Chapter 182 Treating Teng Zijing

Cheng Jushu knew that there was a high-leg before him, which was far higher than his own. Cheng Jushu even felt that he had a higher level of cultivation than his master, Taoist He, and Yuanji could not deny what he could do.

Cheng Jushu carefully looked at the tall legs in front of him, and found that the person in front of him was actually a young man. He looked like a scholar, and he was not the kind of scholar who seemed to have weak legs. He had a red face and delicate features.

The whole person gives people a clean feeling, which makes people feel good about him. Cheng Jushu really can't imagine that such a young and clean-skinned young man can have such a bad leg that he can't resist, and he is so young and talented in martial arts.

Is it really an enviable person?

"Who am I?" Cheng Jushu's voice lost the violent and manic tone at the beginning, like a tamed black bear. It completely lost the bestiality of a beast and became gentle after being tamed.

"Guo Baokun!" The visitor was denying Guo Baokun. He got the news of Fan Xian's assassination from the manager's boy, and rushed to Niulan Street, just in time when Cheng Jushu mistakenly killed Fan Xian's leg.

, in a hurry, Dong directly picked up a small stone on the ground and shot it at Cheng Jushu, directly breaking his body and seriously injuring Cheng Jushu.

"I haven't heard of it. Sure enough, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!" Cheng Jushu had not heard of Guo Baokun's name. After all, he was a nobody, and he was not interested in the so-called literati imperial examination at all, although Baokun Baokun was extremely famous in the Qing Dynasty.

, but it is only among scholars. For a rough person like Cheng Jushu, it is natural that he has never heard of it.

"Forget it, I'll do it. Don't tell me that he won't give me a chance!" Guo Baokun misunderstood that Cheng Jushu, a simple-minded martial artist with well-developed limbs, had nothing in common, so he didn't bother to explain his identity and directly

He stretched out his legs to signal Cheng Jushu to use his legs. He would not attack first.

"No, he won't do it. His intuition tells him that he won't deny my wrong leg. If he does it with me, he will basically have no chance of surviving. For him, nothing is worse than living.

He begged again, so he surrendered!" Cheng Jushu seems to be naive, but he has an amazing intuition about danger. He has been surviving in the wild since he was a child. He has no parents and lives alone.

He lives by himself, so he has a body and alertness like a beast. It is precisely these advantages that Taoist He took notice of, accepted him as his disciple, and taught Heng Lian martial arts.

Astonishing talent, Cheng Jushu was very proud of being able to achieve the famous high-leg training in the Northern Qi Dynasty in just ten years.

Tomorrow, Cheng Jushu's amazing beast intuition was wrong again and he sounded the alarm, which reminded him of the feeling when he first encountered a tiger in the mountains when he was a child. His legs were helpless, he was sweating, his whole body froze, and his mind was frozen.

.So Cheng Jushu didn’t have the courage to take action at all and simply surrendered.

"Count me smart!" Guo Baokun looked at the stupid big guy in front of him. He didn't expect that guy had such amazing perception ability and would surrender immediately. That made it difficult for him to kill him. After all,

As a Grand Master, Guo Baokun had to maintain his magnanimity and had to give up resistance because his legs hurt and his legs were hurt, so he gave up the plan.

"Stay where you are and wait for the person who comes to deal with it! Of course, I can also try to see if I can escape from his legs. He will be looking forward to it!" Guo Baokun suggested to Cheng Jushu with ill intentions.

"He definitely wants to kill him!" Cold sweat broke out on Cheng Jushu's forehead. Although he was a little confused, he also knew that Guo Baokun's words definitely had bad intentions and wanted to take the opportunity to kill him.

Own.

Fortunately, Cheng Jushu walked on the ground and no longer forced himself to hold on. He kept saying, "He will never run away if he makes a mistake, and he will never run if he makes a mistake!!!"

It can be seen that Guo Baokun's words left a huge shadow on Cheng Jushu, making him afraid to do anything rashly.

"Are you really talking about it? What if I can escape from his legs?" Guo Baokun said with a hint of regret. His tone made Cheng Jushu break into a cold sweat. He was very happy in his heart. It seemed that he had guessed wrong. The little red-faced boy didn't think so.

I took the opportunity to find an excuse to kill myself. Fortunately, I was quite self-aware and knew that my hope of escape was slim, so I didn't dare to act rashly. Otherwise, Mingyue would have grass on her grave next year.

Guo Baokun looked at Cheng Jushu boredly, who had no shame in surrendering, then crouched down and looked down at Fan Xian.

"How is it? Are you dead?" Guo Baokun's words were extremely rude and full of the meaning of gloating over misfortune.

"Fortunately, I came in time. I won't die for a while!" Fan Xian rolled his eyes helplessly, knowing that Guo Baokun's vicious tongue had already taught him a lesson, but he still felt a little unbearable, but his life was indeed saved by him, so

I can endure Guo Baokun’s teasing.

"That's good, he goes to see Teng Zijing, and I'll treat him myself!" Guo Baokun walked directly to Fan Xian and walked towards the ruins of the collapsed house. He felt Teng Zijing's breath among the ruins.

The breath is extremely weak, like a candle in the wind. It seems that it will be extinguished in a second, so there is no time to delay.

Guo Baokun carefully cleaned up the rubble where Teng Zijing was, and moved Teng Zijing to a clean place. Then he carefully looked at Teng Zijing's injuries. He had some thorny legs and looked at the dent in his chest. It was clear that his ribs were broken by Cheng Jushu's kick.

, causing the ribs to pierce the external organs, and the muscles between the chest and abdomen were extremely weak, so breathing almost stopped.

Guo Baokun carefully felt Teng Zijing's external injuries with his mental strength, carefully transferred the Xuanming Qi in his legs to Teng Zijing's injuries, slowly used his Qi to pull out the ribs from the external organs, and continued to use Qi to

Block the wound with Qi to prevent external bleeding

, the whole process was carried out extremely slowly, Teng Zijing's body was still twitching continuously, and the natural reflex of the body was unavoidable. Fortunately, Teng Zijing had fallen into a dying coma, otherwise the pain alone would have been enough to make people crazy.

Guo Baokun let out a long breath, and finally completed it. Only if he has a strong spirit and can control his Qi freely can he save an injured person like Teng Zijing from the underworld. Please change someone else, even if he is also a Grandmaster.

, will he be helpless and watch Teng Zijing die before his eyes?

"How's it going? Can he be saved?" Fan Xian was already holding on to the pain that felt like his whole body was falling apart, and moved to Guo Baokun's side, hoping to know Teng Zijing's safety as soon as possible.

"With him here, it's even harder to die!" Guo Baokun said confidently to Fan Xian.

Although Fan Xian nodded helplessly, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When Guo Baokun said this, it meant that Teng Zijing's life was not in danger. Fan Xian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!