Grandma Xiong suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, yes, Mr. Nangong is absolutely right. My smiling mandala is made from the essence of mandala and 7749 kinds of poisonous weeds and insects.
As for the medicine, only the old woman should have it, so let me give you half an antidote first, which will relieve your pain for half a month. Exchange the book for the antidote within half a month, and the old woman will definitely not break her promise."
Nangong Wu was struggling in his heart at this time. If the fight continued, he was sure to win, but even if she won, wouldn't it be over if she destroyed the antidote? Now I'm afraid the only way to advance is to retreat. First, stabilize the toxicity, and then
Maybe the imperial court can save him, but even if he can't, he can still exchange books for medicine in the end.
"Okay," Nangong Wu immediately shouted loudly: "As Granny Xiong said, I will exchange the book for the antidote within half a month. I hope Granny Xiong will not regret it when the time comes, otherwise..."
Nangong Wu turned around and grabbed a paw on the tree behind him. Several lines of paw prints were immediately left on the tree trunk, which penetrated into the wood. Grandma Xiong was shocked in her heart: This Nangong Wu was really extraordinary, he was no longer the little kid he was back then.
"Mr. Nangong's claws are very strong. The old woman admires them. Go back and look through the doll named Bai carefully. In his pocket, there is a light yellow pill that can save your life for fifteen days."
Grandma Xiong's Qinggong was so amazing that she disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye. But the most terrifying thing was what Grandma Xiong did. It turned out that she had planned it a long time ago, and everything that happened was under her control. Everything was under her control.
Unable to bear to think back and think about it, Nangong Wu couldn't help but shudder. This was too terrifying. It was really a good plan.
Time flies, and the day of the martial arts competition is approaching in a blink of an eye. That night, Huangshan can't sleep all night. Wei Yuehua is with her, looking anxious in her eyes, and she doesn't know how to comfort Huangshan.
"Brother Shan, the matter has come to this, it is useless for you to be anxious. I think the undercurrent in Nanzhao City has passed long ago. The peace at this moment is rare. We have no way out. Even if you want to retreat, there are people
I won’t let you retreat, so it’s better to settle down and act as the opportunity arises tomorrow.”
This is the first time Huangshan has faced such a big thing. Before, he only needed to do it with passion. But seeing that tomorrow is the date of the martial arts conference, he still feels a little unsure at this time. At this time,
He felt more and more like a loner with only Wei Yuehua around him.
For Wei Huayue, Huangshan felt both grateful and guilty. If the martial arts competition could go according to his expectations, then everything would be fine. If he made a mistake, he would have nothing to do, but where should Wei Yuehua go?
"Yuehua, I want to send you to Dangshan Temple tonight, and then..."
Wei Yuehua smiled calmly and interrupted Huang Shan: "What happens next? Will you come back and face it again? Are you afraid that things will happen again and I won't be able to protect myself? Brother Shan, we are a family, and I was born to you.
Your death is your responsibility. No matter whether it goes smoothly or not, I will accompany you. In the face of life and death, I just want to be with you. Besides, I can still give you some advice if I am here.
If I'm not around, I'll be even more worried about you, do you understand?"
Huangshan was greatly moved. As the saying goes, if you want to have the same person, you will never be apart. Is this Wei Yuehua? He who can never leave at such a critical moment of life and death must be right.
How much love he had deposited. Huangshan held Wei Yuehua in his arms. He had no words at this moment but said everything.
At this moment, the one who couldn't sleep all night was Xi Wuhan. Xi Wuhan was pestering Duan Baoji, hoping that Duan Baoji could take her to participate in the martial arts competition.
"Master, I really want to go. Brother Shan is facing so much pressure now, and I should be by his side. Master, I beg you, just take me there."
Xi Wuhan's plea did not move Duan Baoji. Since Duan Baoji settled the feud with Yang Andao, her temper has become much softer and she is no longer as irritable as before. Xi Wuhan also saw this, and she dared to be so unscrupulous.
Duan Baoji would have become angry if this happened before.
"Wuhan, my master knows your mood, and I can completely understand your mood, but do you know who will appear at the martial arts conference tomorrow? There are some senior masters in the martial arts world, and some who are hiding in the world.
All the best masters will participate. What they covet is the things left by your father. Your brother Shan also uses these things as bait to lure these people out. Tomorrow is very likely to be a fierce battle. Just use your skills.
, it won’t help at all, but it will also hurt your Brother Shan, do you understand?”
Xi Wuhan is also stubborn. Although she agrees with what her master said, and although she also knows that she may be a disservice, she doesn't know why, but she always has an impulse in her heart.
"But if that's the case, it's even more important for me to go. It's my duty to protect what my father left behind. We once promised my mother that we would love each other forever. How can I stand by and watch when he is in danger?"
Duan Baoji glanced at Xi Wuhan and sighed meaningfully: "Wuhan, tell me the truth, do you like Huangshan in your heart? Do you know that in his heart, he may only have that girl Wei?"
Duan Baoji didn't beat around the bush, because she felt that it was better to say it outright than to keep guessing about some things. In this way, no matter what happened, even if she was hurt, it would only happen once. She was someone who had been there, and she knew the thoughts of boys and girls very well.
Xi Wuhan tilted his head and thought for a long time before Qiqi Aiai said: "Master, how do you say this? I don't know if you can understand that I have always regarded him as my own brother, but when other women want to be with him
I felt really bad at the time. I don’t know if this is love, and I don’t know what kind of emotion it is. Master, in fact, I don’t know how to say it..."
Duan Baoji breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that she was overthinking it. Xi Wuhan and Huangshan didn't have the kind of love between men and women. She just wasn't used to the person she regarded as her biological brother having another woman next to her.
That's fine, so that neither of them will be hurt by love in the end. In this world, any kind of injury can be healed, but only heart injuries and emotional injuries are the most painful and the most incurable.
"Okay," Duan Baoji touched Xi Wuhan's head kindly: "Go and rest, practice well at home, as long as your teacher is here, your brother Shan will be fine."
In the open space in Wuwei Temple, Xi Wusi stood with his sword in hand. Suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, he picked up a few sword flowers. Then the long sword came out of his hand and shot towards the corridor. Wusi followed up with his body skills.
The sword was still fast. I saw Wu Si grabbing the long sword, and in an instant the entire open space was covered with gleaming swords.
Qi. Xi Wusi's movement was as fast as an ape's. The momentum under the long sword became more and more domineering. Wherever the sword energy went, waves of wind and waves blew. In a moment, the sword energy had surrounded him, and he was far away.
Looking at it, all he could see was a cocoon made of sword energy, and Wusi was the silkworm that kept laying cocoons in the middle.
In the corridor, a monk stood with his hands behind his hands. Seeing Xi Wusi practicing his sword, he nodded and smiled frequently. Suddenly, the monk took out the sword in his hand, rolled sideways, and a burst of sword light scattered toward Xi Wusi like a goddess scattering flowers.
Xi Wusi sneered, straightened his sword, and stabbed straight towards the light of the sword. The swords met and sparked bursts of sparks, like fireworks exploding in the night sky. The monk's sword skills were steady and as fast as
Feng, Xi Wusi's sword was light and domineering. For a moment, the swords were fighting inextricably.
The two of them fought each other, and when they were enjoying themselves, Xi Wusi suddenly jumped up with a roar, and at the same time, he waved his long sword, and a sword energy went straight towards the monk. The monk showed no fear, and while dodging, he drew his sword.
His face swept directly towards Wusi's head. Xi Wusi blocked the Jie Dao with one move of his long sword, and at the same time, the sword technique with his right hand went straight towards the monk's Shenshu point.
The sword light flashed again, and either the monk's Shenshu point was injured, or the hand holding the knife was scratched by the sword. In the dilemma, the monk closed his eyes tightly, waiting for Wu Si's move. At this critical moment, Xi Wusi hurriedly
He stopped his move and quickly confessed to the monk.
"Senior brother, I acted recklessly, please punish me."
The monk smiled slightly and said: "Junior brother, your swordsmanship and internal strength are becoming more and more impressive. I am no longer your opponent. If some time passes, I am afraid I will not be able to survive ten moves against you."
Xi Wuhan still wanted to be humble, and the monk quickly said: "Junior brother, I know what you want to say. The fact is that you are a prodigy in martial arts. Coupled with your hard work, your future achievements in martial arts will be as good as
I'm afraid no one can match him. Tomorrow is the day of the martial arts competition. You pack up and go to Nanzhao City to help your brother. The master said that the essence of martial arts is to be trained in martial arts competitions. You can only discover it by constantly fighting against masters.
Only your own weaknesses can absorb the essence."
Xi Wusi was very excited. His senior brothers had always been talking to him. He also knew that there were mountain people outside the mountain. He also wanted to see the outside world. At the same time, he always thought about fighting side by side with Huangshan. He
He thanked his senior brother and ran all the way to his residence. At this moment, his face was full of anticipation and excitement.
The senior brother prepared a fast horse for him. He hastily packed up a few pieces of clothing, put a long sword on his back and rode off. The horse's hooves stirred up a cloud of dust.
The wind blew past his ears, and Wusi did not appreciate the night scenery along the way. With the faint light of the stars and moon, the rapid sound of horse hooves broke the quiet night, until he saw a fat figure not far ahead.
He Xiong stood with his hands behind his hands, staring at Xi Wusi running towards him. Xi Wusi was only thinking about rushing, but he didn't expect that someone would suddenly appear on the road. He didn't recognize He Xiong, he only knew that someone was blocking his way, and
Still an uninvited guest.
To strike first is to gain the upper hand, this is the principle he has always adhered to since he was practicing martial arts, and now is no exception. Since he doesn't know the depth of the opponent, he has to strike first. Xi Wuhan took advantage of the situation and stepped on the saddle, rising up tall and tall.
The sword suddenly shot out, and a cold light went straight towards He Xiong.