Chapter 259

Name:My Master Is a God Author:Shangdian
With the help of spiritual sense, Yang Yiyun proofread duanmuwen's broken arm, holding it with one hand, and taking out a drop of water of life with the other hand, dropping it on duanmuwen's broken arm interface.

According to master, the water of life can be taken inside and outside.

Oral treatment of internal injury, external treatment of all trauma.

After the water drops of green life fall on duanmuwen's broken arm, Yang Yiyun sees a burst of green light, constantly surrounding the wound.

In the spiritual sense, I can see that at the wound of duanmuwen's broken arm, the meridians begin to grow again

It's an amazing scene.

Yang Yiyun himself can't believe it. It's true that, as the master said, the water of life has the effect of rebirth and rejuvenation.

It is a miracle that the meridians can grow again, and the bones that have been badly damaged can change and grow again, and the flesh and blood can be constantly enriched.

Although master has said before that it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, this one is probably a bit exaggerated, but what happened now is true.

The process of repair and remodeling is very fast.

Yang Yiyun observed duanmuwen's face smoking and asked him, "Uncle Wen, how do you feel?"

Duanmuwen obeyed Yang Yiyun's words, his eyes closed tightly, but he didn't open them. When he heard Yang Yiyun's question, his figure trembled and said, "young master, i... I feel... A slight itching pain from the wound of my broken arm ~"

Itch pain is conscious ah!

Duan Muwen is not a child. He is 69 years old. How can he not understand that the itching pain from the broken arm means that the broken arm has consciousness, and the possibility of being cured by the young master is very high.

At this moment, Duanmu Wen Jian looks directly at Yang Yiyun as a man of God.

He was so excited that he couldn't help himself. According to this situation, his broken arm could really recover.

Yang Yiyun grinned and said, "Uncle Wen, congratulations. If there is itching, it means that my treatment has worked. A miracle is about to happen. You are enduring it."

"Mm-hmm, thank you for your kindness." Duanmuwen's tone is very exciting.

At this time, Duanmu Xingtian woke up: "Dear sun ~"

Duanmu Xingtian gets up and sees Yang Yiyun treating duanmuwen's broken arm again. When he thinks about it, he understands that both his injury and duanmuwen are cured by Yang Yiyun.

Duanmu Xingtian now feels that there is no injury inside or outside his body. More importantly, he seems to touch a vague door.

This makes Duanmu Xingtian extremely excited.

He knows better than anyone what this vague door is.

It's the dragon's gate of the congenital myth, which has been mentioned by the ancestors of the family before.

I never thought that one day he would touch the congenital threshold.

But now, I feel it clearly.

Duanmu Xingtian believes that in time, he will be able to reach the level of his ancestors and achieve the congenital myth.

He now understood that it was Yang Yiyun, his grandson, who gave him the innate nature of achievement.

However, Duanmu Xingtian thought of Yang Yiyun's pills, because Yang Yiyun had given him pills full of vitality and energy before.

Duanmu Xingtian wakes up and feels that his whole body has a feeling of being reborn, very light, and his meridian bones are stronger than before.

I'm in better health than ever.

When Yang Yiyun saw his grandfather Duanmu Xingtian's face full of red light, he knew that his injury had healed, so he said with a smile, "how do you feel, grandfather?"

I'm paying more and more attention to the water of life. I didn't expect that it could make the ancient martial arts achieve their innate effect. It's a great effect.

"Good, good, good ~" Duanmu Xingtian didn't know how to describe the excitement and physical condition at this time, and said "good" several times in a row.

At this time, Yang Yiyun's arm of duanmuwen was also slightly trembling. He found that duanmuwen's broken arm was as good as before.

"Uncle Wen can open his eyes ~" he said with a smile.

Duanmu Wen opened his eyes and tried to move his broken arm. He found that it was extremely flexible and there was no obstacle. The rotten flesh and blood of the whole broken arm also recovered as before. It didn't look like walking through the belly of a two headed boa constrictor, and he couldn't find the slightest scar.

Excited, duanmuwen immediately fell to the ground: "thank you for your kindness, young master, but he will send you later. Duanmuwen is willing to die."Duanmu Wen knows that today, what the young master cured is not only his broken arm, but also the toxin that he was bitten by a two headed boa constrictor. Although the toxin is unknown now, he can't improve his martial arts any more. Maybe he will die slowly.

It's saving lives.

"Uncle Wen, please get up quickly. If it wasn't for you and grandfather today, I'd be more or less lucky. It's true that I'm ashamed of those Duanmu family children who died." Yang Yiyun also feels guilty when he thinks of Duanmu Lei and his family disciples who were killed before.

At this time, Duanmu Xingtian said, "good granddad has a son and a daughter. Your mother is the apple of the Duanmu family. But because of the fighting in the family, he didn't protect her well, so he is ashamed of your mother and even more of your brother and sister.

Remember, from now on, you will be the grandson of my Duanmu Xingtian family. I believe that all the children who died in the war today will be happy to have such an excellent young master as you in the family. You have to see others. My grandfather doesn't have many relatives. "

Yang Yi Yunda is moved. He knows that there are not many relatives that my grandfather is talking about. He is talking about the direct members of the Duanmu family. The whole Duanmu family and its branches are huge, but like many families, there will never be many direct members.

He also learned from his grandfather that he seemed to have a cheap uncle.

What's more, grandfather's words were full of guilt and heartache when he mentioned his mother.

After talking for a while, Yang Yiyun takes out his mobile phone to contact them.

Although they may be chased by others, Yang Yiyun believes that Dugu is merciless and should be able to cope with them.

Anyway, the real enemies have been killed by him and grandfather.

Soon after the phone was connected, there came Dugu's heartless voice: "how are you, sir? Are you OK? Where are you? "

Hearing Dugu's heartless and worried questions, Yang Yiyun feels warm in her heart. She cares about him very much.

"I'm fine. Where are you? Is anyone hurt? " Yang Yiyun asked.

"We're all right. We're here."

"That's good. Well, you've come to Anzhou to join me. The crisis here has basically come into contact."

"OK, we'll be right here."

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After hanging up the phone, according to the meaning of Duanmu Xingtian, he returns to Duanmu family. Liancheng Haipeng is dead, and no one can do harm to Duanmu family in southern China.

And Duanmu Wen also contacted the family support, has found the nearby mountain forest.

After walking out of the mountain forest, they saw a car parked on the side of the road. The first one was a middle-aged man in his forties. His face was resolute and anxious, which was similar to that of his grandfather.

Yang Yiyun guessed that it should be cheap uncle duanmulong!

Sure enough, from a long distance, he yelled at Duanmu Xingtian for his father.

After meeting and having a simple conversation, Duanmu Xingtian directly ordered the meeting.

When he left, Duanmu Xingtian asked his son duanmulong to drive. Then he took Yang Yiyun's hand and got on the car. Three people took a car.

After driving, duanmulong was surprised. His father Duanmu Xingtian had never been so kind to a younger generation. He didn't introduce Yang Yiyun. He didn't know who he was.

"Dad, who is this little brother?" Duan Mulong looked at the reversing mirror and asked in a low voice.

"He is your sister's child, Yang Yiyun, my grandson, your nephew." Duanmu Xingtian said slowly.

"Creak ~" suddenly, the wooden dragon stepped on the brake, made a harsh sound and shook.

"Dad... What are you talking about?" After stopping the car, Duanmu Longhu stares round and asks, he didn't know that his sister had children, only that she went into the desert of death and never came back.

As for Duanmu Wan'er, Duanmu long, a elder brother, has loved her since she was a child. It's a pity that the family rivalry hurt her.

So Duanmu dragon hated the collateral branch of that year very much.

Leng buting heard his father say that the boy named Yang Yiyun is the child of Duanmu Waner, but it makes Duanmu dragon's heart uneasy.

Looking back at Yang Yiyun, I really saw the outline of his sister from his face.

Looking at Yang Yiyun's iron man like Duanmu dragon, his eyes were moist.