Chapter 149

Liang Xiao, led by Jiang Ning, walks into the abandoned factory building. Inside, there are a group of people with guys in their hands. In the middle, a 17-year-old boy was tied to an iron chair, black and blue, covered with blood.

At this time, the young man drooped his head, did not have any reaction, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"Jiang Shao, miss, come and have a look!" As soon as I saw them, someone said in a hurry.

"I don't know what's wrong with the boy. He just had a convulsion, and now there's no movement."

"What, I don't think I'll die!" As soon as Jiangning heard this, he quickly strode over.

It's nothing for him to kill the boy, but he hasn't asked what he wants to know from him!

Jiang ling'er's eyebrows were slightly frowning, and she quickly pulled Liang Xiao to follow him.

"Hey, don't play dead!" Jiangning stepped forward and slapped the boy's face, but he didn't respond at all.

Jiangning quickly reached out and touched his nose. He still breathed, but it was very weak and intermittent.

"Not dead yet, but soon." Liang Xiao suddenly opened his mouth and said in a heavy tone.

He has checked with his eyes. The boy is seriously injured, especially his internal injury. He is hanging a sigh and may die at any time.

"He, he hasn't told me who is behind the scenes. He can't die!" Jiangning was very excited and ran back to Liang Xiao.

"Dr. Liang, you must have a way to help him with his life."

Jiang ling'er immediately looked at him with eager eyes.

"Ah Liang Xiao sighed a little helplessly, thinking how he always stood up for this kind of resurrection.

You know, this kind of treatment costs real Qi every time. I have saved several lives since I got the inheritance of ghost eye God, and I basically rely on the original real Qi.

Now, he can clearly feel that there is a faint lack of true Qi in his Dantian.

Although some of the skills passed on to him by the ghost eye God can restore the true Qi. But he has tried, the recovery speed is very slow, can't keep up with the consumption speed.

"Liang Xiao, what are you sighing about? Can't you be saved?" Jiang ling'er was a little anxious and grasped his arm tightly.

Liang smiled and shook his head, "I can save you."

Hoo~

Listening to what he said, both brother and sister were relieved.

"Straighten him up." Liang Xiao doesn't talk nonsense. He goes directly behind the boy.

After Jiangning helped him, he took out seven silver needles and injected aura into them. Then he began to extend from the back of his head to the middle of his spine and stabbed them straight.

This set of array is called the seven needles of resurrection, which is one of the more mysterious medical skills handed down to him by the God of ghost eye. As long as a dying person, no matter what the disease, as long as this set of acupuncture, can temporarily save his life.

Of course, the opposite of its mystery is its consumption of true Qi.

It's no exaggeration to say that although it's only seven injections, the consumption of aura is even more than twice that of last night when he saved Aunt Zhang.

After a while, the boy's breath finally returned to normal, and soon he opened his eyes and began to cough.

"I'll go, God!"

Seeing the boy wake up, all the people around him look shocked.

Jiangning was overjoyed and gave two thumbs up from Liang Xiao.

But now, Liang couldn't laugh. He faintly felt dizzy, probably because he consumed too much Qi.

"You, you kill me! Kill me, and I won't say it. " After a while, the boy opened his eyes and saw Jiangning standing in front of him with an angry face, staring at him. He immediately said this.

What a tough guy.

Liang Xiao, standing behind him, could not help sighing when he saw the situation.

What is it that makes a young man of this age not afraid of death?

After thinking for a while, he became more and more curious about the boy, and then he reached out and pulled out a silver needle on his neck.

"What do you want?" The little boy rushed to a stabbing pain and hurriedly turned back to beam and roared with a smile.

"Son of a bitch, if it wasn't for Dr. Liang, you would be dead now!" Jiang ling'er said fiercely.

Young smell speech, gnash teeth, "you, why do you want to save me, why don't you let me die!"

Indeed, for him now, death is really a relief, and it may also be a mission he wants to accomplish.

"Pa!"

Jiangning slapped him in the face.

"You don't know good or bad little thing, say quickly, who on earth instructed you to do so!"

"No one told me, I did it myself! You hit me and beat me to death. " The youth said blandly together, so naturally, it didn't sound like a lie.

"You..." Jiangning was so angry that he wanted to do it again. Jiang ling'er ran to hold him.

"Come on, don't fight. If you fight again, you'll be killed. Isn't Liang's effort wasted?"

Hearing this, Jiangning calmed down a little.

"Dr. Liang, you just said that you have a way for him to say it, right?"

Liang Xiao didn't answer. He just took down the six silver needles left on the boy's back. Then he came to him and looked at him quietly.

"What do you want to do? Needle me again? Prick your fingers or your eyes? Come on, I'm not afraid. " The young man said coldly.

But from his calm appearance, Liang Xiao still caught a trace of panic, he was actually afraid. Moreover, from his eyes, Liang Xiao also saw that he actually had a desire to survive.

He didn't really want to die!