Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

Wenxing Lake, on the painting boat, Cheng Ling put his hand on Yu Nujiao's chest in public.

This behavior, to be honest, is somewhat indecent.

The most important thing is that she is now in the image of a man. In the eyes of others, what is the difference between her doing so and taking advantage of the dead?

Guan Yuelin blurted out a word: "Brother Cheng, no!"

This was actually a kind reminder, because Wang Sanlang next to him was frowning tightly, and there was a gloomy look in Cheng Ling's eyes.

Although Wang Qilang was also anxious, he trusted Cheng Ling more. He just pushed forward, explaining to Cheng Ling as he pushed, "Brother Guan, Brother Cheng must be trying to save someone, don't worry."

In fact, these words also need to be explained to Wang Sanlang.

In the crowd's onlookers, Cheng Ling has already discarded the reactions of the people around him.

She tentatively gave Yunujiao a few chest compressions first, and then she turned him up in a half-squat position, and slapped Yu Nujiao's big hole on his back with one palm.

"puff!"

All of a sudden, lake water spit out from Yu Nujiao's mouth.

Suddenly there were several soft breaths from the side, especially some sailors on the ship turned their admiring eyes to Cheng Ling.

What do you admire about her?

In fact, it's not that I admire her for her good skills, because doing water control first aid for drowning people like this, this kind of thing, most of them who live in the water all year round, actually do it a little bit.

What the sailors admired most was that Cheng Ling dared to touch and hug his little lover in front of Mr. Wang's family.

This kind of courage is not something ordinary people can have.

Wang Sanlang also exhaled lightly, his fists were clenched in his sleeves at some point, and his eyes were fixed on Cheng Ling and Yu Nujiao.

Cheng Ling turned the person to control the water for a while, and felt that Yu Nujiao's limbs were still soft, and her heart seemed to be slightly warm. She didn't dare to delay, and immediately put the person back on the deck, and then did it for her again. Chest compressions.

Cheng Ling is very proficient in such first aid skills because he has practiced martial arts since he was a child and because he likes to participate in outdoor sports.

After pressing for a while, seeing that the other party hadn't improved, Cheng Ling suddenly called out to the little maid who was sobbing next to her.

She didn't talk nonsense, she just pulled him away, then pointed at Yu Nujiao and said: "Come on, listen to my command, give your wife some Yang Qi, so that she can return to Yang."

The little maid was stunned, and then looked at Cheng Ling straight and bewildered.

Cheng Ling stood up directly, pinched the back of her neck and pressed her down lightly, and said, "mouth to mouth, will you? If not, I will come in person."

Come in person? Is this worth it?

The little maid was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "I will!"

After saying that, she threw herself on Yu Nujiao's body in a hurry, and then her lips touched Yu Nujiao's slightly white lips.

Cheng Ling pushed the little girl's body to the side again, and said, "Don't get in the way, listen to my command, I'll tell you to blow it, and you blow it again."

The little maid was instructed to obey completely, following the rhythm of Cheng Ling's chest compressions, Cheng Ling shouted: "Blow!" She immediately blows obediently.

After a while, I don't know how long it took.

It's just that the little maid felt that her cheeks were going to go numb, and a chill went straight into her heart. And the people around have already stopped all kinds of voices, and everyone subconsciously even breathed lightly, but a strange sense of tension spread around.

Suddenly, a gust of lake wind blew, and Wang Sanlang coughed lightly for some reason.

When he coughed, the little girl who was blowing for Yu Nujiao trembled inexplicably, and then her heart was vented, her head instantly lifted up, and she blurted out an anxious and panicked voice: "Ah yo!"

The little maid thought that she had done all the work in vain, and that Yu Nujiao would never be able to save her.

But in the next moment, Cheng Ling said: "Wake up, great, I can breathe!"

She let go of the hand that was pressing on Yu Nujiao's body, and Yu Nujiao's chest rose and fell spontaneously, and after a while, she suddenly heard a slight cough, and saw her eyelashes trembling, and a pair of eyes that were as weak as autumn water opened .

Yu Nujiao's eyes gradually became clear, but she said at that time: "Aren't I dead? Why does it seem like I'm back on the boat again?"

Wang Sanlang stood aside, at this moment, his clenched fists finally relaxed a little, but he sneered and said: "You really want to die, but why do you want to die? Are you worthy to decide your own life and death? "

The onlookers were all silent, Yu Nujiao was pale and panted slightly.

She was still lying on the boat deck, Wang Sanlang looked down on her from a height, and the people around her seemed to be like grotesque wax figures, which made Yu Nujiao, who suddenly woke up, feel boundless desolation and indifference.

She felt as if she was still in the water, the water didn't submerge her, but the world's red dust was about to submerge her.

At such a moment, a hand suddenly reached out.

This hand is slender, but warm and powerful. The owner of the hand held one of her hands, and the other hand stretched out to the back of her shoulder and neck... A slight but firm force struck, this Someone is trying to pull her up!

Yu Nujiao subconsciously followed this force and stood up, and then she turned her head to look: it seemed that Qinghui and Huacai entered her eyes at this moment.

Cheng Ling smiled slightly at Yu Nujiao, and Yu Nujiao felt that this was simply the beginning of the clouds and the first rain after the rain.

"I..." Yu Nujiao also smiled softly, she smiled at Cheng Ling, and turned her eyes to Wang Sanlang who was opposite.

At this time, Wang Sanlang's face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes fell on the hand that Cheng Ling and Yu Nujiao were holding.

Cheng Ling noticed something and didn't fear him, but she didn't want to cause Yu Nujiao any more trouble, so she let go of her hand, then cupped her hands at Wang Sanlang, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, it's not disgraceful, Yu Niangzi I was rescued by my subordinates."

Wang Sanlang: ...

For some reason, I felt that there was a puff of qi in my throat, neither vomited nor swallowed.

Wang Qilang's joyful voice sounded, and he shouted excitedly: "Great, hahaha! Brother Cheng, you have so many abilities! Where did you learn this method of saving Yang Qi? This, this is simply bringing the dead back to life." God's magic!"

Cheng Lingdao: "When I was young, I heard a wandering Taoist priest tell me about it. In fact, I'm not sure that this method will definitely work. I was able to save Jade Lady this time. In fact, it's because Jade Lady should not die."

She glanced at Yu Nujiao, smiled lightly, and seemed to point out: "It's a great time, maybe this lake is so beautiful, I don't want to let you sink. Yu Niangzi, tell me, but that's the case?"

Yu Nujiao suddenly trembled with both hands, and clasped them in front of her body.

Cheng Ling said to Wang Qilang again: "Actually, there is another name for this method of saving yang energy called artificial respiration. When the Taoist priest passed it on to me, he once said that he would like to spread this method widely in the world, so that more people in the world can fake death. A breath of vitality, like this, can be regarded as his merit."

Wang Qilang said "ah", half understanding: "Artificial respiration, spread all over the world?"

He didn't notice that Guan Yuelin's eyes lit up beside him, and Wang Sanlang's gaze completely moved away from Yu Nujiao, only staring closely at Cheng Ling.