Chapter 176

Mr. Wu died and didn't go on. He stared at Yang Ping and couldn't close his eyes.

Yang Ping covered his chest and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. He wondered, "the five element acupuncture is an ancient martial arts. I've never heard the old man say it."

The icy Qi power is rampant in the body. Xuanming palm belongs to ancient martial arts and has extremely powerful destructive power. Ma Weiwei rushed over, her pretty eyes red and swollen, showing a worried color, and said, "Yang Ping, do you mind? I'll take you to the hospital."

Yang Ping smiled, shook her head and said, "I'm fine. I'm fine."

Poop!

Yang Pinggang took two steps and felt the earth spinning and lying on the ground. He had no choice but to look at Ma Weiwei's shoes.

Ma Weiwei bit her teeth, lifted Yang Ping with her thin shoulder and walked down the mountain step by step.

Behind him, flames soared, C4 bombs blew up the cave, and the boss's Arsenal was razed to the ground. The fire lit up the night sky. On the playground of the campus, a loving couple looked up. The girl shouted, "what beautiful fireworks."

The boy looked at the girl affectionately and said with a smile, "honey, that's the fireworks I set off for you. Is it good?"

The girl was so excited that she hugged the boy tightly and murmured, "I like it so much. Honey, I love you."

"Oh, it's too late. It's past twelve o'clock. What if I can't go back?" the girl looked at the time, stood up and said in fear, "aunt Louguan will make rounds in the evening."

The boy's eyes showed a wise light and suggested, "why don't we go to the hotel outside?"

The girl beat the boy and blushed with shame. She said, "you're so bad. People don't go to the hotel. Before they get married, mother said they can't do that with boys."

The boy beat his feet on his chest, swore to heaven, his eyes were red, and said excitedly, "I've been with you for a month. Don't you know my character? I promise I won't do anything to you in bed."

The girl looked at the boy and asked, "really?"

The boy showed a worried look and said painfully, "if you don't trust me, why are you with me?"

The girl panicked. For fear that the boys would misunderstand, she quickly explained, "I didn't mean that..."

The boy covered the girl's mouth and said with a bitter smile: "even if people all over the world misunderstand me, I don't care. But the people I care about most don't trust me. My heart is hurt."

The girl wanted to cry. She was moved by the boys. She deeply believed that her man was a lovely boy and would not lie to herself, so she snuggled in his arms and whispered, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you."

The boy smiled triumphantly, took out his pocket and wanted to take a paper towel to wipe his girlfriend's tears. Accidentally, something fell to the ground. The girl was very curious. She picked it up and looked carefully. It was a red Durex condom. Her pretty face changed slightly and stared at the boy.

The boy was surprised and quickly explained, "don't get me wrong, it's just a toy."

Pop!

The girl slapped the boy in the face and said angrily, "hooligan."

The boy covered his face, followed the girl's footsteps and shouted, "Qingqing, don't get me wrong. It's really just a balloon."

With Yang Ping on her back, Ma Weiwei exhausted all her strength and came out of the iron gate to the playground. She was tired and sweating. Yang Ping woke up with a faint fragrance and said, "I can go by myself. Don't be tired."

Ma Weiwei shook her head. Even though she was exhausted, she was full of energy when she thought of Yang Ping coughing up blood. She bit her teeth and walked to the school hospital step by step.

Yang Ping felt the fatigue of Ma Weiwei's body. Her feet trembled constantly. She felt sorry and insisted on coming down.

Ma Weiwei ignored it and deliberately stopped Yang Ping. When his body fell back on his back, she smiled easily and hummed, "don't underestimate girls. I used to be a marathon runner. I'm terrible."

Yang Ping felt better when he saw that Ma Weiwei didn't seem to be pretending. He said softly, "you can put me down and have a rest."

How could Ma Weiwei believe that Yang Ping was just scared to death. She insisted on going to the hospital without taking a rest for even a moment. She came to the school hospital, registered, emergency, and simply treated Yang Ping's wound. When she saw that he was all right, she was relieved and sat on the stool in the corridor to breathe.

Yang Ping didn't pay special attention to Ma Weiwei's situation. He thought that the two Qi forces of xuanming palm in his body were recklessly directed at the meridians, which was very painful. Ancient martial arts are powerful because of the operation route of Qi force, just like the combination of carbon atoms, which can be charcoal or diamond. The way most people run Qi is charcoal, so Ancient Wushu is diamond.

The doctor looked at Yang Ping's wound and said in surprise, "strange, how can there be no scar?"

Yang Ping was shocked. Mr. Wu's palm was so powerful that he could smash the rock. The moment he was hit in the chest was like a car hitting and breaking several ribs. But it's hard to believe that he recovered during the period of going down the mountain.

The doctor looked at Yang Ping displeased and hummed, "what are you looking for without a wound?"

Ma Weiwei rushed in and shouted, "doctor, we didn't lie to you. Just now Houshan did..." just about to speak, her mouth was covered by her palm. Yang Ping took her away from the hospital. She didn't speak all the way. Ma Weiwei was nervous and asked, "did I say the wrong thing?"

Yang Ping looked at Ma Weiwei seriously and said in a deep voice, "you can't say everything that happened tonight, otherwise it will cause a lot of trouble, okay?"

Ma Weiwei nodded heavily.

Yang Ping touched Ma Weiwei's head and wiped the sweat off her forehead with his palm. Seeing that her little face was red and lovely, he smiled and said, "promise me, don't go to the back mountain if you have nothing in the future. It's very dangerous there."

Ma Weiwei's eyes flashed and asked, "are you worried about me?"

Yang Ping was stunned. Seeing Ma Weiwei's expectant eyes, he smiled and nodded: "yes, I'm worried about you."

Ma Weiwei cheered and shouted, "you know you're worried about me. Don't you know how much I worry about you when you enter the cave alone. I'm afraid to hide outside, but when I think you're more dangerous than me, there's infinite strength to support. Finally, we're all fine."

Yang Ping looked at Ma Weiwei's happy smile. Her heart was warm and fierce. Her eyes were locked on her long legs. Her trouser legs were broken by thorns. A long wound spilled blood and dyed her long legs red. It looked lovable.

"Don't move." Yang Ping frowned at Ma Weiwei's long legs.

Ma Weiwei was startled, her eyes flustered, and hurriedly said, "I'm fine, really, it's too late. I'm going back."

Yang Ping forcibly pressed Ma Weiwei on the stone bench and lifted her long legs. Her skin was greasy and cold. Although Ma Weiwei was only 1.6 meters tall, her legs were very long, her chest was towering and her curve was very obvious. She sat on the stone bench and looked from the side and drew a perfect arc.

Her skin is very tender. She will take water if she pinches it casually, but such a delicate girl carries him down the mountain from the hillside without stopping until she reaches the school hospital. Yang Ping was moved and opened her perspective eyes. She found that the blood flowing out of Ma Weiwei's long leg wound was not bright red, but black.

Poisoning!

Yang Ping turns pale and scolds himself as a fool. It is impossible for Mr. Wu to catch Ma Weiwei without taking precautions. There must be poison from Mr. Wu in her body.

Under the perspective eye, black particles fluttered in the blood vessels, opening their teeth and claws, swallowing blood cells.

"I'm really fine." Ma Weiwei was afraid of Yang Ping's worry and showed a happy smile. She specially rotated twice to show her healthy body, but she just rotated once and felt top heavy and fell down.

With one hand around her waist, Yang Ping sighed, "silly girl."

The toxin spread quickly. We must find the place where it was poisoned, otherwise the consequences would be very serious. Yang Ping hesitated, asked Ma Weiwei for advice and asked, "the situation is urgent. I must see your wound."

Ma Weiwei lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "Oh."

Yang Ping tore open Ma Weiwei's trouser legs and saw that the blood in the wound was black, but it was not the place of poisoning. She thought that the blood vessels in other places were bulging and sending out a dead breath, and her forehead was filled with a black light.

Where is the poisoned wound?

Yang Ping turned Ma Weiwei sideways and looked at her back. A weak black spot was on her snow-white clothes. A subtle silver needle was inserted into her back. This was the key to poisoning. Her face was dignified and said, "xuanming needle."

Xuanming needle is a unique concealed weapon of the ancient martial arts family. It is a highly toxic silver needle launched with the special Qi of the ancient martial arts. It is difficult for modern medical equipment to detect it, let alone cure it. Because it destroys not the body structure, but the meridians.

"Bad."

Yang Ping turned pale and saw that the silver needle completely disappeared into the orifices on his back. Even if Li Buyi came, he would have no way to return to heaven. Mr. Wu didn't think he would let them leave Houshan. He had long secretly killed Ma Weiwei.

Looking around, there were no students on the campus of Longcheng University late at night.

Yang Ping gritted his teeth and said, "I'll help you pull out the poison needle, but the process may hurt a little. You can bear it."

Ma Weiwei's consciousness was vague, but there was only one idea in her heart. She didn't want to trouble Yang Ping. She murmured, "I'm fine. Just go back to sleep... I'm really fine..."

Poof!

Yang Ping tore the clothes on Ma Weiwei's back and revealed the delicate and lovely small clothes shoulder strap. A piece of greasy skin appeared in front of her. The huge place couldn't describe its temptation in words. She felt excited when she saw the side. The small clothes couldn't bind the white and tender small clothes. She was like a lovely rabbit. She wanted to come out and breathe.

hissing

Yang Ping took a breath and scolded himself as an asshole. At this time, there are other ideas. It is important to detoxify quickly.

As a direct disciple of the old man, although he doesn't know his ranking of medical skills, Yang Ping should have no problem dealing with the poisonous needle of ancient martial arts. Coupled with the holographic image of the perspective eye, the situation in Ma Weiwei's body appears in her mind.

At present, the most effective detoxification method is not to inject, but... Release the poisonous blood.

Yang Ping points Ma Weiwei's acupoints and suddenly pulls out the silver needle. A fishy smell rises to the sky and almost brings Yang Ping down. Without hesitation, he opened his mouth, held the wound on Ma Weiwei's back and began to take drugs.

A mouthful of poisonous blood was sucked out of the mouth and vomited on the ground. The blood was highly corrosive and rotted the marble stool.

Uh huh!

The poisonous blood was almost sucked out, and a faint bright red blood flowed out. Ma Weiwei returned to consciousness. Just about to speak, she felt that her back was sucked by something. It was itchy and very uncomfortable in her heart.

The stars in the night sky shed a silver glow.

As Yang Ping sucked out the blood, Ma Weiwei completely regained consciousness. She felt Yang Ping's mouth kissing on her back, her delicate body trembling and her head blank.