Qi Tianbiao looked at the Yuan soldiers who fell like wheat with ease, and patted Yunhe on the shoulder: "Now you know?"

Gong Jiujia also came to her side at this time, "The Tatars sent troops to surround our escort agency. Thanks to brother Zhou who came to the rescue, we were able to escape. We didn't dare to delay for a moment, so we came to Shanxi to rescue your brother."
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Yun He discovered a blind spot: "No, Brother Zhou is only one person. One of you two brothers is in Dadu, and the other is in Jinling, one in the south and one in the north. How can he save your two families?"

"Of course there's more than just Lao Zhou, right?" Qi Tianbiao pursed his lips.

I saw an old couple taking advantage of the huge internal force to insert themselves into the enemy formation. Each of them was holding a gray-yellow crutch. Every time they dropped it, the Yuan soldiers must have broken their weapons and broken their tendons and bones.

Yunhe said in surprise: "Mr. Yinye, Granny Jinhua? Why are they here?"

Gong Jiujia chuckled and said, "I'm not even a senior turtle yet..."

This matter started a few years ago.

Zhang Wuji listened to Yang Gui's arrangement and learned medical skills from Hu Qingniu in Butterfly Valley. Three years later, Hu Qingniu relied on the future medical concepts of "The Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" to directly improve his medical skills, and Zhang Wuji also almost learned all the skills.

He learned about the medical skills of Hu Qingniu and his wife.

In the past three years or so, Zhang Wuji's Nine Sun Magic Skills have also been progressing rapidly. Although he is not fully focused on practicing martial arts, his progress is not slow after all, and he is only one step away from the final achievement.

On this day, Zhang Wuji went out to buy supplies, but he heard a painful groan in a nearby residential house in the city. The sound was heartbreaking. It was obvious that cold poison had entered the lungs, and he would die soon.

Zhang Wuji himself had suffered from cold poison entering his body. He immediately turned over and saw a handsome middle-aged man whose face was full of pain. His face was full of green energy and his energy was like a gossamer. It was obvious that he was not going to die soon.

Zhang Wuji stretched out his hand and pressed on him, using Nine Yang's internal energy to remove part of the cold poison. However, he found that in addition to the cold poison entering his body, this man was also poisoned. Fortunately, he had some internal strength, and he could not withstand the cold and poison at the same time.

Stay here, the cold and toxins are gone, and I can still hold on for a while.

There was no medicine here, so Zhang Wuji immediately carried him back to Butterfly Valley for treatment.

After seeing this, Hu Qingniu scolded Zhang Wuji and scolded him for being a brainless mother. How could someone who didn't know his roots just save someone at will? Even if he wanted to save him, it shouldn't be in Butterfly Valley, otherwise even if he had any evil intentions, he wouldn't be able to do it for a while.

You may not be able to find them.

Zhang Wuji was kind-hearted, but he also knew the importance. After thanking Hu Qingniu, he became wary.

The poison in that man was not light, but it was not enough in front of a deadly poisonist like Wang Nangu. Zhang Wuji had been eating Wang Nangu's poison every day for these years, so it would not be difficult to undo it.

Zhang Wuji relieved the middle-aged man of his life, sealed his acupuncture points, and asked him who he was. The man was kind, and solemnly thanked Zhang Wuji for saving his life. He only said that his name was Han Qianye, but did not reveal his origin.

Martial arts.

Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu thought about it for a long time, but they didn't remember who this was. They also relaxed some of their vigilance. It seemed that it was just an unrelated person.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, a group of Dapa disciples who had been tortured, including Ji Xiaofu and her daughter, came to seek medical treatment. Hu Qingniu didn't even think about it and just refused to treat them. Zhang Wuji was kind-hearted in the end and treated them one by one.<

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A few days later, an old lady with blood-red eyes rushed to the door frantically and wanted to kill all the people.

Zhang Wuji naturally stopped him, and Hu Qingniu and his wife appeared. The old lady left Ji Xiaofu and others and rushed forward to kill Hu Qingniu again.

Zhang Wuji was completely irritated by this crazy old lady. Although he had not achieved great success in the Nine Suns Magic Kung Fu, he was not far behind. He also had the unique skills of various Wudang magic arts. A set of Tai Chi made the old lady spin in circles and almost shook her brain.

Evened out.

But the old lady refused to give in and would climb up to kill her.

It wasn't until Han Qianye walked out of the door that the old lady was dumbfounded.

Hu Qingniu was also stupid.

"Ah? Brother Han, you, are you 'Mr. Silver Leaf'?"

"Doctor Hu, my wife has offended me." Han Qianye bowed his hands and apologized sincerely.

After some exchanges, I found out that Granny Jinhua had the idea of ​​revenge when she saw that Han Qianye was about to die soon. She went out to attract disciples from various major sects to come and injure her, hoping to consume a wave of Hu Qingniu.

Unexpectedly, when he came back, he found that his home had been robbed. Han Qianye was lying on the bed unable to move. It was obvious that he could not get out of bed and leave on his own.

Granny Jinhua searched like crazy for several days, but still couldn't find it, so she decided to go straight to Butterfly Valley to kill someone to vent her anger.

Who knew there was a tough guy like Zhang Wuji hiding here?

"No, Brother Han, how old can you be, thirty-six, thirty-seven?" Hu Qingniu is forty-one this year, which is a little older than Han Qianye. "How do you marry..."

He glanced at Granny Jinhua. This old lady was at least sixty-eight years old.

"Ah! I know!" Zhang Wuji hit his open palm with his fist, "Grandpa Yang said, Uncle Han, you are saving forty years of detours, right?"

Grandma Jinhua glared at Zhang Wuji with an unkind expression. If she couldn't beat him, she really wanted to smash Zhang Wuji's head with a stick.

So annoying at such a young age!

Han Qianye stopped his daughter-in-law and said with a wry smile: "My husband and I pretended to be old because we offended a big shot that we couldn't afford to offend. But now we have a few people who can help us. It's not a good man to hide one's head and show one's tail. I hope you won't tell this matter.

Otherwise, it will lead to death."

Grandma Jinhua tore off the disguise.

"Oh!!"

At this moment, Zhang Wuji finally understood what Song Qingshu meant by the "beautiful big sister" she told him.

Hu Qingniu's eyes were straightened.

He was so angry that Wang Nangu took out two poisonous scorpions and threw them directly into his mouth.

"Ouch, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, I'm wrong, I didn't mean that..." Hu Qingniu was dragged out by Wang Nangu's ears and beaten severely.

"Mr. Zhang, my name is Dai Qisi." The eldest sister stared at Zhang Wuji with her beautiful eyes, "I was once the purple-robed Dragon King, one of the four great Dharma kings of the Ming sect, or..."

Dai Qisi was beaten up by Zhang Wuji, a young boy, and she couldn't keep her face straight. She originally wanted to tell him her identity to scare him, but before she could finish her words, she saw Zhang Wuji's face full of surprise.

"Dharma King of the Ming Cult? Are we related to my adoptive father?" Zhang Wuji met again and said, "Aunt Dai Qisi."

"Who is your foster father?" Dai Qisi has been out of the religion for many years and doesn't know much about things in the Central Plains.

"My adoptive father is the Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun!" Zhang Wuji looked proud.

"Oh! Brother Xie." Han Qianye and his wife became wary, "But did your adoptive father ask you to be here?"

There was no way, they were being chased by the Ming Cult. Han Qianye was only chased by the Central Plains Ming Cult, and Dai Qisi had to deal with the Persian General Forum. When they heard the name of a member of the same religion, their first reaction was not joy.

But be vigilant.

"No, Grandpa Yang asked me to come." Zhang Wuji said.

"Grandpa Yang? What's his name?" The vigilance in Dai Qisi's eyes became more intense, and her body tensed up. As far as she knew, there was only one big shot in Mingjiao named Yang, but according to Zhang Wuji's age, it was inappropriate to call him grandpa.
Chapter completed!