Chapter 91: Chapter 92: Returning from Hunting_l
Udted by BXNVEL.cmTranslator: 549690339
In this way, the poison would circulate through the meridians of his whole body, once again eroding his internal organs.
And she, had to repeat the method from a year and a half ago, using her Spiritual Power to massage his acupoints, bit by bit, driving the poison to his fingertips and squeezing out the poisoned blood.
Eliminating the poisoned blood was easy, but the wasted time was hard to recover.
After a year and a half, not only did the Little Prince not get healed, but he also suffered even more torments.
She couldnt imagine how painful and desperate a young child would be when he learns that he cant walk on his own legs.
The wilderness was not an ideal place to perform a full-body massage to remove the poison.
She couldnt bear to refuse the Little Princes plea nor see his hopeful eyes lose their starry brightness.
Her skillful hands subconsciously held up his right leg, giving him a simple massage.
Now, the Spiritual Power stored in her Golden Core was more than twice what it was a year and a half ago, enabling her to support a longer period of time to remove the poison and alleviate his bodys pain.
The gentle Spiritual Power followed her skillful fingertips, entered the acupoints, traveled through his limbs and body, repairing the damaged meridians and expelling the poison in his blood.
After using half of her Spiritual Power to massage all the acupoints on his legs, her forehead was already covered in cold sweat.
She took out a silver needle from the Storage Ring, carefully pinched his fingers, and squeezed out three drops of black poisoned blood.
The delicate little body sensed the sting on his fingers and shivered noticeably.
But the soft and cute little one was brave, holding back his pain without crying, just pursing his lips tremulously, with an expression that wanted to cry.
Xuaner, its done. Lets go home. Tonight when we sleep, Sister will massage you again.
Su Qingluo affectionately pinched his tender cheeks to express her praise, holding the soft little body up and climbed up the ridge, whistling loudly.
The sound of hoofbeats came closer, and Jujube responded to her call, running out of the woods and affectionately rubbing her arm.
Jujube, lets go. Lets go home.
Su Qingluo held Little Prince and jumped onto the horse, holding his soft body, grasping the reins, and patting the horses head.
Jujube, hearing the order, gave a joyful neigh and followed the familiar path home, galloping forward.
The sun set in the west, and the evening glow dyed the horizon red.
Men who went out to work or hunt gradually returned.
Hunters descended the mountain in pairs, greeting the villagers warmly at the entrance of the village, chatting about the days harvest before carrying their prey home.
Among them, the group of Su Hu, Jifeng, Jiyu, and Wang Meng, all returning with a full load, was particularly eye-catching.
Jifeng and Jiyu were highly skilled martial artists, treating hunting as childs play, catching any animal they desired.
Since the two of them had arrived at Woniu Village and joined Su Hu on hunting trips, Little Kingfisher had enjoyed a much more leisurely life, no longer needing to expend effort driving prey into their traps.
With Wang Mengs Innate Divine Strength, he may only be an eight-year-old boy, but his stature grew swiftly, far surpassing his peers. Already reaching Su Hus shoulders, they looked more and more like father and son.
The four of them carried baskets filled with prey. Jifeng and Jiyu each carried a pheasant with their strong strides, drawing everyones attention.
Hu, todays another big harvest.
The Old Village Chief tapped his pipe with a smile, his appreciative gaze fixed on Jifeng and Jiyu. Heh heh, we got lucky.
Su Hu grinned foolishly, taking the pheasant from Jifeng and stuffing it into the Old Village Chiefs arms..
Chapter 91: Chapter 92: Returning from Hunting_l
Udted by BXNVEL.cmTranslator: 549690339
In this way, the poison would circulate through the meridians of his whole body, once again eroding his internal organs.
And she, had to repeat the method from a year and a half ago, using her Spiritual Power to massage his acupoints, bit by bit, driving the poison to his fingertips and squeezing out the poisoned blood.
Eliminating the poisoned blood was easy, but the wasted time was hard to recover.
After a year and a half, not only did the Little Prince not get healed, but he also suffered even more torments.
She couldnt imagine how painful and desperate a young child would be when he learns that he cant walk on his own legs.
The wilderness was not an ideal place to perform a full-body massage to remove the poison.
She couldnt bear to refuse the Little Princes plea nor see his hopeful eyes lose their starry brightness.
Her skillful hands subconsciously held up his right leg, giving him a simple massage.
Now, the Spiritual Power stored in her Golden Core was more than twice what it was a year and a half ago, enabling her to support a longer period of time to remove the poison and alleviate his bodys pain.
The gentle Spiritual Power followed her skillful fingertips, entered the acupoints, traveled through his limbs and body, repairing the damaged meridians and expelling the poison in his blood.
After using half of her Spiritual Power to massage all the acupoints on his legs, her forehead was already covered in cold sweat.
She took out a silver needle from the Storage Ring, carefully pinched his fingers, and squeezed out three drops of black poisoned blood.
The delicate little body sensed the sting on his fingers and shivered noticeably.
But the soft and cute little one was brave, holding back his pain without crying, just pursing his lips tremulously, with an expression that wanted to cry.
Xuaner, its done. Lets go home. Tonight when we sleep, Sister will massage you again.
Su Qingluo affectionately pinched his tender cheeks to express her praise, holding the soft little body up and climbed up the ridge, whistling loudly.
The sound of hoofbeats came closer, and Jujube responded to her call, running out of the woods and affectionately rubbing her arm.
Jujube, lets go. Lets go home.
Su Qingluo held Little Prince and jumped onto the horse, holding his soft body, grasping the reins, and patting the horses head.
Jujube, hearing the order, gave a joyful neigh and followed the familiar path home, galloping forward.
The sun set in the west, and the evening glow dyed the horizon red.
Men who went out to work or hunt gradually returned.
Hunters descended the mountain in pairs, greeting the villagers warmly at the entrance of the village, chatting about the days harvest before carrying their prey home.
Among them, the group of Su Hu, Jifeng, Jiyu, and Wang Meng, all returning with a full load, was particularly eye-catching.
Jifeng and Jiyu were highly skilled martial artists, treating hunting as childs play, catching any animal they desired.
Since the two of them had arrived at Woniu Village and joined Su Hu on hunting trips, Little Kingfisher had enjoyed a much more leisurely life, no longer needing to expend effort driving prey into their traps.
With Wang Mengs Innate Divine Strength, he may only be an eight-year-old boy, but his stature grew swiftly, far surpassing his peers. Already reaching Su Hus shoulders, they looked more and more like father and son.
The four of them carried baskets filled with prey. Jifeng and Jiyu each carried a pheasant with their strong strides, drawing everyones attention.
Hu, todays another big harvest.
The Old Village Chief tapped his pipe with a smile, his appreciative gaze fixed on Jifeng and Jiyu. Heh heh, we got lucky.
Su Hu grinned foolishly, taking the pheasant from Jifeng and stuffing it into the Old Village Chiefs arms..
