Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

The Poison Hand Medicine King stood outside the window on tiptoe.

After he learned that Guo Jing had returned to the prefectural governor's mansion, he came over immediately because he really didn't want to get involved in the war with the Mongols. He wanted to go back to find his son-in-law and daughter.

But he didn't expect that when he saw Guo Jing's back, he found that Guo Jing had sneaked into the deepest part of the prefectural governor's mansion and then entered a room. There were heavy soldiers guarding outside the room, as if he wanted to hide something deliberately.

Years of experience made the Poison Hand Medicine King notice the abnormality at the first time.

After thinking for a moment, he quietly approached the room and bypassed the first.

Then he heard everything in the room.

He was just curious at first, but the more he listened, the more he realized that something was wrong. Why did Guo Jing want to rebel against the Song Dynasty?

Especially after listening to the whole thing.

The Poison Hand Medicine King's face immediately became ugly.

The Poison Hand Medicine King was not a supporter of the Song Dynasty. But the Poison Hand Medicine King was a Song Dynasty person.

Although he had no fixed place to live, the place he stayed most in was southern Xinjiang.

But he never denied that he was a Song Dynasty person.

Therefore, he never thought of betraying the Song Dynasty.

Although he said that if the Song Dynasty was destroyed by foreign enemies one day, he did not want to avenge the Song Dynasty.

But the Poison Hand Medicine King knew everything about Guo Jing.

Seeing that this leader of the rivers and lakes actually wanted to take advantage of such chaos to establish himself as a king and plot for the world.

He still felt a little awkward in his heart.

He didn't understand why he felt such a contrast in his heart when he was used to all kinds of right and wrong and betrayal.

But at this moment, a palm broke through the restraint of the window and slapped his chest. The Poison Hand Medicine King screamed immediately, waved his hand to stop it, and retreated to the back.

A crisp collision sound came from the place of impact.

The arm of the Poison Hand Medicine King was like a fragile bamboo pole.

The arm was broken and twisted quickly, bones and flesh separated rapidly, and blood mist sprayed out from the side of the arm.

The old man rolled on the ground.

The other hand wiped his waist, and green powder sprayed out from the gap of the palm. At the same time, poison needles with cold light were also sprayed out.

After doing all this.

He ran away, leaving only the green poison powder flying all over the sky behind him.

"Paiyun Palm!" A scolding voice came.

Then a fierce gale sprayed out from the window.

The air wave rolled.

Whether it was the deadly poison powder or the ice soul silver needles hidden between the poison powder, they were all blown back again. And at this faster speed, they swept towards the back of the Poison Hand Medicine King.

The Poison Hand Medicine King did not look back.

Instead, he turned around and sprinkled a handful of poison powder.

But the color of this poison powder was dazzling pink.

The two kinds of poison powder collided with each other, and crackling sounds rang out of thin air.

The ice spirit silver needles hidden in it were immediately blown by the crackling wind and fell to the ground.

The Poison Hand Medicine King ran outside without looking back.

Just as he was about to escape from the small courtyard, a steel knife suddenly chopped him in the face.

The style of this steel knife was not the style of a Pudao.

It was a style that the Poison Hand Medicine King had never seen before.

Moreover, there were nine bright golden halos inlaid on the back of the knife, which looked very gorgeous and unusually beautiful.

However, at this moment, the Poison Hand Medicine King had no time to appreciate it. He could only bend down again, tap his feet lightly on the ground, and the whole person rushed forward like a flying arrow, and his body naturally became shorter.

But just as he was about to rub the edge of the steel knife, the steel knife suddenly moved downwards.

The Poison Hand Medicine King's eyes were about to burst, and his feet, which had already left the ground, stepped hard again, and then the whole person quickly flew up from the ground and rubbed the blade to cut through. Although he succeeded in not letting the steel knife split him in half from the middle. But there was still a nasty wound on his body, and blood flowed out of the wound like it was free, and dripped onto the ground.

It looked extremely bloody.

The Poison Hand Medicine King looked fiercely at the guy who suddenly rushed out to attack him. He recognized the identity of this guy. If he remembered correctly, this guy should be the guard standing outside just now.

He just bypassed him and came in.

In fact, the Poison Hand Medicine King had the time and opportunity to kill him just now.

But after hesitating for a moment, he did not do so.

Facts have proved that sometimes a woman's kindness is not necessarily a good thing.

The Poison Hand Medicine King sighed in his heart, after all, he was old.

If it was in the past.

How could he encounter such a thing?

He continued to run outside.

He knew that at this moment, only Wu Gong could save him.

Therefore, after escaping from this courtyard, he did not run towards the gate of the prefectural governor's mansion in a panic, but ran towards the inside of the prefectural governor's mansion, where Wu Gong was.

"Chase! Don't let him get away."

He carefully bypassed two balls of poisonous powder that collided with each other in the air.

A few guys dressed as Confucian scholars chased at the front.

Don't look at them, they all look weak.

But his movements were quick and powerful, and his whole body was filled with vitality.

Obviously, he is also a powerful first-class master.

But what is strange is that the Kunlun School's famous stunt, Pai Yun Palm, is the Kunlun School's stunt. Except for direct disciples, others do not have any opportunity or power to learn. Even the famous Langhuan Cave has no records related to Paiyunzhang.

There are not many people in the entire Kunlun sect who have learned this palm technique.

And each one is an old elder in the sect. Among the younger generation of disciples, although some are studying, most of them are not yet in the mainstream.

This row of cloud palms emphasizes the Qi penetrating the rainbow.

Only with the support of thick zhenqi can the palm technique be used. The young disciple simply did not have such a thick amount of Qi, so it was simply a dream to strike out with such a palm that could penetrate the rainbow.

But at this moment, the few Confucian scholars in the room are obviously good at Paiyun Palm, and they don't look too old. But the palm skills he produced were like a mighty river, flowing continuously!

The Poison Hand Medicine King was muttering in his heart as he ran, and he sensitively sensed something was wrong.

However, the injuries on his body prevented him from thinking randomly.

Blood dripped on the ground drop after drop.

It was like a guiding light in the dark night.

The pursuers behind him were in hot pursuit.

In the blink of an eye, we are about to catch up again.

The Poison Hand Medicine King suddenly threw a handful of black dust behind him again.

This immediately attracted the attention of the pursuers behind him.

The one standing at the front sneered. He waved his palm and a rolling gust of wind shot out from the center of his palm. But when he saw that the gust of wind was about to come into contact with the black poisonous dust, the Poison Hand Medicine King suddenly waved his hand back, and a stick that had just been The ignited fire rod immediately collided with the black dust.

The next second, dazzling firelight began to flash in the air.

The sound of rumbling and rumbling is endless.

The Confucian scholar who rushed at the front had no time to dodge.

But he didn't panic at all.

Waving his arms again, the wind blew forward at an even more violent speed.

But when the strong wind came into contact with the flames burning in the air, not only did the flames not be blown away, but they burned even more intensely, and the sound of crackling explosions was heard endlessly.

The Confucian scholar couldn't dodge in time and twisted his body crazily in time and space.

But it was of no use.

He could only scream and struggle into the flames.

The flame continues to burn.

When the Confucian scholars who caught up behind saw this scene, they immediately tried their best to save him.

No one is chasing the Poison Hand Medicine King anymore.

And others, those people in the world who took refuge in Guo Jing.

Seeing how troublesome this old man was, naturally he didn't dare to pursue him.

He could only watch and let the Poison Hand Medicine King disappear into the distance.

Wu Gong heard the sound coming from outside.

Immediately walked out of the house.

After Guo Jing came back.

Wu Gong handed over all the work at hand.

Every day is a break from shopping, chatting with Li Mochou, Wang Yuyan and the others.

It's quite a leisurely time.

Seeing that the Poison Hand Medicine King struggled and ran in from the outside.

Wu Gong was startled at first, and then quickly stepped forward to greet him.

He stretched out his hand to support the Poison Hand Medicine King.

Immediately afterwards, the green light on his hand continued to flash, trying to save the wounds on the poisonous hand medicine king, "Old guy, why are you injured like this?"

The Poison Hand Medicine King spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at the internal organs wrapped in the blood, and immediately said with hatred: "These damn guys are really deadly. I'm sorry, I may have gotten you into trouble."

Wu Gong was stunned, then he laughed and said: "What's the trouble? You old guy, this is the first time I've seen you so serious in such a long time. The two of us have not been friends for a day or two. This way Come here. I have already regarded you as one of my own, and now you say these words, which makes me feel strangely angry."

The old man let out a long sigh. He felt the warmth spreading over his body. Just as he was about to say something, there was suddenly the sound of dense footsteps behind him.

Wu Gong looked towards the courtyard gate behind him, and a bunch of people came running out with a huff.

They are all unknown to me.

However, when Guo Jing came back, there were several people staying with Guo Jing.

Seeing the poisonous hand medicine king and Wu Gong with green light shining on his hand, these people looked at each other, but did not take action immediately.

Especially those who follow Guo Jing.

When he came back with Guo Jing, Guo Jing respected this young man very much.

In addition, according to what they learned, this young man was the godson of Guo Jing and Huang Rongshou, and his status was naturally many times higher than that of outsiders like them.

Wu Gong frowned and said, "Who are you? Why did you break into my yard?"

At this moment, several more Confucian scholars rushed in from outside.

When they saw the people standing still, they immediately frowned and said, "Hurry up. That old guy heard our conversation and must not stay."

After being scolded, I found that these people actually didn't listen to their words at all and still stood where they were.

They looked at Wu Gong with some confusion.

He saw an unknown young man and a green light shining on his hand.

A look of horror suddenly flashed across several people's faces.

They didn't know Wu Gong, and they didn't come back with Guo Jing when they came back.

But enter the prefect's mansion through the back door.

Therefore, it is natural not to know the relationship between Wu Gong and Guo Jing.

But after they saw the green light.

But they all showed expressions as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Wu Gong saw that the wounds on Poison Hand Medicine King's body were almost healed, so he helped the old guy and sat on the ground.

"I ask again, who are you?

Why are you trespassing in my yard? If you don't say anything, I will take action. "

Seeing these guys with murderous intent all over their bodies, Wu Gong raised his eyebrows and slowly put his palms behind his back.

Li Mochou's people also poked their heads out of the house.

They also had weapons in their hands, and they seemed to be ready to support Wu Gong anytime and anywhere.

The two sides in Wugong were at war with each other.

But no one said a word.

Wu Gong was a little impatient waiting.

Just about to continue.

Guo Jing walked in from outside.

Just one look and they understood what was going on.

He smiled and said to Wu Gong: "Gong, this is all a misunderstanding."

He waved his hands to the people behind him, signaling them all to exit.

Wu Gong also waved to Li Mochou behind him, who rushed over and brought the old guy, the Poison Hand Medicine King, into the house.

"What happened to Uncle Guo? I invited the King of Poisonous Hand Medicine to treat your illness. You don't need it now, but you don't need to kill the donkey."

Guo Jing rolled his eyes and said, "Gong'er, who do you think I am? How could I be that kind of person? This is all a misunderstanding. As for what happened, go ask your godmother .Gong'er, will this poisonous medicine king spread gossip everywhere?"

Wu Gong narrowed his eyes and said, "I can't guarantee this mouth for him, but his reputation is well-known throughout the world. There are many old guys and monsters in the world. They are all his close friends. Even Qiu Chuji from the Quanzhen Sect is his good friend.”

Guo Jing was stunned for a moment and said, "He and Master Qiu are still good friends? Then I'm relieved." Then he chatted for a few more words, turned around and left the yard.

Wu Gong looked at Guo Jing's leaving figure. For some reason, he always felt that Guo Jing was weird. But for Huang Rong's sake, he didn't bother to pursue it, so he turned around and entered the house.