"Let's talk about how your face became like this!
Maybe I don't need another immortal doctor, and I can restore your face to its original state.
Sun Zixuan knew that he couldn't lie at this time, otherwise the second brother would be worried, but he couldn't tell the truth, so he could only change the topic.
"You're an immortal doctor?"
Yang Xiaoyun asked in surprise.
"yes!"
"Then why did you take out a dagger when you were in the shop?"
"Ugh!
Self-defense, self-defense. ” Yang Xiaoyun thought about it and temporarily believed Sun Zixuan's words, but she didn't take the dagger back, but simply told how her face was disfigured.
"Fire poison?"
After listening to Yang Xiaoyun's story, Sun Zixuan shouted.
"Hmm!"
"How did you get rid of the poison of fire?"
Sun Zixuan asked in surprise.
Sun Zixuan has seen the tragic situation of fire poison patients with his own eyes, and he has cured fire poison patients with his own hands, so he naturally knows very well how powerful fire poison is.
"Dig it up."
Yang Xiaoyun replied.
Sun Zixuan only felt cold all over his body, he finally understood why Yang Xiaoyun's face was full of scars, this woman was really ruthless enough to herself, and she chose the most cruel way to remove the fire poison, but I also have to say that Yang Xiaoyun was resolute and decisive enough, otherwise, it would not only be a face that would be ruined, but her life.
However, although he saved his life with this cruel method, he did not completely get rid of the fire poison, but only forcibly suppressed the residual fire poison with immortal power, otherwise there were countless immortal doctors in the pseudo-immortal world who could restore Yang Xiaoyun's appearance to the same as before.
"I can cure it."
Sun Zixuan said with great certainty.
"Can you cure it?"
Yang Xiaoyun asked in surprise.
"Yes, I can cure even fire poison, let alone just residual fire poison."
Sun Zixuan said proudly, this is the magic of the soul doctor, the immortal doctor feels helpless, in the eyes of the soul doctor, it is just a gesture.
"Then ......"
Yang Xiaoyun's voice trembled a little, and she didn't know what to say.
"Your throat can't be made of fire poison too!
If so, it can also be restored together.
Sun Zixuan asked.
"No, I pretended to do it."
Yang Xiaoyun's voice changed, and her voice suddenly changed from the unbearable sound of iron friction to very charming, and it is definitely not an exaggeration to describe it as an earth-shaking change.
Just listening to this voice, Sun Zixuan felt his heart rise.
Yang Xiaoyun seemed to have expected this situation for a long time, and the tip of the dagger in her hand was gently pushed up, and Sun Zixuan immediately became honest.
"Now you understand why I'm using falsetto, right?"
Yang Xiaoyun's voice returned to that unbearable sound.
Sun Zixuan has already experienced it himself, how could he not understand.
"Well, take off your mask!
I'll treat you.
Sun Zixuan hurriedly changed the topic, and then continued, Sun Zixuan was worried that he would collapse, in case of any psychological shadows, how to play happily with his wives in the future!
Although Yang Xiaoyun didn't believe it, it was better to have hope than no hope, not to mention that even if it couldn't be recovered, this face couldn't be worse, so she just hesitated for a moment, then reached out and lifted the tulle and took off the mask on her face.
Although Sun Zixuan had seen Yang Xiaoyun's face through the perspective technique before, seeing it up close now still made him gasp.
"Close your eyes and you'll be fine soon."
Sun Zixuan said to Yang Xiaoyun.
Yang Xiaoyun obediently closed her eyes, but the dagger in her hand was held tighter, and the muscles of her body became stiff, obviously ready to attack.
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"Relax."
Sun Zixuan comforted, stretched out his right hand, and gently placed it on Yang Xiaoyun's forehead.
"Soon enough."
Sun Zixuan said as he slid his hand down Yang Xiaoyun's cheek.
The soul and immortal power gushed out at the same time, quickly replenishing Yang Xiaoyun's soul at the same time, the scar on Yang Xiaoyun's face was also automatically falling, when Sun Zixuan's hand moved to the bottom of Yang Xiaoyun's neck, the fire poison on Yang Xiaoyun's face had been completely removed, and the scar on his face had completely disappeared.
"Alright, let's take a look!"
Sun Zixuan removed his hand and said to Yang Xiaoyun.
Yang Xiaoyun slowly opened her eyes, only to feel incredulous, because she felt that Sun Zixuan just slowly touched her face with her hand, and this was cured?
A small mirror appeared in Yang Xiaoyun's hand, obviously, no matter what kind of woman she is, she has a heart that loves beauty.
"Yikes!"
With the light emitted by the spirit jade, Yang Xiaoyun saw her face in the mirror.
Sun Zixuan just focused all his attention on the treatment, and after the treatment was over, he didn't look at Yang Xiaoyun's face carefully, after hearing Yang Xiaoyun's scream, he subconsciously looked over, and then, his eyes froze.
It's a beautiful face, so beautiful that it feels like your heart is skipping a beat, and your breathing stops.
The beauties that Sun Zixuan has seen before, if you only talk about appearance, the most beautiful is the neon dress of the master of the Xianzhi Sect, but for various reasons, in Sun Zixuan's heart, this beauty is discounted, and now, the face that appeared in front of him, in terms of posture alone, can definitely be on par with neon clothes, and even because of the extra points of voice, it is better than neon clothes.
Looking at Yang Xiaoyun's beautiful big eyes full of surprises, looking in the mirror beautifully, Sun Zixuan couldn't help but lean over and wanted to kiss this beautiful suffocating face.
"Do you want to die?"
Yang Xiaoyun still looked beautiful, but her voice turned into an uncomfortable voice, and the hand holding the dagger beside her moved back a point.
"Ugh!
Can't help it, can't help it.
Sun Zixuan smiled bitterly and lay back on his side, he didn't want to become a eunuch.
Just when Sun Zixuan was lying there and was about to fall asleep, Yang Xiaoyun's voice sounded again.
"Hey!"
"Huh?"
Sun Zixuan opened his eyes.
"I also have scars from fire poison on my body, can you ......
Help me heal too?
Yang Xiaoyun's voice was full of shame, but her beauty-loving nature still prevailed over shame.
"You have scars on you too?"
Sun Zixuan was stunned for a moment.
"Hmm!"
Yang Xiaoyun nodded shyly.
It stands to reason that Sun Zixuan's treatment just now has successfully removed the residual fire poison on Yang Xiaoyun's skin, but there may be an accident!
"Where is it?"
Sun Zixuan asked.
Yang Xiaoyun put the dagger that was holding Sun Zixuan's vital point into the sheath, and then, the sparse sound of clothing friction sounded, and before Sun Zixuan could react, Yang Xiaoyun had already taken off the dress on her body, leaving only the white fig leaf still on her body, and Yang Xiaoyun not only took off her dress, because the space was too small, Yang Xiaoyun directly put the dress off into the storage jewelry.
"This ......"
Sun Zixuan looked at Yang Xiaoyun's body intently.
Just a glance, Sun Zixuan gasped.
Yang Xiaoyun's figure naturally goes without saying, but after taking off her dress, what appeared in front of Sun Zixuan's eyes was a body that was comparable to a face that had not been treated, and was covered with scars.
"The wounds on your body ......"
Sun Zixuan asked in surprise, the wounds on his face can still be explained by the erosion of fire poison, but the wounds on this body ......
How much hatred does this have to be, how much resentment does it take to choose such a poisonous hand against a girl?
"I used to be the one who killed the door......"
Yang Xiaoyun didn't use a fake voice, but her voice was less seductive and more sad.
The sect of the Hidden Killing Sect hangs the brand of a third-rate inferior sect, in the pseudo-immortal world, this kind of sect will be born many times a day, as long as it is a group of like-minded people who get together to form a sect, correspondingly, there are countless third-rate inferior sects every day to eliminate in the pseudo-immortal world, and there will not even be a little wave.
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It's like in Hollywood in the United States, many studios register every day, but every day many studios declare bankruptcy.
However, the Hidden Killing Sect is different from other third-rate inferior sects, and the great name of the Hidden Killing Sect has been heard by almost every second-rate superior sect and first-class sect master.
The main business of the Hidden Killing Door is the same as the name.,Specializing in assassination、Assassination for a living.,As long as you can come up with enough money.,The Hidden Killing Gate will dare to take orders.,And even if the assassination of the target fails ten times,There will be eleventh and twelfth.,Until the target person dies.。
Yang Xiaoyun and her sister are assassins carefully cultivated by the Hidden Killing Gate since childhood, in an assassination mission, Yang Xiaoyun's sister failed to assassinate, and when she escaped, she was chased by the target, slapped down the cliff with one palm, and suffered a heavy blow to her waist, and lost the ability to walk freely.
According to the rules of the Hidden Killing Gate, assassins who have no use value will be wiped out, Yang Xiaoyun accepted the three most difficult tasks of the Hidden Killing Gate in order to keep her sister alive, as long as she completes these three tasks, she can take her sister out of the Hidden Killing Gate and restore her freedom.
It's a pity that when Yang Xiaoyun completed the three most difficult tasks alone, what she got was not freedom, but the pursuit of the hidden killing door, but fortunately, Yang Xiaoyun's most powerful thing was to hide, so she survived with her sister.
And the injuries on Yang Xiaoyun's body were left in the training, tasks, and pursuits that hovered on the death line again and again.
"Understood, close your eyes, and you'll be fine soon."
Sun Zixuan lamented the misfortune of Yang Xiaoyun's fate and said to Yang Xiaoyun in a soft voice.
Yang Xiaoyun obediently closed her eyes.
There is no fire poison in the scars left on Yang Xiaoyun's body, even if Sun Zixuan is not a soul doctor, this kind of scar removal is also a breeze.
Sun Zixuan stretched out his right index finger and gently tapped it on the scars on Yang Xiaoyun's body that looked very terrifying, and with the movement of his fingers, the scars disappeared, revealing the white and delicate skin inside.
The scar on the back is quickly resolved, and the next step is the scar on the front of the body.
Sun Zixuan's hand slowly moved on the scar, Yang Xiaoyun felt as if there were insects crawling on her body, it was very uncomfortable, her body trembled slightly involuntarily, and a strange feeling came to her heart.
When the last scar disappeared without a trace, Sun Zixuan hadn't had time to see the final effect clearly!
Yang Xiaoyun shook her hands, and the black tights completely covered her bumpy body.
"Alas!"
Sun Zixuan sighed secretly, although he could use the perspective technique to see Yang Xiaoyun's body clearly, but if he did that, it seemed to be ......
It's too dirty.
"Sleep!
I'm going to wake up early tomorrow!
Yang Xiaoyun's voice was as low as a mosquito flying.
Sun Zixuan lay down cautiously and closed his eyes honestly, perhaps because there was a beautiful woman beside him, Sun Zixuan fell asleep after a long time.