Who are these people?!
When the old Taoist priest saw him, he shied away the blame. Le Yun already wanted to open the tent. Didn't he agree to ask her to help with the diagnosis? She was here to support, not to be the attending physician, so just leave the person to her like this
, doesn’t his conscience hurt?
The old Taoist Priest had already run away, looking at the hot potato that had been thrown at him. She sighed resignedly, took out her jade box and pills, took out a needle and pricked him first, then pricked him with ten needles in one breath, then lifted him up, and then
Tap several acupuncture points on the injured person's chest.
The wounded man was hit in several places. He trembled once while in a coma, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. After spitting out a mouthful, he spit out two more mouthfuls of blood. The blood was sprinkled on the cloth in the tent in a dark red color.
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After forcing out the blood congestion in the wounded man's chest, Le Yun put him down again, took away a few needles, inserted a few more needles, gave him three pills, helped with massage, and took it back after about half an hour.
Use your own medical needle and move a few of the needles inserted by Master Qingyang.
"The needle will be removed after an hour, and then let him recuperate. He should not practice martial arts for a while, and he should not be tired." After explaining, he ignored the stunned look of the two little Taoist priests, patted his buttocks, and stepped away.
She was asked to help temporarily. Now that she has nothing to do, what else is she left to do?
Not wanting to be caught working for nothing, and not wanting to lose her pills, Le Yun ran away quickly, rushing to the tent door at a fast and steady speed, and stepped out majestically, dodging quickly.
Master Qingyang couldn't help but feel happy when he looked at the petite figure. What was the little girl afraid of, running away so fast?
Watching the little girl's back turning the corner and disappearing from sight, he had no time to sigh. He checked the wounded first, made sure the condition was stable and felt relieved. He wrote down the acupuncture points on the wounded and organized his medical supplies in case anything happened.
Even if the injured are brought in, they can immediately start treatment.
In a flash, she ran from the Qingcheng faction's tent area back to her own tent. Le Yun slipped through the gap left by the Xuan family gang and went to the viewing area to sit down and act like a crowd.
She has been here for so long, and has already passed three games. Mr. Xuan is also idle, helping to write the victory and defeat records, and also commenting one or two sentences.
Mr. Xuan also recorded in seal script. His handwriting is not as delicate and elegant as his appearance. It is a strong and powerful handwriting with strong momentum and power that penetrates the back of the paper.
Little Lolita's handwriting is graceful and graceful, with an air of arrogance, coldness and arrogance. It is written on the same page as Master Xuan's handwriting, and the difference in handwriting is clear at a glance.
The little Loli came back again, looking at the words written by Mr.
,Did he show off?
Be high-profile and do things in a low-key manner. If you are too high-profile, you will be jealous of others and cause a lot of trouble. Look at him, he is very low-key. He obviously knows how to do it, but he pretends not to know how to not reveal his secrets. This is called low-key.<
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Secretly despising Xuan Shao in his heart, Yan Xing continued to pretend to be stupid calmly, and after watching another scene, he went to the kitchen to cook dinner without any regrets.
In the evening, the middle-aged group stopped fighting for dinner after finishing playing, and the time was only about ten minutes later than the scheduled break time of 6 o'clock.
The end of the middle-aged group's cutting battle also represents the end of the first round, and the evening session is the second round of cutting battle for the youth group.
The second round of Qiechai is no longer a one-on-one battle, but a team battle - a melee. Those who passed the first round all fight together, and the last ten people left enter the next round.
The melee stipulates that no one is allowed to carry weapons and can only fight at close range with bare hands. However, you can form your own small team and engage in team-to-team confrontation.
The melee is one of the most popular battles. After dinner, the young and middle-aged people gathered outside the Qiecha area early, sitting back and waiting for the show to begin.
Before the melee started, those who entered the second round of the youth group went to get their lottery numbers back. At the end of the day, no one asked for friends, and they formed their own teams one after another. Some were family groups, and some were from various sects.
Form a team, some are an alliance of several familiar families or sects, or people you know form a team, and dozens of teams can be formed in an instant.
The Xuan family formed a group with the Ji family and the Zhou family, the Hua family, the Jiang family, the Feng family, and the Dongfang family, the Nalan family; the Qi family formed an alliance with the Yu family and disciples of the Xueshan sect, Shengwu Mountain and Longhu Mountain formed an alliance, and so on.
Each has its own characteristics.
Young Master Yan was originally paired with a disciple of the Zhongli family, and later he was joined by the eldest grandson of the Wanqi Sect and a disciple of the Fu family to form a group of four. Later, he was pulled into the team by Young Master Xuan, forming a multi-party alliance.
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Everyone in the circle is still looking for allies. Chen, a classmate of Wang Er Shaocai, left the team under the orders of his elders. The three top students rushed to the little Lolita and competed to be her porters. The quarrel made the little Lolita feel dizzy. She waved her hand.
Let the three people take turns, and replace them in half an hour, so the three people who were arguing stopped.
Ancestor Xuan really wanted to slap the three young men unconscious with his palm. Why would the bratty kid snatch them away? There were so many young people in the Xuan family, how could the little girl stare at them?
The three young men had a good relationship with the little girl. He didn't have the nerve to chase them away, so he had to endure it. However, he still picked up the two young men and placed them beside him, ready to let the young man carry the little girl on his back to watch others fight.
The melee was about to begin. Le Yun climbed on Wang Er's back and observed the status of the people in the circle with great interest.
Mr. Wang is carrying the little lolita on his back, and he is as happy and beautiful as a flower. The little lolita is not heavy at all. She smells so good. No wonder grandma always likes baby dolls. It feels like carrying a soft and cute girl on her back.
She is so beautiful. I would definitely be happier if I could hold a soft and cute girl doll.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the youth team battle sounded the clarion call.
The battle kicked off, and the teams in the circle immediately started fighting mode. They started a chaotic struggle mode in which you beat me, I beat you, and he beat him. The entire circle was divided into several war zones, and every place was crowded with people.
The head is full of figures, and among the banging and banging sounds, the sound of "ouch, ouch, ouch" can be heard endlessly.
There are only ten people left out of more than a hundred people, and more than a hundred people have to be eliminated. Such competition is fierce. The killings in the battle circle are fierce. Many teams have plans and strategies. The division of labor in team operations is clear. Some are responsible for fighting.
Some are responsible for throwing people out of the circle, and some are responsible for defending.
Not long after the melee started, people were constantly being thrown out of the battle circle. Some were beaten with bruises and swollen faces. Some people couldn't bear the siege and voluntarily gave up and ran out of the battle circle.
Half an hour into the melee, nearly one-third of the people were eliminated. The number of people in the battle circle was significantly reduced, and the speed of the battle also slowed down slightly. After one hour of fighting, nearly three-fifths of the people were eliminated, and the remaining
The personnel formed several relatively large teams.
As people were constantly being eliminated, the teams were being reorganized, the number of people was decreasing, and the battles were becoming more and more serious. The melee lasted for three hours and only two large teams remained. Each team was composed of members of a certain sect or ancient cultivators.
Children of aristocratic families or casual cultivators formed a mixed team. One team was mainly composed of Xuan Shaoyan, Shaohua, Shaojiang Shaozhou, Shaoqiu, and others. The other team was composed of casual cultivators such as Che Hao, Yang Dongzhu, and several sects.
In the melee, geniuses Li Wanyao, Liu Ningshuang and others were eliminated. Miss Ji Jiu was still in the ring because she was on the right team.
The two teams started the battle without any nonsense. They picked the weakest and the weakest. The same goes for the melee. You pick the weaker member of my team to attack, and I pick the weaker member of your team to attack. Each of them has the mentality of eliminating one first and then the other.
Be prepared, and some even sacrifice themselves, with the mentality of pulling others along if they are out of the game, and "die together" with others.
The final battle was more fierce than any previous one, and all kinds of methods were used. There was no blood or gunpowder smoke, but it was like a life-and-death battle, with many unsung heroes who could be praised.
The final elimination battle was extremely difficult. When the timeout finally stopped at nearly 12 o'clock in the evening, there were still eleven people left. Miss Ji Jiu panted, looked around, and exclaimed: "Oh, I'm the only girl? I
Oh my god, I turned out to be the girl with the last laugh? Hahaha, such a grand event is enough to make me brag for several years. I won’t hold you back. Come on!"
Full of joy, Ji Jiufeng patted the shoulder of Young Master Xuan who was closest to her. Regardless of being out of breath from exhaustion, she jumped up and down like a child in the direction of Miss Le.
Everyone outside the court: "!" Abstaining?
The young people who have been eliminated by Miss Ji Jiu want to say "f*ck", why don't you hold on tighter? Can't you let them see those guys kill each other again?
Miss Ji Jiu voluntarily abstained, and the last ten winners came out, namely Yan Shaoxuan, Zhou Shao, Jiang Shaoji, Young Master Dongfang, a young man named Li who was a casual cultivator, Che Hao, Yang Dongzhu and a young disciple of Mazu Pavilion.
The ten people who had the last laugh after fighting hard for several hours stood in the battle circle and looked at each other, with big eyes and small eyes, which meant the same thing: I am exhausted!
Everyone looked at the last ten people left with mixed emotions.
The head of Qingcheng waited for Miss Ji Jiu to step out of the fighting circle and announced the end of the youth group melee.
People in the battle circle also ran in all directions.
Miss Ji Jiu also rushed to the place where Lord Yu and others were watching the battle, and hugged the little girl who had just climbed off the handsome man's back: "Little beauty, I have a good consciousness, right? My moral character is very noble, right? Look,
I quit on my own initiative, saving those guys one more fight. I’m so kind and beautiful, why don’t you treat me to a meal?”
Three top students want to kick someone out. Your good moral character is your business. Why do you want a little loli to treat you to dinner?
"Beautiful Ji, whether you quit or not has nothing to do with me. You quit voluntarily to save the last ten people a battle, not to save me a battle. You should ask them to treat you to dinner, and find me.
What are you doing? Others are pregnant for three years and you are so stupid that your brain is all confused. You, go back and wash up and sleep."
Le Yun looked at Miss Ji Jiu with disdain, turned around, and walked towards the small plane without looking back. The melee lasted for nearly four hours, causing her to miss her practice time, so she had to go back to sleep as soon as possible.
"Little beauty, I'm not dizzy. Young Master Yan is also among the ten people. Young Master Yan is your guard. I gave in, which means that your guard will save energy. Of course, I want to treat you. Little beauty, I'm going
I’ll keep you company. It’s so deserted for you to sleep alone on a small plane. I’ll keep you company and you won’t be afraid anymore.”
Ji Jiufeng followed the little Lolita in high spirits. The owner of Yudao stretched out her beautiful hand and grabbed the little girl from the Ji family by the collar and brought her back: "Little girl, you are covered in stinky sweat. Go and wash yourself. Don't take away the fragrant smell.
The little fairy stinks."
"Ahhh", Ji Jiufeng howled like a ghost after being pulled up by the collar. When she heard the owner of Yu Island said she smelled bad, she was so frightened that she immediately shivered, hung her head and ran away like a frightened little rabbit.
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When Ji Shao saw Sister Ninth rushing towards the little girl, he knew that she wanted to make trouble again. When he could leave, he ran to find someone. He took a step slower. When he heard Sister Ninth screaming why she wanted to treat someone, he wanted to cover it up.
Face, what can he do if he has a noisy sister?
When Ninth Sister was caught by Yu Island Master, she was so frightened that she ran away with her head in her arms. Ji Shao almost laughed out loud. There is a mountain higher than the other. Ninth Sister was afraid of Yu Island Master. In the future, when Jade Island Master is around, Jiu Sister
I should not dare to get close to the little beauty anymore.
Ninth Sister no longer has to worry about it. Master Jiba turned around and flew back to the tent, took his clothes and went to the river to take a bath.
The spectators took a rest after the game ended. The young people who had participated in the melee were all sweaty and went to the river to take a cold shower before going to bed. People came and went, and it was not until they got closer to the gathering place that it became completely quiet.
That night, the gathering place of ancient cultivators remained as peaceful as ever, and in the tranquility, the new day slowly moved from early morning to dawn.
A new day also welcomes the Double Ninth Festival in September.
This day is the Respect for the Aged Day, and activities to respect the elderly have started all over the country, and the breakfast at the gathering place of ancient cultivators also has two more dishes. Since it is the Double Ninth Festival, the cutting battle will be held as usual in the morning and will be rested in the afternoon.
The ancient cultivators also did whatever they were supposed to do, and no one was dissatisfied because they couldn't move freely during the Double Ninth Festival. At eight o'clock, the melee of the youth group also started as scheduled.
There are only a few people in the youth group, so eight people were left after the melee.
Before the melee began, Ren Shaofeng, Wu Shaofeng, and Duan Shao formed a team with the Longhu Mountain disciples who had a good relationship with them. They swept all the way and eliminated most of the opponents. Finally, they formed a dark horse alliance with the casual cultivators and became the final winner. After another battle,
Eight people remain.
When a disciple of his sect in the youth group was eliminated, the leader of Shengwu Mountain was furious, but he had no choice but to do so. The elimination round was fair and bright, and if he was defeated, he could only blame his lack of academic skills.
The disciples in the sect were eliminated in the melee of the youth group, and were eliminated in the second round in the juvenile group. None of them entered the final round. We can only hope that the disciples who successfully entered the middle-aged group can advance to the final round.
However, the next melee in the middle-aged group started, and the disciples he had high hopes for were quickly eliminated. Leader Wu felt gloomy and failed again?
If a disciple loses to someone else in a melee, he can barely accept it, but why did he lose to the young master of the Tang Sect?
The Tang Sect is good at hidden weapons and poisons, but has never been very strong in martial arts. The young master of the Tang Sect is less than forty years old. The disciple sent by the Shengwu Mountain is the most powerful among the middle-aged generation.
Seven out of forty is the period when martial arts cultivators are most stable and prosperous.
The disciple he had high hopes for was defeated by the young master of the Tang sect who was not good at martial arts. Wu Zhangfeng felt an unprecedented sense of shame in his heart. Could it be that his uncle's judgment was not good enough as his uncle said?
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