The swords clashed, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.
Then there was a loud noise, and the two figures were shot back.
Yang Que stood next to Li Changkong, his hand was shaking slightly with the knife broken, but the one-arm holding the knife was as steady as a mountain.
The black sword, on the other hand, flew out like an arrow from the string, smashing through several back walls of the alley one after another, kicking up billowing dust.
What happens between the two of them is a matter of judgment.
Yang Que frowned slightly when he saw the dust flying around. He cut off the knife in his hand and turned around, and strong winds blew around him, blowing away the dust.
But at this moment, the black sword is nowhere to be seen.
"Humph, you are a cowardless rat, but you can run pretty fast." Yang Que snorted coldly, with some disdain.
"Thank you so much to Yang Shibo for saving me this time." Li Changkong sincerely thanked him.
"What are you talking about? Let your father find a few more bottles of good wine for me some other time. It will be more useful than anything else."
"It's easy to talk about it. If my father can't be found, I will take care of His Highness the Crown Prince's request. Yang Shibo has put in so much effort, so drinks will be indispensable. You can get as much as you want."
"It's just Shibo, can you help me see Lao Jia? In order to save me, he used his body to forcefully remove the sword from the assassin's hand. Is there anything serious about it?"
After Yang Que heard this, he walked up to Jia Taisui, raised his right hand palm that was already bloody, and said, "It's poisonous."
"It's poisonous! What sequelae will it leave behind?" Li Changkong suddenly felt something bad in his heart.
"Poison is poisonous. Even if this right arm is removed, what will happen? Just like the predecessors, one arm can also become a top master." Jia Taisui didn't care. From the day he made up his mind to destroy Bei Yuan, he He has already put life and death aside.
Moreover, Li Changkong's push at the critical moment just now shocked him greatly.
It's not a loss to lose an arm for such a brother.
"Tsk, tsk, are you making fun of me with your words?" Yang Que pretended to be displeased.
"How can I dare to say anything senior said?"
"Okay, although it is poisonous, it doesn't look like a strange poison. Spend some money and find a better doctor to take a look, and it should be cured."
Hearing this, Li Changkong immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Uncle Shi."
"When I get some good wine from His Highness the Crown Prince, I will personally deliver it to Shi Bo."
"Tsk, if you say that, I take it seriously. I have never tasted the taste of this tribute wine. The last time I drank it was more than ten years ago."
"Take it seriously! You must take it seriously! No matter who my nephew is lying to, he cannot lie to you, Uncle Shi."
"Your mouth is much smarter than your father's. No wonder you can become General Anbei at such a young age."
"If you go to Northern Xinjiang again in the future, remember to call me."
"Okay, don't worry about the old man anymore. It's better to deal with your brother's hand as soon as possible and go to the hospital as soon as possible."
"Okay! Shibo, please walk slowly."
Yang Que heard the words, nodded, and then disappeared into the alley after a few ups and downs.
"Get up, do you know Jishitang? I am also a member of Lao Zhang and his family's shop. They have a variety of medicinal materials and many doctors. It's hard to find other shops this late at night. After all, my own shop is reliable, so I'll go there first. Let me show it to you." As he said that, Li Changkong pulled Jia Taisui up and put it on his shoulders, while grinning: "No, how come you bastard is so heavy?"
When Jia Taisui heard this, he didn't say anything. He just scratched his head with his good left hand and laughed innocently.