Yang Liu did not dare to delay, announced the temporary suspension of classes, let them recite the Holy Scripture by themselves, and then walked quickly to the playground with the youth.

On the ground lay a burly old man with wrinkles, but his face was red and his spirit was full of energy.

Become a haggard appearance, as if suddenly exhausted their residual trace of life.

There were several other people around him, four of Toby's family, who had left their farm work and brought obosa to the rescue.

"What's wrong with obosa? Is there any foreign invasion?"

Yang Liu asked repeatedly.

Toby hesitated: "Lord religious angel, I didn't see anyone else. Brother obosa suddenly fell down."

He's not sure. Magicians are omnipotent in legend. Maybe obosa was attacked by invisible magic.

When he thought about it, he could not help but look around. When he saw the willows, he felt at ease.

“…… God Angel My Lord, I I have not suffered from foreign enemies. "

Lying on the ground with a faint breath of air, obosa saw the arrival of willow, and his eyes showed reverence. He struggled to get up and salute willow.

The broken and shrunken fingers were stressed, and the bone stubble pricked into the flesh and blood, which made his body twitch and tremble.

"Obosa, stop, stop, lie down." Yang Liu quickly dissuades him.

“…… No See Seeing the angel of the Lord, obosa must Be sure to be polite. "

When obosa heard the willow's words, he stood up stubbornly. His blood was dripping on the ground, mixed with the soil, and the bone stubbles of his fingertips pierced into the soil.

He knelt on one knee weakly, stretched out his trembling and broken hands and held willow's hand, and his dry lips pressed on his hands: " Angel I was stupid and forced to practice the weeding style that the angel gave us Causing serious physical injury No foreign enemies No

His voice is getting smaller and smaller, the source of life is getting weaker and weaker, and his head is slowly drooping, and he has reached the point of dying.

A few months of getting along with each other produced feelings, willow eyes inexplicably wet by tears, comfort way: "no, will not."

"Obosa, you are a peerless genius. In just a few months, an old farmer began to read, learn martial arts, learn mathematics, and practice with your body in your fifties to the point that you are about to become a martial arts practitioner.

You should have a bright future. It will be OK. "

The world is too unfair to this single old farmer in his fifties. He is obviously gifted, but he has never had any access to literacy and cultivation and become an extraordinary person.

He, who might have been the gold elixir and even the strong man above, was buried all his life.

After meeting the player, there is a ray of dawn in his life, but this ray of dawn is quickly buried.

"Sister Yang Yang, sister Yang Yang, come and have a look and help him."

Willow screamed all around, unwilling to intimate contact for months of acquaintances died in front of their own eyes.

They are friends, superiors and subordinates, not a symbol called obosa.

He does not want to, not used to, a familiar person died, he is fragile Meng Xin, not those old players who regard life as ants.

On the way of martial arts, Yang Yang's sister was able to pass the exam to become a martial arts teacher, far more accomplished than him. In just three months, she was a martial arts practitioner in the later stage of physical training and pith training.

Of course, this has something to do with her brother Yang Yang's complacency. An immortal cultivator cultivates a warrior with all his strength. This kind of treatment is something that many martial artists dare not think of in their dreams.

"Don't worry, I'll save him."

Naturally, Yang Yang's sister, who was in a martial arts class, would not have heard such a big movement. She was very worried. She had a look of fear on her face. Her fingers stuck on her dry chest and felt the situation in his body with the force of Qi and blood.

Obosa, a 50 year old farmer, was an excellent student. In addition to getting the highest scores in his favorite religious class, he quickly mastered the knowledge of human body, Qi and blood, mathematics and other related knowledge in martial arts class, and quickly practiced to the level close to the physical training environment.

During this process, Yang Yang's sister contacted him a lot. In addition to disagreeing with his obstinate religious views, Yang Yang's sister appreciated him for his studious, intelligent, self-discipline and hard work, and regarded him as a union of his own students and friends.

Friends are about to pass away, some of the simple introverted girls can't restrain their inner fear and tears in their eyes.

Qi and blood circulation detection, Yang Yang's sister is silent.

She is not a medical related major, but in her sense, the vitality of leoposa is so weak that even a modern provincial capital hospital with full staff and equipment can not save him here.

He is too old and weak in vitality. Although he is in his fifties, his body, which has been devastated by life, is even worse than that of a modern man who is 100 years old. He has also experienced the attack of martial arts and consumed the last source of life of his body.

Any superb surgery would have killed him in the process."What's the matter?"

Yang Liu felt very bad about Yang Yang's sister's face.

"The origin of life It's exhausted, the oil is exhausted, and the lamp is dry... "

Yang Yang's sister's voice was low and weak: "even modern technology can't save his life."

Words just dropped, two people body a shock, look at each other, can see the light in each other's eyes.

This is a world of cultivating immortals!

In some ways, therapeutic power is far beyond the real world!

Yang Liu asked eagerly, "can you ask your brother if there is any way, I can compensate him for the cost of treatment in the future."

Yang Yang's sister didn't hear him clearly, so she dialed Yang Yang's proud video call directly.

Dudu

Three seconds later, the video is switched on, revealing the sheep's proud face.

Around him is a miraculous herb garden with rich aura. In addition to a few rare and precious magic herbs of a few years and varieties, the other places are planted with the spirit grass which just shows the tender yellow buds, and most of them are the spiritual plants needed by the friars in the Qi refining period.

The white fog is hazy, and the sheep are proud that the Dharma formula on their hands is like a mirage, and their hands are vague. The martial arts are not even qualified to see the Dharma formula clearly.

Mana consumption, white clouds gathered in the sky, aura gathered above his head, water vapor filled, intermittent raindrops fell from the sky, making the yellow white ginseng leaves more spiritual.

"Little sister, call me at noon. What's the matter?"

Sheep and sheep are proud to use their divine sense to pay attention to the white ginseng leaves planted on the ground. The formula doesn't stop and asks the light blue light screen that appears in front of them with a smile.

He is very good at small-scale rain watering. His words will not affect the spell process.

However, the casting efficiency is far less than that of the agricultural immortal cultivators who completely fit in with the cultivation from skill to magic. The efficiency is only about six times of their own.

In addition, they have more advantages in super-high-precision spiritual planting and spiritual planting treatment.

At present, only the grass guild in the fourth district has developed this kind of occupation.

"Brother Wow "Woo..."

As soon as the video is connected, Yang Yang's sister cries out with a cry, leaving her tears dripping. She startles the leisurely proud sheep and sheep, and stops her rain casting magic in a hurry. She looks over here.

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