Liu Mang bid farewell to Fang Qingtang and happily returned to the top of Chizhu Peak.
He came to Mr. Zhong's yard and found that the atmosphere was a bit tense.
Li Bingqiang, Yang Zhe, and Huang Saixian stood at the gate of the courtyard, holding weapons and pointing straight ahead.
There stood quietly a beautiful woman in a silver coat.
She looked a little pale, holding a dark sword in her hand, and was standing quietly at the door of the house.
With their backs to Li Bingqiang and the others, they looked expressionlessly at Zhong Yulong, who was sitting cross-legged on the mat with his eyes closed while doing exercises to heal his injuries.
"Junior brother, you are here!"
The three of them were overjoyed to see Liu Mang coming.
After all, the person facing him was Silver Fox, a top five-level master. The three of them could only do one or two moves in front of him, so Liu Mang had the strength to resist him.
Liu Mang signaled Li Bingqiang and the others to put down their weapons, then looked at Mrs. Wen, who seemed to be coming with bad intentions, and said with a smile, "Mrs. Wen, why don't you come in and sit down?"
If Mrs. Wen wanted to kill Mr. Zhong, she could have gone in long ago. After all, Mr. Zhong now has no resistance.
Therefore, although she looked dangerous, Liu Mang felt that she might not be here to kill people, or that she might have been hesitant in his heart.
"Zhong Yulong is really lucky to have such a stubborn disciple like you." Only then did Mrs. Wen turn around and said to Liu Mang.
"I haven't thanked Mrs. Wen for her previous help."
"No need to thank me, I just don't want Zhong Yulong to die in the hands of others. He can only die in my hands."
"I don't want to kill him now because I don't want him to be unconscious when I kill him. That would be too boring.
I will wait until Zhong Yulong wakes up before killing him!"
"Master Zhong probably won't wake up for a while, but I see that Mrs. Wen, you are seriously injured..." Liu Mang looked at Huang Saixian, "Fifth Senior Sister, could you please go to the warehouse to get two hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum sticks and cook them
To replenish the health of Master Zhong and Mrs. Wen."
"Okay!" Huang Saixian turned around and left.
Although she had a lot to say, she still chose to believe Liu Mang unconditionally at this time.
"Mrs. Wen, why don't you go into Master Zhong's room and sit for a while?" Liu Mang walked forward in a familiar manner.
Seeing Mrs. Wen looking at him coldly, he advised, "Don't you want to wait until Master Zhong wakes up before killing him?"
But Master Zhong doesn’t know when he will wake up, so he can’t keep waiting outside like this, right?”
As if she was persuaded by him, Mrs. Wen flexibly swung her long sword to the back of her right arm and followed Liu Mang into Zhong's house.
Zhong Laoze kept his eyes tightly closed, as if he was completely unaware of everything in front of him.
Seeing this situation, Li Bingqiang and Yang Zhe looked at each other.
It was not convenient for the two of them to enter the house, so they kept guard here to avoid irritating Mrs. Wen.
"I have long heard about the Taiyun Eighteenth Bandits. I wonder, Madam Wen, where does your band rank in the Taiyun Mountains?"
Liu Mang asked a question casually. Seeing that Mrs. Wen was cold and silent, he didn't care much. He was just trying to lighten the atmosphere.
The woman was so worried that he was really afraid that Mrs. Wen would suddenly turn against Mr. Zhong and kill him.
He is now much stronger than an ordinary fifth-level player, but he still has little chance of winning against a top-level fifth-level player like Mrs. Wen.
Time passed by bit by bit, and Yang Zhe felt that it was extremely long for Li Bingqiang outside the door.
About two hours later, Zhong Yulong suddenly opened his eyes.
He first glanced at Liu Mang, with a touch of emotion on his face: "Tieniu, thank you for your hard work."
Then he looked at Mrs. Wen and said with a wry smile, "What should come will eventually come. I owe you a lot."
Mrs. Wen put her sword directly on Zhong Yulong's neck and sneered, "Can you just say you owe me too much and you can end it easily?"
"Because you always give up. For so many years, I have opened my eyes and closed them with hatred day and night, and I have never had a good night's sleep!"
"I practiced martial arts hard, changed my identity and joined Taiyun Mountain. Everything I did was to kill you!"
"In that case, then take action..." Zhong Yulong sighed and closed his eyes, as if he had accepted his fate.
Hearing this, Mrs. Wen's eyes flashed fiercely, and she was about to use the sword in her hand.
"Wait a minute! Master Zhong, don't you have something to say to Mrs. Wen?"
Hearing this, Mrs. Wen couldn't help but stop her movements, and Mr. Zhong also looked at Liu Mang in astonishment.
Liu Mang on the side sighed in his heart, Mr. Zhong was too bad at chatting.
He was a little speechless towards Mr. Zhong. Since he had done something wrong, he should find a way to compensate him. What was going on with him all the time?
Why don't you just accept your mistake now and admit it? Everyone would be unhappy if it had to be so extreme.
At this moment, the fifth senior sister Huang Saixian happened to come outside and said, "Little junior brother, I've made the Ganoderma lucidum soup."
Liu Mang ran out with a whoosh, and then brought in two bowls of Ganoderma lucidum soup.
"Let's finish the Ganoderma lucidum soup first, and then we'll talk slowly." Seeing Mrs. Wen's unkind look, Liu Mang said, "Look at Master Zhong, his face is pale and his vitality is seriously injured. If he doesn't drink some tonic, he might fall to the ground at any time.
When he wakes up, what's the point of killing him then?"
Liu Mang handed a soup bowl to Mr. Zhong and gave the other to Mrs. Wen, "Mrs. Wen, you blocked Ji Congjing for me. She is seriously injured. She also needs to drink some tonic to recuperate her health."
Mrs. Wen snorted coldly, "If you are so attentive, Zhong Yulong will still die!"
"This Ganoderma lucidum belongs to Master Zhong too. He owes you a lot, so you should eat some of it from him."
Mrs. Wen sneered. She took out a silver needle from somewhere and tried it in the bowl.
Noticing that there was no change in the color of the silver needle, I casually picked up the bowl, took a few sips, and put it aside.
After ten or so breaths, both her and Zhong Yulong's expressions changed.
"Tieniu, what did you put in it?" Zhong Yulong asked Liu Mang with an abnormal flush on his face, his eyes widening.
Mrs. Wen's face was also red, and her delicate face looked like an extremely ripe peach.
“I put in another great tonic called Qi Lehua Huan.
Master Zhong, you and Mrs. Wen need to save each other after taking this medicine, otherwise their veins will burst and die."
Liu Mang did not hide his voice, which also stunned Huang Saixian and the other three people outside.
Seeing this, Zhong Yulong hurriedly ran out the door, but Liu Mang had already stopped in front of him.
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Bang bang bang!
The two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant.
Liu Mang mobilized his energy and blood with a butterfly-level spiritual feeling, and was able to stop Zhong Yulong, whose vitality was severely damaged and whose martial arts skills were lacking.
Zhong Yulong was short of energy and blood, and soon stopped panting.
"Sister, give me the dragon-binding rope!" Liu Mang shouted toward the door.
Upon seeing this, Huang Saixian threw out a metal chain covered with purple veins with a whoosh!
Liu Mang tied one end of the chain to Mrs. Yinhu Wen's hand, and the other end to Zhong Yulong's hand, then stamped on the ground and ran out, closing the door at the same time.
"Let's go, let's go, what else do you want to hear?"
Liu Mang greeted the other three senior brothers and sisters to leave.
Huang Saixian looked at the still quiet inner room, his face turned red, and he couldn't help but spit.
"Junior brother, you have so many evil tricks!"
"Alas, the Buddha said if I don't go to hell, who will?
Who makes me a good disciple? Naturally I have to share my worries with Master." Liu Mang sighed with emotion.
If he doesn't do this, Zhong Yulong will die, and Mrs. Wen will live in pain all her life, just like some bloody dramas she watched in her previous life.
Why do you have to make something so complicated when it's obviously very simple?
And if there is no love in Zhong Yulong's heart, how can a mere metal chain bind them?
Now he has given these two people a step up, and with the help of aphrodisiacs, he doesn't believe that these two old lovers can't get back together and get back together.
When the time comes, Zhong Yulong can save his life, and Mrs. Wen will no longer live in hatred. Liu Mang admires his wit.
The medicine he administered was a pink elixir he got from the deceased Qian Kun. Liu Mang had been keeping it, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.
Fearing that Zhong Yulong's martial arts would not be effective, Liu Mang used up more than ten pills at once when he first administered the medicine.
Presumably, since their martial arts skills are so high, there should be no problem, right?