Chapter 211 Southern Xinjiang Miao Gu

Long Ji, to be precise, should be Li Yao Ji. After all, this is her name that she has made public to the public. As for her name, the name of Long Ji, except for the inside of the Dragon Palace, I am afraid that few people know it.

At this time, this woman with the title of sexy goddess of Jinghua University, and even many people behind her, whom she calls Yanjing sexy goddess, likes to see Jing Fei surprised. She just holds a water cup and smiles constantly, without laughing out loud. She is very innocent and quiet, but her outfit that is too little to no less is really unbearable.

"Uncle Master, are you not afraid of being shy when you see them for so long?" Li Yaoji suddenly spoke out, and her words made Jing Fei come back from the shock, and at the same time, her heart was so painful that she was dying.

"Are you really Li Yao Ji?" Jing Fei looked at the sexy and indifferent blonde girl in front of him with his eyes tightly, but he still couldn't believe it was true.

"There is only one Li Yaoji in Yanjing City. Have you ever seen another woman named Li Yaoji?" Li Yaoji smiled.

Jing Fei didn't say anything. The name Li Yaoji was known from Xiao Bing and the others. He had never seen it before. However, from the descriptions of Xiao Bing and the others, he knew that this woman was a sexy and outrageous beauty. But he didn't hear that Li Yaoji was a mixed-race boy, nor did he know that it was Xiao Bing and the others himself, or they forgot to say it.

However, after Li Yaoji said this at this time, Jing Fei no longer doubted it.

After all, the halo on the name Li Yaoji is too bright, and only an idiot will pretend to be. Moreover, the girl in front of her is indeed so sexy that she is about to go against the sky. Among the women Jing Fei has seen, there is really no one who can compete with girls for sex. This is not comparable to Mu Qingcheng and Fu Sanyan, who are the four beauties in the capital...

He looked at Li Yaoji deeply and asked Jing Fei: "Aren't you the granddaughter of the president of Jinghua University? How could you become Yang Wushang's disciple?"

After asking, Jing Fei looked at Li Yaoji's eyes very well. This was the most shocking thing in his heart. Jinghua University and Dragon Palace are definitely two places that are incompatible. One is too holy and the other is too strict. The most important thing is that Jing Fei vaguely heard from Yang Wushang's words that his so-called disciples should all be adopted orphans. Since Li Yaoji is the granddaughter of the president of Jinghua University, she is naturally not an orphan, and she has an extraordinary identity. How could she join the Dragon Palace? This is so inexplicable.

"Why? Someone stipulated that the granddaughter of the president of Jinghua University cannot join the Dragon Palace?" Li Yaoji curled her lips.

Jing Fei was speechless. There was indeed no such regulation. His own problems were really unnecessary.

Li Yaoji said at this time: "Okay, I know what you are thinking. You are my junior uncle, and I don't hide anything from you. In fact, I am also an orphan. Grandpa Li adopted me. It's that simple. As for joining the Dragon Palace, I had already met the old man Yang Wushang before Grandpa Li adopted me. You also know that the Dragon Palace is a very special place. Once you enter, it will be difficult to get out. It's that simple."

Li Yaoji spoke very casually, and she answered all the doubts in Jing Fei's heart in just a few words.

Jing Fei was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect Li Yaoji to be so straightforward, and he didn't expect Li Yaoji to suddenly become so normal. In addition to the fact that her clothes were really unsatisfactory, Li Yaoji had completely returned to normal at this time, giving people a very hot temperament. Perhaps this is her side as a sexy goddess at Jinghua University.

However, Jing Fei was not interested in these things. No matter which side, Li Yaoji was definitely the most troublesome one of the women he met, so he asked directly: "What was the reason for you asking Dugu Ying to bring me here?" After that, Jing Fei looked at Li Yaoji's eyes seriously. If Li Yaoji was still nervous at this time, he would definitely turn around and leave without hesitation. Regardless of whether Li Yaoji was from the Dragon Palace or not, he would definitely stay away.

"I want to ask you to help me save someone."

What made Jing Fei feel relieved was that Li Yaoji was not nervous this time. She looked at Jing Fei's eyes with seriousness, but also a hint of request.

"Save someone?" Jing Fei was stunned. His medical skills were indeed powerful in some aspects, but how did Li Yaoji know?

Just when he was surprised, Li Yaoji had already turned around and walked to the door of a bedroom, kicked open the door gently, turned around and looked at Jing Fei deeply, and said, "He is here."

Looking at Li Yaoji's serious look, Jing Fei's heart became heavy for no reason. Although he had not seen the injured, he could have seen from Li Yaoji's expression that things were not simple. If it were just a simple injury, Li Yaoji would never come to him.

This is a room similar to a guest room. On the bed in the room was a burly man in a black leather jacket. Although he was unconscious, he could still see his huge explosive power when he was moving. He was probably not very old. However, at this time, every skin on the man's body showed a strange blue-gray color, which made people feel cautious. It was completely different from the skin color of a normal person... The most exaggerated thing is that there were blue veins rising on these blue-gray skins, like earthworms, and the color of these blue veins was dark black...

Standing in front of the window, just a careful look, Jing Fei's brow jumped uncontrollably. At this moment, Li Yaoji's heavy voice came from beside him: "His condition is very special. It is impossible to treat ordinary medical conditions. As far as I know, only the old man Yang Wushang has this ability, but now the old man himself cannot protect himself, so I thought of you, uncle, you should have a way, right?"

Li Yaoji looked at Jing Fei with obvious expectation and a hint of intense tension. It can be seen that it has a deep meaning to whether Jing Fei can treat this young man.

Jing Fei shook his head, his eyes always staring deeply at the burly man on the bed.

"The old man Yang Wushang said that you practiced the same technique as him. How could you have no choice? Are you afraid of losing your skills? This way, as long as you can help me save him, I will try every means to make up for your losses, and I can promise you any conditions." In the end, Li Yaoji became a little uncontrollably excited.

"He is very important to you?" Jing Fei turned his head and glanced at Li Yaoji.

"You have a way?" Li Yaoji did not answer Jing Fei's question, but her eyes lit up.

"I have no choice, not just me, even when Yang Wushang was at its peak, there was no choice." Jing Fei shook his head, looking at Li Yaoji's disappointed face helplessly and sorry: "I know what you are thinking. Yang Wushang and I practice innate skills. The biggest difference between innate skills and acquired skills is to reshape the meridians. To be exaggerated, it has the function of regeneration, not only for ourselves, but also for others. You want to use me to awaken his sleeping vitality, right?"

Li Yaoji didn't say anything, but just bit her lips gently and nodded, admitting Jing Fei's inference.

Jing Fei smiled bitterly: "Your idea is good, but you should also know that although the inner breath practiced by innate martial arts can reshape the meridians and awaken people's potential and vitality, it requires the most basic condition for a person, that is, this person must still be alive."

Li Yaoji listened very seriously, then her face suddenly changed, and she looked at Jing Fei in disbelief: "You mean..."

"He has died, and he has been dead for more than a day... A person who has been dead for such a long time, let alone me and Yang Wushang, no one can resurrect him unless the real god comes, because it does not conform to the laws of nature at all..." Jing Fei said sorry, and turned his head to look at the burly man on the bed. But when he walked into the room, he felt a heavy and scary dead aura in this room. It was not until he carefully looked at the man on the bed that all the strong dead auras came from this person, to be precise, it was from this corpse... Any room, if a corpse is parked for too long, it will give people an extremely cold and uncomfortable atmosphere...

"Do you mean he has been dead for a long time? How is that possible?" After hearing this, Li Yaoji came to the bed in two steps. He looked at the motionless man on the bed, or a "corpse", stretched out a tender white jade hand and gently flicked the man's breath and pulse, and turned around and said, "Don't lie to me, you can feel it yourself. Although his breath was weak and unclear, he still had heartbeat and pulse. How could a dead person have a pulse and heartbeat?" Li Yaoji turned her head and yelled at Jing Fei out of control: "Are you worried about losing too much internal breath? You are so selfish, do you know that he was injured like this to complete the task, he is still saved, and he has not died yet, so we must not give up on him like this..."

After pausing, Li Yaoji suddenly stepped forward, less than half a meter away from Jing Fei: "As long as you can save him, I can be your woman, I will do whatever you want in my life, as long as you can save him..."

At the end of the day, tears fell on Li Yaoji's pretty face, spots, and indescribable things made people feel pity and heartbreaking.

This time Li Yaoji did not use any tricks, but Jing Fei really felt heartbroken, but he still shook his head with a hard heart: "He is dead, and no one can save him."

"How can you just be the only one?" Li Yaoji still refused to give up, looking at Jing Fei with tears in her eyes. Her indescribable persistence was completely different from the neurotic mixed-race girl that Jing Fei saw at first.

Instead of looking at Li Yaoji, Jing Fei turned around and came to the bed, squinted his eyes and looked at the man's "corpse" carefully and then turned around: "Do you want to know how a dead person can still preserve his heartbeat and pulse?"

After saying this, Jing Fei suddenly reached out and pointed to the man's heart: "As long as you cut it open, you will know the answer. It's not that I don't want to save him, it's that he is really dead. Their pulse and heartbeat are just an illusion and illusion. Strictly speaking, it's not his heartbeat at all, but the movement of the Guworm in his heart..."
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