The girl couldn't help but be afraid and anxious!

It's acupoint!

Song Hao held his forehead, but he actually forgot about it.

Tang Ya was initially scared and had a hole tick before. Now she woke up from her coma, but the hole she was tapped has not been removed. The sloppy uncle has already returned to the underworld. What should I do?

Although Song Hao is a cultivator, he knows nothing about the acupoint removal.

At this time, I can only comfort Tang Ya: "Don't move for now."

Then Song Hao walked forward a few steps, came to the back of a big tree, took out his mobile phone, swiped to unlock it, found the address book, and then pressed the dial button to Yao Xiaoyan's contact information.

"Hey, Master, you give me instructions."

Although he was swelled by Song Hao's volley just now and his butt was swollen, Yao Xiaoyan was still respectful and had no complaints at all.

First of all, I was just trying to die, and I blamed others for not being able to do so.

Secondly, it is not a casual talk about being a teacher for one day and being a father for the rest of his life. He was born in an ancient martial arts family and was usually funny, but in fact he was well aware of the principle of respecting his teacher and respecting the Tao. It is normal to be kicked by his master. What's wrong with this?

The other party's attitude made Song Hao stunned and satisfied. He didn't delay and went straight to the topic: "Tang Ya was lit with a hole, how can he solve it?"

"Master, don't you?" Yao Xiaoyan's voice was quite surprised across the phone.

"Nonsense, if I know, I'll ask you a hairy question?" Song Hao was angry, as if he was hit by the pain point.

"Oh, I forgot, Master, you are an immortal cultivator, and it is normal for you to know how to untie acupoints." Yao Xiaoyan said to himself, and then the wind turned around: "Master, don't worry, it's very simple to untie acupoints. You just need to use internal force and pat your shoulders so gently to untie the acupoints."

Internal strength...Song Haohan.

"Can the power of Qi and Blood be okay?"

"I don't know the power of Qi and Blood." Yao Xiaoyan was confused: "Wait, what is Qi and Blood power? Shouldn't it be magic power that immortal cultivators practice?"

"goodbye."

Song Hao was not interested in listening to the curious baby finishing his words and hung up directly.

Halfway through speaking, Yao Xiaoyan was itchy. He wanted to call Song Hao for answering, but he didn't dare. His depressed expression seemed to someone owed him a million.

On the other hand, Song Hao hung up the phone and came to Tang Ya's side.

He squatted down and said, "Xiaoya, don't worry, I'll help you."

After saying that, Song Hao took a breath, and the magic tricks in his body were circulating, spreading the power of qi and blood on the surface of his palm, and gently slapped Tang Ya's shoulder.

Song Hao was not sure about doing this, but at this point, he could only treat the dead as a living horse. What else would he do?

Call Yao Xiaoyan and ask him to untie the acupoints?

That will only make mistakes, and it will be even harder to explain to Tang Ya.

A light "po" sound came into his ears. Song Hao was lucky. Although the power of qi and blood was different from that of internal force, it had the same effect. The acupoint was smoothly unraveled.

Perhaps because he has been sealed for a long time, Tang Ya's body became a little weak after she untied her acupoint, but she could move as before after a short rest.

Song Hao helped her up from the chair and sat a little more comfortable.

"Ahao, I...what's wrong with me?"

Tang Ya's face was a little shocked and confused. She remembered clearly that not long ago, she obviously went shopping with Ahao, and then... she seemed to meet a sloppy uncle selling poultry.

Then, the uncle seemed to have kidnapped himself.

She still remembered clearly that although the uncle looked sloppy and decadent, he ran away, but he was leaping like a flying person.

He was pulled by himself as if he was flying in the clouds. The feeling at that time was like he was filming a martial arts movie.

There seemed to be someone chasing him behind him.

After a while, they came to an abandoned teaching building.

Tang Ya feels so scared.

This is the most remote place in the school. What do the other party wants to do when he brings him here?

The uncle's face was covered with ferocious expressions. Suddenly, he pointed it out like he was. Tang Ya felt numb and could not move. Then... she completely lost consciousness.

The whole feeling was like a dream.

Fortunately, when she woke up, Song Hao was by her side, and there was nothing wrong with her body.

Tang Ya sighed relieved, and her beautiful face still looked scared.

After a short rest, I asked about the causes and consequences.

Of course, Song Hao would not tell the truth, but pretended to be stupid and scratched his head with some distress: "I don't know what happened."

"You don't know?"

"yes!"

Song Hao sighed: "In the vegetable market, the uncle suddenly kidnapped you. I was confused at the time and had to chase you. After chasing you for a long time, I saw the uncle throw you into an abandoned teaching building, but he ran away by himself."

"Is that true?"

Although Tang Ya was timid, she was not stupid. She always felt that the boys in front of her seemed to have hidden something when they said this!

"Of course this is true. Why, don't you believe me?" Song Hao looked righteous.

At this time, there is no flash of words, otherwise things will become more troublesome.

"No, I just think this is a bit strange."

Tang Ya lowered her head. No matter what, it was right that the other party was his savior, and it would be impolite to doubt the benefactor like this.

It’s also this girl who has a timid personality. If it were Cheng Yan, that tomboy, wouldn’t she be so easy to fool? If she didn’t ask anything about it, Song Hao would never get out of it.

"How are you feeling now? Are there any places that are uncomfortable?"

"No."

The girl shook her head, not feeling inappropriate.

"Since that's the case, I'll take you back to the dormitory."

"Um."

The girl lowered her head softly, without saying no to refuse. I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Song Hao seemed to feel that she was more attached to herself than she had just now.

However, this thought flashed by, and Song Hao was not in the mood to experience it carefully. At this moment, he was just thinking about sending Tang Ya back to the dormitory as soon as possible and then buying an old hen.

Although he defeated the powerful enemy, Song Hao was stimulated this time. There are indeed immortal cultivators in this world.

And those guys were all cruel and ruthless.

This time, I passed the test by chance.

But the next time, there may not be such good luck, so Song Hao was busy making stewed chicken with Lingginseng to improve his strength as soon as possible.

When I first chose to practice immortality, I had a premonition that I would encounter many dangers in the future.

But being mentally prepared is one thing, but actually encountering it is another.

In the eyes of those powerful monks, human life is as fragile as grass. Song Hao didn't want to become a cold corpse one day in obscurity. He was in the world and could not help himself. If he wanted to have the power to protect himself, he had to improve his strength as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!