lord asked Gui Ji, "Are you still leaving?"

Gui Ji coquettishly said: "Is this how you send your people back safely, and you just drive them away? Sister, I will be sad if I do this."

The palace lord was most annoyed by other people talking like that, she resisted the urge to slap this woman to death, and looked at her coldly.

Feeling the murderous intent of the Palace Master, Gui Ji said angrily: "Well, well, there is a reason for her to stay, the oiran of the Drunk Life Dream Pavilion, who practiced the unique kung fu that my Xiaoyao Sect only passed on to the previous masters, If any of you are injured, I can go and see."

The palace lord asked: "Why does she know your Xiaoyaozong's exercises?"

Ghost Ji emphasized: "It's a practice that is only passed on to previous masters! Don't look at me, it wasn't taught by me, nor my master."

"It's Xia Houyi."

Wei Ting said.

Ghost Ji snorted.

Wei Ting pondered and said: "The exercises of the major sects on the island all come from Xiahouyi's family, and Xiahouyi has a lot of secrets in his hands."

Ghost Ji was a little surprised: "Second Grandpa? Obediently, who did I offend tonight?"

The palace lord stood up and glanced at Gui Ji: "Didn't you say to go and have a look? Why don't you come soon?"

Ghost Ji smiled slightly: "Here we come!"

In the wing room.

Su Xiaoxiao wiped the dirt and blood on the Saintess, and changed into dry pajamas.

Trauma has also been treated.

But in the end, her dantian was destroyed by a suicide move, and her qi and blood were also exhausted.

Her life is rapidly passing by.

"Little."

The palace lord brought Gui Ji into the room.

Su Xiaoxiao turned her head and called sadly: "Mother."

The palace lord took her hand distressedly, and said softly, "Let Gui Ji see Cheng Xin."

Su Xiaoxiao stood up obediently.

Ghost Ji looked enviously at the hand held by the palace lord's sister, sighed, and touched the saint's dantian with her fingertips.

"The internal force has been sucked dry, and even the dantian is broken. It is hopeless."

Su Xiaoxiao asked suspiciously: "Did her internal strength be sucked dry?"

She always thought that the Holy Maiden was deprived of martial arts.

Ghost Ji said: "That's right, there's not even a little bit left, if you inhale more, you'll become a mummified corpse."

Palace Master frowned: "Is this the unique skill of your Xiaoyao Sect?"

Ghost Ji shook her index finger: "It's only passed down to the master's unique technique, and ordinary disciples are not qualified to practice it."

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes turned cold.

Palace Master said: "That person is not from the Xiaoyao Sect, but should be Xia Houyi's minion."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Gui Ji again, "You really can't help it?"

Gui Ji said: "If her dantian is not destroyed, I can give her a year or two of skill to restore her foundation and prevent her from becoming a useless person. What a pity."

Palace Master said: "Use my skill, try first, if you don't work, you won't lose."

Gui Ji sighed: "You can't use it, you have to use your own skills."

"I'll go out first."

Su Xiaoxiao wants to enter the pharmacy.

After she came back, she went in three times, but she didn't find any new wound medicine.

But she wants to try again.

Su Xiaoxiao came to the study and closed her eyes.

...I can't get in!

Boom boom boom.

Someone knocked on the door.

Su Xiaoxiao said seriously: "Who?"

"It's over for today."

Slave Killer said blankly.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the door, and carried Wei Xiaobao over.

The strange thing is that Wei Xiaobao fell asleep early when playing at this hour in the past.

Tonight, she opened her black eyes wide open, and she was extremely energetic.

Wei Xiaobao lay in his mother's arms, and opened his mouth in a milky way: "Wow~"

Su Xiaoxiao sighed lightly.

Suddenly, Su Xiaoxiao found that Wei Xiaobao was holding a small golden bottle in his hand.

"This isyou gave it to her?"

She asked the slaver.

Killing the slave is still expressionless: "It's not me, when I went to hug her, she had it in her hand, and played all night!"

Why is there a bit of resentment in this tone?

Su Xiaoxiao said to Wei Xiaobao: "Can I show my mother?"

Wei Xiaobao hesitated for a moment, but still gave the golden bottle to his mother.

Su Xiaoxiao stuffed Wei Xiaobao back into the arms of the slave.

Slave Killing: "Today's task has been completed..."

Su Xiaoxiao: "For tomorrow."

Slave Killer took Wei Xiaobao to play without saying a word.

Su Xiaoxiao unscrewed the bottle cap vigorously, and a strong medicinal fragrance came to her nostrils.

It is the medicine of the pharmacy!

Didn't expect that he didn't get it, but Wei Xiaobao got it.

Su Xiaoxiao hurried to the house of the saint.

There is a golden pill in the bottle, which looks like it was taken orally.

But still have to try.

Su Xiaoxiao scraped a little off with a spoon, and was about to taste it when a slender jade-like hand clasped her wrist.

Wei Ting bent down, took the medicine into his mouth with her hand.

After a while, he said, "It's the medicine."

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes moved slightly.

The saint could not bear the internal force, so Su Xiaoxiao crushed the golden elixir, mixed it with water, and fed it to the saint through nasal feeding.

Half an hour later, the saint's dantian began to heat up.

Ghost Ji came over from the next door yawning, stretched out her hand to feel the pulse of the saint, suddenly she was jolted, and instantly woke up!

"The dantian has been repaired a lot... How is this possible? What kind of elixir did you give her?"

Ghost Ji has been on the island for so many years, and she has never seen half of her dantian damaged within an hour.

"Okay, you guys go out."

She is going to start healing the saint.

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Dawn.

The door opened from the inside.

Ghost Ji walked out with a pale complexion.

Palace Master, Su Xiaoxiao, Wei Ting, Su Mo, Jing Yiquan, etc. are in the courtyard.

A puppet... so many people care...

Ghost Ji was surprised, but felt it was reasonable.

The me back then was as humble as an ant, and she also rescued her.

Ghost Ji Feng said lightly: "Her foundation has been preserved, and I'm tired too, so I'll go back and rest first."

Su Xiaoxiao sincerely thanked her.

Passing by the palace lord, the palace lord said, "Thank you, Guiji."

Ghost Ji smiled slightly: "With my sister's words, everything is worth it."

After getting into the carriage, Gui Ji lay down wearily.

The accompanying female disciple covered her with a quilt distressedly: "Sect Master, why don't you use Palace Master Yun's skill? It can be used obviously."

Ghost Ji smiled: "I am reluctant to use her skill."