Zhao Zidian was seriously injured. To outsiders, no one could cure him, and he would undoubtedly die.
But in front of Jianghe, it is only a matter of time to cure him.
Through the treatment of spiritual medicine and acupuncture, Zhao Zidian recovered his health in just half an hour.
But at this time he was still very weak.
"This...this is really a magical one! Senior is indeed a miracle doctor!"
Zhao Zidian looked at his flat chest with a shocked face.
Jiang He also looked helpless: "I said that you are the senior."
"No, no, no! You are the senior! You are not only unparalleled in martial arts, but also unparalleled in medicine!"
Zhao Zidian clasped his fists and said.
Seeing that he could not resist Zhao Zidian, Jianghe would leave.
"Senior Zhao, you are still very weak now and you must go back and recuperate for a while. Try not to use your internal strength during this period."
"Been taught a lesson!"
Zhao Zidian hugged his fists and left with ease.
After Zhao Zidian left, Jiang He looked at Zhao Jingang.
Zhao Jingang looked admiring and excited.
When he knew that Jiang He was the Holy King of the Holy Sect, he was inevitably disappointed. After all, in his impression, the Holy King should be an invincible master in the world!
And the current Jianghe just fits the image in Zhao Jingang’s heart!
"Holy King! You are so handsome!"
Jiang He kicked him impatiently: "Stop flattering, I'm leaving Zhongzhou soon, I'm going back to work with my master!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingang said, "Saint King, you can go back, but I would like to remind you that the strongest men of the Qin family have been killed by you. Now the strongest men of the Qin family are only third-grade martial artists.
Our Zhongyi Hall can completely devour the Qin family and convert the Qin family's assets into the assets of our Holy Sect!"
Jiang He thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, you take the people to the Qin family to search the house, and I will be back soon."
"yes!"
After Zhao Jingang received the order, he immediately went to prepare.
Jiang He glanced at Murong Xingyao and said, "I'm going back to Jiangbei, are you going back?"
Murong Xingyao glanced at the dead Murong Hongxing.
"Anyway, I have no relatives in Zhongzhou anymore, so why not go to Jiangbei, at least you will have you in Jiangbei."
At this time, Jiang He realized that the look she looked at him was different.
Jiang He quickly moved his eyes away. He knew that Murong Xingyao's feelings for him were not love, but more of a kind of dependence.
"Okay, I'll take you back to Jiangbei."
"How to go? Do you take the bus back?"
"No, that's too slow."
Jiang He's mouth rose slightly.
After becoming King Wu, the rivers at this time were not only able to fly with swords, but they could still walk as fast as they fly.
Immediately, Jiang He hugged Murong Xingyao and disappeared into Dingfu Tower.
On a wide highway, a car is driving at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour.
This is the fastest speed you can drive on the highway!
A fat man hummed a small song while driving.
At this moment, there was a loud whistle! A black shadow passed quickly from the emergency lane!
The fat man was startled and exclaimed: "Who is desperate? He drives a motorcycle to the highway? He is about to run three hundred per hour?"