Chapter 974： Change limb

Su Mutian opened his eyes and saw that there were two people standing in front of the bed. A long-haired middle-aged man on the left was the one who mocked him on the carriage that day.

Another wrinkled face, seems to be very old, and his hair and beard are black and ink, but his eyes are bright and bright.

"Children, you finally woke up."

The long-bearded man smiled at Fu Xu and then asked the old man with black hair again, "Yang, are there any save for this kid?"

Su Mutian opened his eyes and saw that there were two people standing in front of the bed. A long-haired middle-aged man on the left was the one who mocked him on the carriage that day.

Another wrinkled face, seems to be very old, and his hair and beard are black and ink, but his eyes are bright and bright.

"Children, you finally woke up."

The long-bearded man smiled at Fu Xu, and then asked the old man with black hair, "Yang, are there any saves for this kid?"

Yan Yan said with a straight face, "Since you want to save this kid, you have to invite Lao Tzu from the beginning. Those **** aren't healed, so I came to invite Lao Tzu. Who do you look down on?"

"Without those quack doctors, where can you show your skill at Yan Shenyi?"

The long-bearded man spread his hands and smiled and continued, "Then it would be too expensive to invite you old friend, but I can't afford you."

"Bah, you are a miser, it's just that you can't bear those almond blossoms."

Yan Hey sneered, raised a finger, "a altar, otherwise avoid talking."

The smile on the face of the long-bearded man was condensed, "Brother Yan, can we discuss one or two, and we have only three altars in the next round? You are going to go to the altar this time, and it really hurts..."

"Hey, this kid had broken his bones and was buried in the snow for a long time. His hands and legs were already dead. If there was no Laozi, he would become a waste of limbs, all his life. Life is better than death!"

The king interrupted the long-bearded man and said impatiently.

The long-bearded man glanced at Su Mutian, and sighed slightly, "You can take this one-for-one altar and bring it back. You can't watch him turn into a waste person at a young age."

King Yan snorted, "Li Gong, if your old man's temperament doesn't change, the remaining two altar almond blossom wines are probably unsustainable."

The long-bearded man laughed blankly, "You can't help it, you can't help it. You can't keep it in the cup, it's always worth your life."

King Yan seemed to have known Li Gong's character for a long time. He shook his head and sighed. He stopped talking and went to check Su Mutian's injury.

Yan Wangzai carefully checked his body, and when he noticed a fiery red mark on his hips, his expression suddenly changed, "Li Gong, aren't you hurting me? If I save him, it's me who lost his life Yan someone!"

The long-browned man blinked and covered Su Mutian's body again with a quilt. If nothing happened, "How can it hurt you? This is my newly-received book boy, who has no name and no surname. He has followed my surname from today. ."

Su Mutian is still unknown, but when he heard this long-bearded man saying he would change his surname, he immediately felt anxious and angry, "I am not your book boy! My surname is Su, my name is Su Mutian..."

Suddenly, the look of the king changed, and he covered Su Mutian's mouth with one hand, "Stinky boy, if you want to die, you will die on your own. Don't hurt us!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and stared at the long-bearded man again, angrily, "Li Gong, you don't care about Yan's life, you should think about it for yourself. How much trouble do you think you are?"

Who knows that the long-bearded man smiled, "As you said, how much lice are not itching, how much debt is not worrying, what else can be troubled. Besides, knowing this matter knowingly, you know what I know, what scary?"

King Yan stared at him bitterly for a long while, and said, "Fuck it! Whoever asked someone to owe you a life! Since you are not afraid of death, Lao Tzu will spend his life with the gentleman!"

After Yan Yan finished his eyes, he glanced at Su Mutian again, "Scary boy, if you say your surname is Su again, Lao Tzu cut your tongue, did you hear clearly?"

Su Mutian is still young. Although the conversation between the two seems to be incomprehensible, he also knows that the man named Li Gong seems to be taking great risks to save him.

He saw the fierce appearance of the king again, and threatened to cut his tongue. He closed his mouth immediately and didn't dare to quarrel with his surname Su again.

The king took off a gray baggage on his back and immediately unfolded it on the table, revealing a row of sharp knives of various sizes.

The sharp knives above these sharp knives are clear and sharp at first glance, unlike ordinary cast iron.

"Boy, I rescued Li Gong's book boy. He has nothing to do with Su's surname. You just haven't seen me in this life, don't mention today's things, it's a great kindness!"

Su Mutian is a street beggar, who cares every day about where the next meal is. He has never heard of this person's name.

However, Su Mutian still felt a little hairy in his heart when he saw that the king took out a sharp knife and made a gesture on his knee.

"Why, afraid?"

The sneer sneered.

Su Mutian was suddenly hit by this blow, "Who is afraid! Even if you are really Lord Yan, I am not afraid!"

"Oh, the devil's mouth is quite hard."

Yan Yan dug a large piece of black, muddy material from another silver box on the table and quickly applied it to Su Mutian's knee.

Although Su Mutian didn't know what Yan Yan wanted to do, at the beginning, he understood Yan's judgment about his hands and feet, because he really had no consciousness in his limbs.

At first he thought it was freezing for too long, but at this time he knew the reason and he couldn't help feeling nervous.

Su Mutian could guess that the king of the Yan was preparing to save himself, but what he couldn't figure out was what to do with a knife.

After a moment, Su Mutian was shocked in his heart, because the place smeared with black medicinal mud seemed to be paralyzed and he could not feel anything.

Before Su Mutian responded, he saw that Yan Wang reached out and grabbed two sharp knives, and suddenly turned left and right like lightning. Before Su Mutian recovered, his legs had been removed by his knees.

Su Mutian was so shocked that he couldn't feel the pain, but he was frightened with cold sweat and watched that his two legs were taken away by the king. That felt terrified.

"You what are you doing! My legs, you give me back!!"

"Your grandma has a leg, I will give you, can you put it back on your own?"

Yan Yan grinned erroneously. "Besides, both of your legs are broken. What else do you do with it. Look at your kid and start to change it for you."

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