Super Urban Master

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shined through the glass into the hotel room, shining on Qin Hao's young face, emitting a faint halo.

This is a two-person room. The dead leaf monk is lying on another bed, while Qin Hao is sitting on the bed by the window, meditating and adjusting his breath. He was wearing pajamas bought for him by the hotel last night. The military uniform was so dirty because of the fight last night, the hotel attendant had already taken it for dry cleaning.

"Huh." Breathing out in one breath, it turned into a white mist in the sun and gradually dispersed in the air.

After consuming the countless precious spiritual herbs and elixir obtained from corruption in the ring, after a night's breath adjustment, under the magical effect of the self-healing function of the "Eternal Life Formula", the injury in the body was finally completely recovered. Such an abnormal speed of recovery from injuries can only be done with "Eternal Life Formula". Fortunately, he has completed the "Qi Refining" phase of "Eternal Life Formula" focusing on healing functions.

Now think about the battle last night. Although it was not the longest battle, nor was it the most intense battle, it was the most dangerous battle he has encountered so far. If it wasn't for the mobs, maybe he was really done. That battle was completely head-on, without any means or tricks.

In the end, even though he killed E Guantian, he still suffered internal injuries. It seems that there is still a certain gap between himself and the spiritual realm master.

During the healing process, he incidentally comprehended the artistic conception of the later stage of the third-order warrior last night, and slightly stabilized his cultivation.

In fact, Qin Hao is lucky, at least he is still alive now, and he has advanced to a small level.

But Monk Dry Leaf was not so lucky. Although Qin Hao gave him medicine last night and gave him acupuncture to heal his injuries, he still did not wake up.

Qin Hao got out of the bed and came to the bed of Dead Leaf, grabbing the dead leaf monk's thin hand, and pressing his fingertips on his pulse. Although the pulse was very weak, it proved that he was still alive. He has been alive but didn't wake up, is he going to be a vegetable?

Qin Hao sighed helplessly and said to himself: "Master, I have done everything I can do. Whether you can wake up depends on your own good fortune. I hope your Buddha can bless you."

"Tuk-Tuk-Tuk."

The knock at the door disturbed Qin Hao, and a sweet and crisp voice rang outside the door.

"Sir, your clothes are washed and dried." It was the voice of the hotel attendant.

Qin Hao put down the dead leaf monk's thin hand, walked over and opened the door.

Outside the door, a sweet-looking girl stood at the door, holding in both hands the military uniform that Qin Hao asked her to help wash last night. The military uniforms are not only washed, but also neatly folded. Like brand new, the clothes still emit a scent after washing.

"Thank you, this is for your hard work." Qin Hao took over the military uniform and handed over two red heads.

The sweet girl hesitated looking at the red flower ticket, and finally accepted the ticket timidly, "Thank you sir."

After sending the waiter away, Qin Hao went back to the room and put on a military uniform, so that mighty and heroic young officer returned.

Standing in front of the mirror, Qin Hao liked his appearance more and more. He was standing in front of the mirror and showing himself prominently, and there was a slight coughing of dead leaves from the bed.

"Cough cough cough."

Hearing the cough, Qin Hao was taken aback first, then overjoyed, and quickly rushed to the bed of Dead Leaf.

"Master, how do you feel when you wake up?"

Monk Withered Leaf opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Qin Hao's young and heroic face. He was startled at first, with an incredulous expression on his face, "Old Na, are you still alive?"

"Yes, you are still alive." Qin Hao replied affirmatively.

The dead leaf monk trembled all over, turned his head quickly to look around, and finally looked at the sunlight coming in from the window, his expression gradually excited, "Lao Na, Lao Na is really alive." He said, his face was pious, and his hands clasped his hands to declare the Buddha's name , "Amitabha, Lord Buddha bless you."

Qin Hao was speechless, obviously he saved him by himself, okay, what's the matter with the Lord Buddha.

After thanking the Lord Buddha, Monk Dry Leaf thanked Qin Hao again, "Thank you, the little benefactor, for his life-saving grace, Lao Na is not dead, it seems that Lao Na is destined to have a relationship with the little donor."

"Uh..." Qin Hao didn't know how to answer, he was destined.

"I don't know how the little benefactor rescued Lao Na. Lao Na is very curious. Given the depth of the poison that Lao Na was poisoned last night, it is already too late even if he knows the medicine."

"Haha." Qin Hao chuckled, "I am dissatisfied with the master, I know a little about medicine, so I can barely help you detoxify. However, master, you are indeed poisoned too deeply. I brought you to the hotel last night for treatment. After a lot of setbacks, there is still some remaining poison that cannot be removed. I am afraid that you will have to take care of yourself, Master."

Monk Dead Leaf also knew his own situation. If he could live, he would have been blessed by the Lord Buddha. It would be impossible for him to fully recover.

"Also, Master, you'd better not exercise your gong in the past few months, otherwise it will be easy for the residual poison to develop, and that would be very dangerous." Qin Hao solemnly reminded.

"Thank you for the donor." With so much gratitude, Monk Dry Leaf bowed deeply to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao hurriedly waved his hand, "Master, you don't need to be polite, and you don't need to thank me. Don't you Buddhism pay attention to the origin and death? I save you only to repay the three violent spirit pills you gave me. From then on, you and me Because of this, no one owes anyone else." Qin Hao didn't want to have any association with this loving monk. With his own personality, this old monk might still cause some trouble to him in the future.

"Well, now that the fate is over, you and I should say goodbye. I have something to do. The master will rest here for a while. I have already paid the room fee, and the waiter will also explain it. Call them." Qin Hao said solemnly putting on his brand-new military cap. He has been delayed for a whole night, and now he must go out to find Master Bingying and find out about Ye Tianping by the way.

"Donor, please stay." Monk Dry Leaf hurriedly stopped Qin Hao who was about to leave, "Little donor, I believe Lao Na, your fate will not end here, there will be goodbye in the future."

"Come less, it's better not to see." Qin Hao stepped out the door a few steps, thinking that he had persuaded himself over and over again last night not to kill the smiling tiger. With Qin Hao's decisiveness in killing people, if you met such a monk, it would be strange that he would not be annoyed to death in the future.

Qin Hao walked all the way to the street. Although Rongcheng is not a big city, it is still a city. Compared with the deserted night, it also looks very prosperous during the day. There is a constant stream of cars coming and going on the street.

"Stop, don't run."

Qin Hao was about to walk into the crowd, and the sudden sound of shouts attracted his attention, and then he looked in the direction of the sound.

There was a commotion in the crowd not far away. A middle-aged woman ran in panic in the front, and several people in the back were chasing after him frantically.

This chase caused passers-by to dodge in panic. Many of the stalls set up next to the street were knocked over by them, causing the stall owners to stand there and yelling.

No one who is chasing has time to deal with the scolding stall owners, they are chasing the woman in front of them vigorously.

Qin Hao glanced at these people with a glance, and was surprised to find that they were all martial artists.

The strange thing is that the middle-aged woman in front made him feel a familiar breath, which seemed to have been in someone. By the way, Shi Bingying, it seems that Shi Bingying also has this similar familiar aura?

Thinking of Shi Bingying, Qin Hao suddenly stunned. Could this person have anything to do with Shi Bingying? Is it that she and Shi Bingying are both from Shu Jingzhai?