148: It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others
However, this is not Yongxi who is targeted by the Song Dynasty. Even if the Ping An Department in Tianyong’s capital knew that he was the young city lord, they still had their own plans. At this time, someone had already recognized Sun Fengyuan and exclaimed: "
It’s the young city lord from Bai Zhao City!”
"Young City Master, what a bastard!" Song Yu was worried.
I don’t know what is going on with Sun Fengyuan. Thanks to Du Anchen, who is a giant sword wielder with great strength and a thick health bar, he was still firmly suppressed by Sun Fengyuan. It was only because he sometimes exchanged injuries for injuries that he was able to entangle Sun Fengyuan.
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The situation was critical, but these people were still watching. Song Yu was furious: "Are you all dead? Can't you see that this young master Bai is no longer a human being?!"
Lin Ting had just entered the courtyard and seemed to have not yet judged the situation in the courtyard. However, after hearing Song Yu's angry rebuke, he quickly ordered: "Do it."
Lin Ting was the director of the Security Department and had the highest authority. Under his order, everyone immediately surrounded Sun Fengyuan.
"Sun Fengyuan" originally just wanted to sneak attack and kill this Taoist priest who could put pressure on him. Since he failed to succeed in the attack, he did not intend to fight. After forcing Du Anchen back, he retreated to the tunnel. However, he did not expect that Song Yu had already stayed here.
With one hand, before it could enter, a series of explosions came from inside. Although the scorching air waves were difficult to cause any serious damage to him, they still made him instinctively take a few steps back.
As soon as he retreated, the people from the Security Department had already surrounded him tightly. However, it was obvious that these people still cared about Sun Fengyuan's identity and would only trap him without killing him. Judging from the situation of both parties, the unscrupulous Sun Fengyuan was obviously better than this gang.
People are more capable of fighting, and they are about to break through the encirclement.
Lin Ting's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to see clearly that Sun Fengyuan was not an ordinary ghost, and he was not something that his men could deal with. A dagger suddenly popped out of his sleeve and joined the battle, trying to force Sun Fengyuan back. Unexpectedly, a red light flashed in Sun Fengyuan's hand, and any
No one could see clearly what method he used, grabbing the two people's necks and twisting them hard.
Suddenly, the hell-like small courtyard was filled with blood mist. Under the evil aura, Song Yu felt a severe headache all over his body, but Jie Nanshi, who had not yet recovered from his injury, held his hand to help him stay clear.
.But as soon as Song Yu recovered a little, he saw that half of Sun Fengyuan's body had disappeared into the blood mist.
Song Yu was originally afraid that these people would not dare to take action, so he never revealed the other party's identity. At this time, he did not care to directly reveal the other party's identity: "Don't let him run away! He is the King of the White Walkers!"
But his voice was firmly covered by another voice.
"Anything dares to come to my Tianyong to run wild!"
Immediately afterwards, the blood mist was crushed by a gust of wind from the sky. A figure suddenly appeared in the air, and at the same time a huge coercion directly enveloped "Sun Fengyuan". The person holding a huge stone hammer in his hand, instantly
Hit "Sun Fengyuan" in the chest.
"Sun Fengyuan" was knocked upside down and vomited blood the moment he landed. At the same time, a black shadow flew out of his body. He continued to run in another direction, but was caught in the hand of a person in the void.
Sun Fengyuan, who had just pinned Du Anchen down and beat him, was like a toy in this man's hands, and he easily dissipated after squeezing him.
Song Yu looked at the skinny cheap man in mid-air and the big hammer in his hand that was obviously much heavier than himself, and couldn't close his mouth for a moment.
So is his father the biggest bug? The last boss he upgraded to full level in the last game and defeated with the help of various props... is just gone?
Lin Ting also had a complicated look on his face. He put away his dagger and lowered his eyes to see clearly: "The city lord took action personally, and even the White Walker King can't please him."
"It's just a clone." Song Chengwei clapped his hands coldly, and then disappeared in a flash.
Du Anchen, who was below, also disappeared in a flash.
A clone? Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and touched his chin thoughtfully. If the clone has a strength beyond the full level... then what he killed in the last week...
It is useless to dwell on speculations that cannot be verified. Song Yu made up his mind to go to Bai Zhao to have a look when things are settled here. Xie Nanshi had recovered a lot at this time and did not need to be supported by Song Yu. Song Yu walked quickly
Lin listened: "Uncle."
He didn't say much. But Lin Ting was obviously a smart man. He was very tired, but his tone was still gentle and doting: "Leave it to uncle to handle it. Yu'er should be tired too, so go back and rest early."
An expected answer. Song Yu did not resist and nodded.
The young master of Bai Zhaocheng died in Tianyong... This matter may not be something he can handle now.
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City Lord's Mansion, inside Qianming Palace.
Song Chengwei's figure appeared beside the bed. The moment he stood still, he staggered a few steps and held on to the bed frame to barely hold himself back. He covered his lips and felt as if he wanted to cough out his lungs for a moment. The bright red blood flowed smoothly.
It slowly flowed down between his fingers.
The move just now seemed like an understatement of crushing the White Walker King's clone, but in fact it had used up all the remaining spiritual power in his body. Without the spiritual protection, the originally chaotic inner energy almost shattered his body in an instant.
Internal organs, even if he forcibly suppressed them, the energy and blood would inevitably attack the heart, and the blood bar would drop rapidly.
When Du Anchen returned, this was what he saw. She quickly stepped forward and helped him sit back on the bed, took out a medicine bottle and fed it to Song Chengwei along with water. The medicine bottle was clearly the red medicine given to her by Song Yu.
After Song Chengwei took the medicine, he barely suppressed the zhenqi flowing in his body and looked at the medicine bottle in Du Anchen's hand with a smile: "I don't know where this kid got the elixir that is so useful."
Du Anchen said casually: "If it works, I will get a few more bottles."
Song Chengwei had a complex expression when he heard this: "In front of me, you said you were cheating on my son. Is this really okay?"
Du Anchen just smiled when she heard this. She knew that the city lord would not care about such a trivial matter.
Sure enough, Song Chengwei just looked at her helplessly and didn't say anything. He just sighed and said: "In the past, how could even a clone of the Strange Ghost King sneak into our Tianyong Capital, and even talk about smuggling alien beasts in.
I don’t know how long my broken body can last.”
Du Anchen's smile disappeared: "City Lord..."
Song Chengwei waved his hand and blocked Du Anchen's words: "Why is Yu'er still in the capital?"
Du Anchen didn't say anything, his eyes drifted slightly.
"He is very stubborn. Because of this, you should know that he wants to leave." Song Chengwei stared at Du Anchen, "We can't delay it any longer. You find a way to take him away and don't come back again."
Du Anchen knelt down directly: "City Lord, you will be fine if you have Taoist Master Jie by your side, but the current situation in the capital..."
Song Chengwei laughed and turned to look out the window: "Because of this situation, one more of you is not more, and one less of you is not less."
"City Lord..." Du Anchen bit his lower lip, and finally couldn't hold back and said, "Why don't you tell the young City Lord the truth."
Song Chengwei's eyes suddenly fell on Du Anchen, and the murderous intention overwhelmed Du Anchen for a moment so that he could not lift his head. After a moment, Song Chengwei looked away: "You are a first offender, so just pretend I haven't heard this."
"Yes." After Du Anchen answered, he realized that there was a layer of cold sweat on his back.
Song Chengwei raised his hand to signal Du Anchen to stand up: "Anchen, you have been following Yu'er for more than half a year. From now on, you can follow him with peace of mind."
Du Anchen responded and quickly withdrew.
At this moment, Song Yu didn't know that his other golden thigh was coming back, and he was still having those endless conversations with Ye Jiao.
In fact, Song Yu also understands that it is better to rely on others than to rely on oneself, but there are some things that cannot be accomplished by one's own efforts, such as solving bugs. But obviously, Ye Jiao still cannot give Song Yu a satisfactory answer.
Under the influence of multiple drugs, Xie Nanshi has almost recovered. However, although the fracture has been healed, there is a debuff of a sluggish shoulder. Song Yu is still quite worried about this, after all, the two of them are going to return to the ruins. Now
Xie Nanshi's skill was not as good as at the end of the previous game, and he was given such a debuff that even the wooden fish could not dispel, which made him a little uneasy. On the contrary, Xie Nanshi frowned slightly and asked: "Do you know what the left hand is?
sword?"
"Ah?" Song Yu suddenly asked, "Do you still have such ability?"
Xie Nanshi was silent, as if this was the most normal thing. But...how could Song Yu read a little bit of embarrassment from his seemingly indifferent eyes? Is his little Taoist priest like this? It should be
Maybe he got it wrong.
So the problem returned to himself - he was simply too weak. Fortunately, during this embassy, Bai Zhaocheng deliberately set up a formation to create a fair environment, which gave Song Territory room to show off.
However, when Song Yu destroyed the formation in order to allow Xie Nanshi to quickly defeat Sun Fengyuan, he immediately became a piece of flesh under someone else's knife.
If it weren't for the fact that Jie Nanshi's talisman and jade pendant delayed him for a while, if Sun Fengyuan hadn't hurt his face and went crazy and released all the strange beasts, Song Yu would die there... It should be
There are no unexpected situations.
But Song Yu currently has too few chips, and Teng Nuo is highly dependent on the props given by Jie Nanshi. However, the props he can use have limited power, so they are not a long-term solution.
"Do I still need to upgrade my skills?" Song Yu was a little confused. The skill of cooking is obviously useless in combat, and the only thing left is healing.
So that night, when Qiaoyi came to wash him with a basin, Song Yu decisively targeted her: "Qiaoyi, let's discuss something with you."
"Master, please speak."
"Let me take your pulse."
Qiaoyi's body trembled slightly, but she still stretched out her wrist obediently: "Master, Qiaoyi's body is fine now... But when did you learn medical skills?"
"I just learned it, let's give it a try." Song Yu put his fingers on Qiaoyi's wrist. After a ray of green light, he began to deconstruct those pieces based on unknown principles just like he had pieced together Jie Nanshi before.
The broken pieces were assembled into a complete Qiaoyi. The strange thing is that the broken pieces of Qiaoyi are extremely complicated. After Song Yu put this end together, the other side was missing. Until the end of the time limit, he failed to diagnose Qiaoyi's pulse.
This made Song Yu couldn't help but look at Qiaoyi twice. With this skill, he could only diagnose the most basic conditions now. Is this little maid not fully recovered yet?