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, looking forward to seeing through, but her husband has not yet returned home, life and death are uncertain.

Shen Yao was restless, and asked the maid again: "Dangtang Liangzhou Duan's family, what happened?"

The servant girl refused to speak clearly at first, but she couldn't hold back Shen Yao's pestering again and again, so she had to tell the truth: "The Devil's Cult...the Devil's Cult sent people here. Mr. Shen, please don't go out."

She only knew that the Demon Cult sent people to besiege Duan's house, but she didn't know that the Demon Cult was attacking menacingly, with a cloud of masters, and the attack was much faster than any previous attack.

As we all know, around the Duan family's mansion, there is a peach blossom formation of Tiangang.The formations were varied and mysterious, even a young talent like Chu Kairong lost his head in the formations, relying on a Duan family guard to lead the way to the front hall.

Everyone in the Duan family thought that the demon cult gangsters would be trapped by the Tiangang Peach Blossom Formation.

Unexpectedly, those gangsters used rainwater to strung strings to level the Peach Blossom Forest in an instant.

When Wei Lingfeng heard about this, his first reaction was: "Yuntang is here."

He was just talking to himself, Huang Banxia held the medicinal material and asked him: "What is it? Who are you talking about?"

Wei Lingfeng shook his head, without further explanation.He and Huang Banxia stood outside the corridor, and the guards on guard clasped their fists at them: "Doctor Wei, please enter the house to take refuge. The Peach Blossom Forest has been broken, and the Demon Sect members are extremely vicious..."

Before the guard could finish his sentence, he suddenly drew his sword.

Wei Lingfeng turned his head, just in time to see a girl in Tsing Yi.The girl had sly eyebrows, curly hair on her temples, and a beautiful and moving appearance, but she was carrying a machete, the edge of which was stained with blood.Behind her are four men in black.

Wei Lingfeng made a mouth shape: "Liu Qingqing?"

Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled at him.

The guards of the Duan family stood between the two of them.

The guards of the Duan family didn't say a word of nonsense, they volleyed in the air, and the tip of the sword moved forward.Liu Qingqing took advantage of her strength and flew quickly, her robes stretched across a big tree.The moment she stepped away from the tree trunk, she hit the knife light with her backhand, and the four men in black who were from the Devil's Cult even outflanked the Duan family guards from multiple directions from the southeast to the northwest, forcing the Duan family guards into a deadlock on the spot.

Wei Lingfeng raised a hand to block Huang Banxia's eyes.

After he stretched out his hand, Liu Qingqing cut off the head of the guard's neck.

Next, Liu Qingqing held a knife in her right hand, with blood on the sole of her shoe, making crimson footprints step by step, Pingping Tingting walked towards Wei Lingfeng.

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☆, Robbery ([-])

Wei Lingfeng smelled a strong smell of blood.He also carried a few herbs in his sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Liu Qingqing, your martial arts have improved a lot."

Liu Qingqing circled around him.When the two looked at each other, Liu Qingqing waved her hand, and said in a very soft voice, "Hurry up and go."

Wei Lingfeng didn't feel the murderous aura from her, and was about to say goodbye, but Huang Banxia suddenly said, "The Devil's Cult...the Devil's Cult's beast!"

In the vast rain curtain, the blood was washed by the rain, eroding the abundant grassland.Huang Banxia raised her chin, looked at the body of the guard of the Duan family, thinking that he was still standing in front of her just now, and he was still a living man.Now, his soul is flying to the west, dead without a whole body.

How old is he?

Where are his parents and relatives?

Did he get murdered just to protect himself and Wei Lingfeng?Otherwise, his qinggong is excellent, wouldn't it be easier to escape?

Huang Banxia's hands and feet trembled violently, and her face was pale.He was actually terrified and panicked to the extreme.But the more frightened he was, the angrier he became, and he struggled for no reason. He yelled: "The demon sect is evil, men steal women and prostitutes! You shameless dirty bones! Smelly things that are not as good as pigs and dogs! Do evil, kill innocent people indiscriminately, Heaven has eyes, good and evil are rewarded, and will definitely take away you gang of thieves!"

He raised his throat and roared angrily.

He jumped in place, his muscles and bones were burning.

He wished he could take out a sword and avenge the warriors of the Duan family immediately.

Liu Qingqingpi smiled without a smile, and approached slowly.Her eyes were provocative, like a cat seeing a mouse.

The men in black around were about to make a move, but were stopped by Liu Qingqing.She said: "I want to cut open the young man's chest... Take out his heart and see if his blood is redder than others?"

Wei Lingfeng clasped his fists and saluted: "The disputes in the Jianghu are complicated. Those words were not his original intention."

Liu Qingqing pushed Wei Lingfeng away, and pointed the sharp knife point at Huang Banxia.

Huang Banxia's body was stiff, her shoulders were trembling and undulating.His crotch was wet, and pale yellow water droplets splashed out—it turned out that he had wet his pants.

He was ashamed and annoyed, quickly closed his eyes tightly, and urged: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you!"

No one answered.

Huang Banxia heard the soft ringing of the silver bell on Liu Qingqing's wrist, and the expected severe pain never came.

After a while, the sound of rain in the courtyard was far away, and Wei Lingfeng patted Huang Banxia on the back: "She's gone."

Huang Banxia opened her eyes, as if recovering from a serious illness, she fell to the ground.

Wei Lingfeng looked at him and said condescendingly: "The two factions are fighting, just like killing an enemy on the battlefield. Whether they live or die depends on that person's fortune. The Duan family kills the Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect kills the Duan family. Report, there is no distinction between good and evil."

Huang Banxia straightened her neck and stammered, "The guard...he is innocent."

Wei Lingfeng said, "As a warrior of the Duan family, he is in his position and seeks to govern. Since he enjoys the prestige of the Duan family, he has to work for others."

Huang Banxia was still in a daze, and couldn't listen to Wei Lingfeng's words.He rubbed his face with one hand and covered his chest with the other, and after a while, he cried silently.

"Tomorrow morning," Wei Lingfeng sighed, "you go back to Anjiang City first, and you don't have to follow us anymore. The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and people's hearts are unpredictable. You are still a child who has not grown up."

Huang Banxia raised her head upon hearing the words, only to see Wei Lingfeng's back.In the blink of an eye, Huang Banxia couldn't see him anymore.

Wei Lingfeng's figure disappeared in a flash.He walked into a piece of lush grass, his shoes not touching the ground, floating like a ghost.He has clear ears and eyesight, he is good at seeing six directions and listening to all directions, and soon caught up with Liu Qingqing and others.

Liu Qingqing stepped forward bravely and joined a chaotic and fierce battle.

The masters of the Devil's Cult have already cleared the dungeon of Duan's family.Today, the sudden appearance of thunder and the disturbance of wind and rain are not conducive to the Duan family's grand sword formation.But Yun Tang, the leader of the Devil's Cult, practiced immeasurable magical skills, transforming all things into clouds and rains, like a broken bamboo.

Yuntang was wearing a red dress, and walked barefoot in the void.

Her gauze skirt was cut by sword energy, revealing a white ankle.The warriors of the Duan family slashed with their swords, Yuntang smiled at them, his beautiful eyes were looking forward, bright and beautiful, like a shameless monster.

"Wuhen, go and kill her!" A certain grandmaster of the Duan family spoke.

Duan Wuhen's long sword was stained with blood.He has already dealt with five hidden guards of the Demon Cult.Those people were all highly skilled dead soldiers with clear goals, and they entangled him one after another, but they were all cut in two by Duan Wuhen's sword.

He held the sword in his backhand, pointing his toes to the ground.

The sword air flow overflowed in the void, piercing through a torrential rain, like a roaring army of thousands of horses, intertwined into an impenetrable vortex, and pierced straight towards Yuntang.

He wanted her to die.

Yuntang stared at Duan Wuhen for a long time, his eyes resting on his face.She turned over her palms, her sleeves fluttered like butterflies, and the big trees in the entire courtyard were uprooted, hitting Duan Wuhen's fierce sword wind.

She smiled and said, "Your face is blind for nothing."

Wei Lingfeng also heard this sentence.

He supported the stone wall and leaned against a rockery.He noticed the master of the Duan family in the distance - he was about 70 to [-] years old, with gray hair on his temples, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, and looked like a dignified old man.

The old man sat cross-legged on the ground, with Qian Kun hidden in his sleeves.He is twisting seven hidden weapons with five fingers, which is exactly the legendary "Seven Stars Slash", exquisite and sharp, invincible.

When Yuntang and Duan Wuhen were fighting, the old man aimed at Yuntang.Qixing Zhan flew with the trend, killing decisively, stirring up a bloody storm, even more violent than locusts crossing the border.

Wei Lingfeng picked up the scattered stones on the ground, put them in his palm, and weighed them for a while.He gathered strength silently, and the stone was crushed into ashes.Then, he put his fingers together, and the dust floated into the void, clinging to the raindrops falling from the sky, like a spider web that uses softness to overcome rigidity.

This crude spider web firmly blocked Qixing Zhan.

Even Duan Wuhen was separated.

Yuntang backed away unscathed.She looked thoughtfully at the outside of the rockery.

Seeing her in a daze, Guardian Zuo hurriedly called out, "Master?"

She murmured to herself: "In this world, besides me, there are people who can do immeasurable magical skills. Where is he divine?"

Protector Zuo wore a mask today.He didn't show his true face, but he saw Duan Wuhen.

Duan Wuhen used all his strength to break through the barrier blocking the way.He walked against the wind and went straight to Yuntang, which brought a great sense of oppression. Yuntang pulled the sleeve of the left protector and asked him: "Help me hold Duan Wuhen, if you can kill him The best. He has a face just like yours, who knows how annoying he is."

Guardian Zuo took the order without any hesitation.

Yuntang rolled her eyes and leaned into his ear and said, "If you can't tell the winner, you might as well take off the mask and let him see your blood relatives."

☆, Robbery ([-])

Yuntang obviously has bad intentions.

Although there were no rumors in the Jianghu, many people in the Fu Hua Sect knew that the young master of the Duan family was similar to Zuo Hufa in appearance.

Zuo Hufa is extremely talented, highly regarded, withdrawn and indifferent, and his martial arts are unfathomable.He doesn't listen to outside affairs, and concentrates on practicing martial arts and swordsmanship. Even if he is in Fuhuajiao, few people dare to provoke him.

Except Yuntang.

Yun Tang grew up with him, and they were childhood sweethearts.When she was young, she often came to him to discuss skills, blatantly provoked her, and called him by his first name: "Cheng Xueluo, draw out your sword! I want to know, what level has your realm reached?"

Cheng Xueluo fought her with his sword out of its sheath.

She said with resentment: "You just wait for me, when I finish the "Pihan Sword Manual", "Tianxiao Vajra Jue", "Infinite Divine Art", "Zhaowu Eighteen Forms"... I will far surpass you. "

At that time, Yuntang was six years old and Cheng Xueluo was nine years old.

Cheng Xueluo would find her annoying at first.He often thinks, women love to talk nonsense, women are really troublesome.But he rarely showed his emotions, so Yuntang didn't know that he hated her.

Yuntang's father has only one daughter under his knees.As the old leader of the Fuhua Sect, he is notorious for killing people like hemp, but like many fathers in the world, he regards his daughter as the apple of his eye, pampering and loving her in every possible way.He personally taught Yun Tang how to practice internal energy, and when he was dying, he even passed on all the internal energy to his daughter, causing the blood to flow backwards, five internal organs burst, and his death was miserable and painful.

Yuntang inherited her father's mantle, but her life is not easy.Her internal strength is extremely strong, she is undoubtedly the first in the martial arts, but she cannot be naturalized and integrated, and she has been struggling for several years, almost going crazy.

Before that, she went to the alchemy school precisely because her tendons were damaged and there was no cure.

For many nights, Yuntang tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.Cheng Xueluo, as the guardian of the left, was ordered to accompany her.Yuntang then chatted with Cheng Xueluo: "People in the world are martial arts, practicing internal strength, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, palming... But you say, what's the use of this? They can cut through the world with a single sword, seek their own purity, and achieve Taoism Immortal?"

At that time, Yuntang was 20 years old and Cheng Xueluo was 23 years old.

Under the same roof, they have been together day and night for more than ten years.He could almost guess what she was thinking.Sure enough, she said next: "The enemy is not the enemy, and the friend is not the friend. Although you are the left protector of the Fuhua Sect, your father and brother are both in the Duan family."

She lay on her side on the bed, and suddenly smiled with her lips curled up, appearing incorruptible and disrespectful.

Cheng Xueluo didn't make any excuses.He has seen thousands of miles of white clouds across the grassland, and he has also seen warriors slaughtering cities and starving to death, but he has never seen the Duan family, and he does not know what "blood is thicker than water, and brotherhood is deep".

Today, he met Duan Wuhen on a narrow road, without a trace of hatred or burden in his heart.

Duan Wuhen saw that Yuntang had escaped the pursuit, and rushed into the dungeon like a moving shadow.He frowned slightly, and struck the ground with the sword, a white light suddenly appeared, lingering around the sword - he was going to hang Yuntang alive with a violent sword rain.

A voice came from beside my ear: "Duan Wuhen?"

He followed the sound and looked sideways, swung his sword and raised it to cut.

Heavy rain fell on the sword, splashing trivial sprays.

With a turn of Cheng Xueluo's sword, the water droplets were cut into tiny pieces.He walked around behind Duan Wuhen, his movements were treacherous, and his killing intent broke through the sky.

People who practice martial arts are strong and strong, but there is a dead spot, which varies from person to person.Duan Wuhen's Achilles' heel was two inches below the back of his neck, and no one except his father knew the secret—Duan Wuhen originally thought so.However, the masked man specialized in his Achilles' heel.

Duan Wuhen has always been proud of his superb swordsmanship, but he never thought that a seemingly young man in the Demon Cult would be a bit difficult to deal with.All his ultimate moves were dispelled by the opponent... He braked quietly, his sword energy filled his sleeves, and he slashed backwards like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, cutting the opponent's sleeve, causing the man's left hand to bleed profusely.

The man lowered his head indifferently, glanced at the wound, and the mask fell off at this moment, revealing his face.

The sound of the rain seems to have stagnated, and everything is still.

Duan Wuhen's murderous aura dropped sharply.

He held the hilt of his sword with loose fingers.In the bloody courtyard, when the Duan family and the Demon Cult were fighting endlessly, Duan Wuhen was distracted for a few moments.Then, Cheng Xueluo's sword tip slashed across his chest, piercing his flesh and blood, piercing his heart and lungs.

The bloody water was accompanied by colic, like a torrent opening the gate, dyeing the material of his clothes a thick crimson.

He held Cheng Xueluo's sword and said, "Cheng Xueluo?"

Perhaps because he was seriously injured, Cheng Xueluo responded, "It's me."

Duan Wuhen asked again: "Are you an older brother or a younger brother?"

Cheng Xueluo said, "Maybe it's your brother."

If it weren't for his sword still stuck in Duan Wuhen's chest, they would really be like a pair of brothers who had been separated for many years and finally recognized each other.

Duan Wuhen's throat was salty, and before he lost his strength, he swirled his fingers suddenly and cut off the tip of Cheng Xueluo's sword.The last words he said were: "The Demon Cult has offended everyone, you are not worthy to be my elder brother..."

His and Cheng Xueluo's voices were similar, too similar.Cheng Xueluo listened to him as if he was talking to himself.

Duan Wuhen thought that Cheng Xueluo would make amends at the fatal spot.In this way, Duan Wuhen must be exhausted.The elders of the Duan family are ten feet away, and they will never be in time.

However, Cheng Xueluo drew his sword backhand, picked up the mask that fell on the ground, and put it on his face again.He followed a few men in black from the Devil's Cult, and stepped across the high masonry wall of the Duan's house in an instant.

Shen Yao can probably guess the intensity of the conflict between the Duan family and the Fuhua Sect.He didn't come to the scene in person, but he could vaguely smell blood.

It has been raining.The rain was so heavy and the wind was blowing in such a hurry that it couldn't wash away the smell of blood, which shows that the Duan family and the Demon Cult suffered heavy casualties.

Shen Yao was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do to help.He is most worried about Wei Lingfeng, and a little... worried about Duan Wuhen, forget it, don't worry about him, this man is extremely skilled in martial arts, who can hurt him?

After a while, Shen Yao remembered the Left Protector of the Demon Sect.He had a good impression of Guardian Zuo, because Guardian Zuo generously rescued Liu Qingqing from harming the people that day, and drew his sword to help when the road was injustice. This is the benevolence and righteousness that Shen Yao believes in.

Just as he thought of this, the front door was suddenly pushed open.

Shen Yao looked up and bumped into... Duan Wuhen.However, Duan Wuhen's left arm seemed to be injured, Shen Yao said with concern: "Yo, you just finished fighting?"

Duan Wuhen looked around and asked him, "Where is Xu Xingxiu?"

Xu Xingxiu had lunch and felt a little sleepy, so he rested in the bedroom and slept.Therefore, without disturbing his senior brother, Shen Yao sat next to Duan Wuhen with two medicine boxes in his arms, and explained: "Xu Xingxiu is resting in the bedroom. You take off your clothes and stop the bleeding as soon as possible. Senior brother Xu Good at regulating internal breath. If you talk about bruises, hemostasis and blood stasis, and injuries, you will definitely come to me."

Today's Duan Wuhen is a little strange.He remained silent, still deliberating, his gaze swept over Shen Yao with a hint of doubt.

Shen Yao sat upright and shook his clothes: "Don't look at me as young, I know what I should know. Our elixir school is built on a mountain. Usually those hunters, woodcutters, farmers and the like are bitten by tigers. Got hacked by an axe, fell to pieces on the mountain road...they will all come looking for me."

Duan Wuhen picked up his medicine box: "Doctor Shen, you have to go back with me."

Shen Yao frowned: "Who else was injured?"

Duan Wuhen said in a general way: "Many people."

Shen Yao pointed to his wound: "Is it more serious than yours?"

Duan Wuhen revealed: "It's much more serious."

He stood still and said politely, "Are you willing to go?"

Without hesitation, Shen Yao said, "Go, of course! The doctor of your Duan family must have less seniority than me."

After saying that, Shen Yao quickly packed up a batch of medicinal materials, as well as the "Stopping Blood Dieda Pills" made by the Danyi School.This kind of pill is full of miraculous effects. Shen Yao originally planned to keep it and sell it to the martial arts hall for money. Hearing that Duan Wuhen needed it, Shen Yao didn't hide it. He carried the medicine box and bottle with his passionate blood Follow him out.

Then, Shen Yao's footsteps stopped at the door.

He saw four men in black.

Only then did Shen Yao realize that Duan Wuhen was not Duan Wuhen, he was Cheng Xueluo.

Cheng Xueluo could no longer tolerate his repentance.Four men in black set up Shen Yao, and snatched Shen Yao, a living man, under the watchful eyes of the chaotic Duan family.

That was Shen Yao's first experience of the power of "Lightness Kung Fu".He was driven by two men in black, through the rain, riding the clouds and stepping on the fog.The rain slid into his nostrils, and he couldn't help coughing, Cheng Xueluo ordered him not to make a sound, so he could only hold back.

The Demon Cult has opened up a stronghold in Liangzhou.Or more than one place. In short, the mansion looks ordinary from the outside, and there are houses like this all over the street.A few green bamboos were planted outside the wall, the trees were shady, the steps were covered with moss, and there was a cluster of light red crabapple blooming.

Shen Yao praised: "Chu Kairong told me that all the nobles in the capital like to buy houses in Liangzhou. Indeed, the mansions in Liangzhou face south and have a quiet mood."

He heard a familiar voice, clear and lingering, like a daughter of Wushan knocking on ice jade: "Doctor Shen?"

When he looked up, he saw Yun Tang.

Shen Yao greeted: "Master Yun."

Yun Tang called him in: "I haven't seen you for a long time, you've lost weight again." Then he said: "Fortunately, your handsome face hasn't changed."

Shen Yao turned his head and saw several unkempt men.His heart trembled, because those people had their tendons and hamstrings broken, their collarbone and lute bone were full of holes, their knees were protruding, their complexion was yellow, and they were so thin that they could clearly see a few ribs on their chests.

Where is this guy from?

Shen Yao put down the medicine box, walked up to him, and took the pulse of one of them.

This man's temple hair is scattered, his eyes are dull, and his appearance is haggard.But he is not old, just judging from his bones, he is no more than 30 years old at most.

Shen Yao pushed back his hair, and asked in a gentle voice, "My lord, what's your surname?"

He replied: "Miangui, his surname is Tantai."

Shen Yao asked again: "What about the name?"

Before finishing speaking, Shen Yao took off the hair tie and wrapped it around his head, covering his eyes.

He stretched out his fingers, dipped a bowl of tea, and wrote on the table.Shen Yao vaguely recognized that what he wrote was: Tan Taiche.

As soon as these three words appeared, Shen Yao suddenly remembered - Tan Taiche!It's that Tantai Toru!There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the Demon Cult has a blood-sucking hall, and the owner of the hall is named Tantai Che.He once killed all the people in a village, drank human blood, ate human flesh, and did all kinds of evil.

Shen Yao jumped away and retreated a foot away.

Tan Taiche spread his palms, covered half of his face, and smiled with the corners of his lips: "What are you afraid of? I'm just a useless person now."

Yuntang Shi Shiran sat next to him and called him: "Master." After a pause, she said: "I have spent a lot of effort to get you out of the dungeon, but I don't want to hear you call yourself A useless person."

Tan Taiche has lived in the dungeon for a long time, and cannot see the light.His five internal organs were damaged, he could not speak a few words, and his figure was already crumbling.

The two pharmacists of the Fuhua Sect stood aside, setting out a row of panacea one after another.Before they opened the porcelain bottle, Yun Tang stretched out a finger and poked Shen Yao's shoulder: "Hello, Dr. Shen?"

Shen Yao remained silent.

He is considering whether he should treat a treacherous and evil person.

In the early years, there was a "Wicked List" in Jianghu, and Tan Taiche ranked first, unshakable.

However, the school rules of the Danyi school are "the heart of the doctor's parents", and it is also "to be upright, to be resolute."

From the perspective of patients alone, they are not any different.

Shen Yao's face showed embarrassment.Yuntang pinched one of his sleeves, and smiled reservedly: "You left the Danyi School to treat the owner of the world's number one village, right? Let me tell you, the owner of the world's number one village , not much more innocent than my master."

Shen Yao only thought she was talking nonsense.The leader of the Devil's Cult is used to manipulating people's hearts and bewitching people with lies.

He said seriously: "I... I have never treated such a patient before."

He fiddled with the panacea on the table: "This is the Lingshou Dazao Pill? It uses Ziheche, Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng, Tianshan snow lotus..."

Before the words fell, a man carrying a silver ring machete not far away shouted: "Brother Shen!"

Hearing this thick and powerful voice for the first time, Shen Yao knew that the person who came was Xiao Huaishan, the "black-faced judge" of Fuhua Sect.A few days ago, when he was in the elixir school, Shen Yao was in charge of treating Xiao Huaishan. In just a few days, he cured Xiao Huaishan's hidden disease, and let Xiao Huaishan bid farewell to frequent urination, urgency and incontinence.

Xiao Huaishan has always had a clear distinction between grievances and grievances.Shen Yao really had the grace to rebuild his lifeblood, so Xiao Huaishan was extra polite: "Doctor Shen, you hang the pot to help the world, and your medical skills are superb. Even if Tan Taiche's condition is special, you can cure it! I know !I trust you!"

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☆, old disease

Shen Yao looked at Xiao Huaishan, momentarily at a loss for words, and murmured: "I'd better heal... Zuo Hufa to stop the bleeding first."

Cheng Xueluo did not accept his kindness.

Cheng Xueluo put down a sword, turned around and went to an inner room.Shen Yao hugged the medicine box and followed behind him silently.The blood seeped into Cheng Xueluo's sleeve, wet the back of his hand, and fell to the ground drop by drop along his slender fingers.

The situation just now was not so serious.It could be seen that Cheng Xueluo's wound had burst open.

Shen Yao put the medicine box on the table, opened Cheng Xueluo's skirt, and said, "You guys can really bear it. Your arm is about to rot, and you still pretend to be indifferent?"

The rain was pouring, the sky was dark, and the lights in the room were not lit.Cheng Xueluo was naked. Topless, his silhouette was slightly reflected on the wall. His muscles were smooth and muscular. From his shoulders to his back, everything showed his strength and strength.

Shen Yao sighed, and thought: With his good fortune, how could he be chopped down so badly?

Cheng Xueluo's left arm was cut with a deep cut, the skin and flesh were torn, and the bones were looming.Shen Yao asked him if it hurt, but he said, "It's okay."

Shen Yao admired him so much that he took out his housekeeping skills, applying medicine to stop bleeding, and acupuncture to remove blood stasis.When he was sweating profusely from work, Cheng Xueluo suddenly picked up his coat with his right hand and put it on if he wanted to say anything.

Shen Yao stopped him, quite annoyed: "Cheng Xueluo, why are you crazy? Do you want this arm?"

Cheng Xueluo turned her head and looked at the door.

Shen Yao followed his gaze and saw Yuntang leaning against the wall, smiling half-smile.She walks barefoot, her feet never touch the ground, and the hem of her skirt moves without wind, like lotus leaves rippling on the water bank, or like snow piled up in a jade pond in the clouds.

She said: "Guardian Zuo, let me take another look, and I won't lose a piece of meat."

Shen Yao echoed: "That's right, a man, don't stick to the etiquette. People just look at you, but they don't touch you. What are you afraid of, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Yuntang put his hand on Cheng Xueluo's left shoulder.She put her five fingers together, as flexible as a snake, slid down his shoulder blades, and touched his back as if she were playing a sword or a piano.

Shen Yao only felt that he was slapped in the face on the spot.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he advised: "Yun, Yuntang, don't touch him, his condition, condition is not good."

Yuntang's expression was serious: "I want to see if he hurt his bones."

Shen Yao was puzzled: "Are you still going to touch the bone for an injury?"

Yuntang slowly sat down: "I have become a doctor after a long illness, so I naturally understand a little bit."

Cheng Xueluo had already calmed down, her pulse and breath were very calm.Shen Yao lowered his head to bandage him, and said: "I'll leave you two bottles of medicine, take it in the morning and evening, and you'll see better in five days. In these few days, you should avoid alcohol and spicy food..."

He suddenly raised his head and met Cheng Xueluo's gaze: "Also, it's best not to fight. Your injury is not serious, you should rest."

Before Cheng Xueluo could speak, Yuntang ordered: "Early tomorrow morning, you and Xiao Huaishan will go back to the main altar first."

Cheng Xueluo didn't respond.Yuntang observed his expression, and asked with a smile, "Don't you want to?"

Cheng Xueluo's tone was as usual, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him: "The Duan family is a well-known martial arts family, and you bought the bottom half a day..."

Yuntang was playing with a candlestick, rubbing the core of the red candle, the fire light splashed between her fingers, and instantly shone everywhere: "So what? Haven't I offended too many people?"

Cheng Xueluo caught a glimpse of Shen Yao and hesitated to speak.

Yuntang didn't take it seriously.She could clearly transmit sound with internal strength, but she wanted to stick to Cheng Xueluo's ear, and whispered to him: "At that time, a great opportunity is in front of you, why didn't you kill Duan Wuhen?"

Shen Yao couldn't figure out what they were talking about.He packed up the medicine bottles and white gauze, picked up the medicine box, and left the inner room.After going out, he happened to bump into two doctors from Fuhua Sect, and they talked about the pharmacology, and the three of them had different opinions.

A certain doctor insisted on using Shiquan Dabu Pills.He said: Tantaiche's heart palpitations, shortness of breath, liver blood deficiency, spleen not capturing yin, and long-term decline of the disease are signs that the end of life is approaching.Only Shi Quan Da Bu Wan can save his life.

Shen Yao was short of cursing: quack doctor!

He retorted sharply: "Have you ever read medical books? Tantaiche has been imprisoned for several years. He suffered from hyperactivity of yin and deficiency of yang, suffered a great loss, and didn't even have a full meal. You still have to give him Shiquan Dabu Wan, do you think he died too slowly?"

The doctor's face was like white wax, and he became angry from embarrassment: "Where did you come from, arrogant child! This old man has been practicing medicine for twenty years, and he is proficient in medical classics and pharmacology, how can he misdiagnose the disease!"

Another doctor was persuaded by him, nodded his head slightly and said: "That's it. We brought Shi Quan Da Bu Wan, take it three times a day, and the medicine will cure the disease."

With a wave of his sleeves, Shen Yao blocked their way: "You are treating people so hastily?"

The doctor in front of him said: "It's not that we were careless, it's because Tantaiche couldn't drag it on for too long. His back is full of welts, his bones are bony, new wounds are old, and there are honey stains, attracting ants to eat him."

Shen Yao was shocked when he heard the words, his heart skipped a beat: "Who dripped honey for him?"

"Who else?" The doctor yelled angrily, "It's not the Duan family!"

Another doctor stroked his beard: "Maybe it's the young master of the Duan family. What's his name? Duan Wuhen."

But Shen Yao said: "No, Duan Wuhen wouldn't do such a thing."

When the two doctors heard this, they sneered slightly: "The so-called decent family is a group of hungry wolves in sheep's clothing."

Shen Yao pushed them away and ran to the room where Tantaiche was.The two doctors did not follow him, they stood still and watched his back.

At the same time, Yun Tang also leaned against the window, and sighed: "Shen Yao is young and energetic, and he is most suitable for aggressive methods."

Cheng Xueluo knowingly asked, "You set him up?"

Yuntang opened a window, looked at the backyard where the rain was getting heavier, and said lightly: "The pharmacist I brought is indeed not as skilled as Shen Yao. Instead of letting them try, it's better to let them pretend to be crazy and force Shen Yao Yao enters the game."

Cheng Xueluo's voice was cold: "For Tantaiche, the sect master really puts all his energy into it."

He turned his head slowly, only to see that the candle was dimly lit, dripping wax into flowers.

Shen Yao walked like flying, like a newborn calf, rushed into Tantaiche's bedroom.

Tantaiche's clothes were disheveled, he was weak and pale, not like a living person.Even so, he was still standing by the table, leaning on a wall, not knowing what the hell he was doing.

Shen Yao didn't say much, and tore off his coat in one fell swoop, and really saw the hideous and terrifying back.

Shen Yao panicked, "You...how did you survive?"

Tan Taiche's eyes were temporarily blind.Shen Yao's hair band blindfolded his eyes, making his chin even more thin and his nose bridge straight.With rough and dry palms, he stroked the table back and forth, repeating: "This is the table." Then, he gripped a cup of hot tea tightly: "This is the cup."

Shen Yao thought to himself: It's over, this person has gone crazy.

Tantaiche said half with hatred, half with a smile: "I am not the one who slaughtered the village. Do you believe it?"

Shen Yao said perfunctorily: "I believe it, I believe it. You take off your clothes quickly... Let me see how your injury is." After a pause, Shen Yao tentatively asked: "Well, Brother Tantai, do you recognize it? Do you know Duan Wuhen?"

"I know," Tantai stood upright, like a withered old pine tree, "I am useless in martial arts, it is thanks to him."

☆, ask the heart

In the arena, abolishing martial arts is like killing one's parents.

Tan Taiche became famous at a young age, amazingly talented, and today he has fallen to the end of being powerless, so it is conceivable that he hates Duan Wuhen.

Shen Yao sorted out the cause and effect: Tan Taiche claimed that he did not slaughter the village.But he was captured by the martial arts master and imprisoned in Duan's dungeon. He has been humiliated and abused in the past few years. If he is really innocent, how unlucky must he be?

Shen Yao felt a headache.He opened the medicine box and took out a few bottles of pills from Danyi. After hesitating for a moment, he handed them to Tan Taiche: "This is the medicine made by my master and senior brother to clear the meridians and remove the clouds. Liver stagnation."

After saying that, he touched Tantai Che's wrist and felt that this person's bones were hard and he was extremely thin.

"You can only eat some liquid food," Shen Yao instructed, "I will talk to Yuntang later."

Tantai Che was exhausted and fell down on the wooden chair.His complexion was extremely pale, like frozen suet jade, and his eyes were blindfolded, making him even more morbid.

He said, "Tea, I want tea."

Shen Yao picked up the cup and put it to his mouth.But he gently pushed Shen Yao's hand away, and calmly said: "What are these things. I just want the West Lake Longjing from Qingming Guyu, the tin pot from Gusu, and the tea stove from Xiangfeizhu..."

Shen Yao was dumbfounded: "I can't tell, you are quite particular."

He spread out a piece of rice paper and picked up a brush: "Tantaiche, what else do you want? After you tell me once, I'll tell Yuntang. Your leader is very rich, so this little thing is nothing to her. "

He wrote down the words "Qingming Grain Rain, West Lake Longjing", and suddenly said: "By the way, you can't drink."

Tan Taiche laughed at himself.In the middle of laughing, he bent over to support the table and coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough out a hole in his heart and lungs.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Shen Yao lifted his shoulder bones, pinched the silver needle, and inserted it into several acupuncture points.

Tantaiche cleared the trachea and stopped coughing.

Shen Yao poured out another pill, let Tantaiche hold it in his mouth, and instructed: Unless the pill melts, you can't speak.

Hearing the words, Tan Taiche nodded his head.

Originally, Shen Yao was worried that Tantaiche would suddenly go crazy and his relatives would deny him, but he didn't expect that Tantaiche's writing was weak and he cooperated very well.Except for some pickiness and affluence, he is considered a normal person in other respects.

But next, Shen Yao asked him to take off his pants and examine his limbs, but he refused to die.He clenched the edge of the table with his right hand, his veins bulged, his five fingers were as thin and long as bones, and in an instant, he crushed a corner of the wooden table to pieces.

Seeing this, Shen Yao was shocked.

This fucking is also called "wasted martial arts"?

Shen Yao put oil on the soles of his feet, ran out of the room, and bumped his head against Cheng Xueluo's firm chest.

Shen Yao felt as if he had hit a rock, and his head hurt even more.

He shouted angrily: "Damn it! You all don't tell the truth to me. You hide your illness and avoid your doctor! Do you know how to write these four words?"

Cheng Xueluo didn't understand why Shen Yao was so angry.

It was Tan Taiche who reacted and argued: "I was picked off