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Three hundred and fifty-three heroes

"Is it Guelutai Shen Yi?" Ah Wu wiped his hands on his short shirt, "I've heard about his name for a long time."

Shen Yi looked warily at the man who fell from the sky. No matter how he looked at him, he looked like a barefooted middle-aged farmer.

But this man, who had an extremely mediocre aura and skin, killed the Xiaoyaoshan King who was even troublesome to her with one move.

The pill was taking effect in Shen Yi's limbs and bones. The effect of the medicine was flowing through his flesh and blood, and the broken bones no longer hurt. Even so, Shen Yi thought about it again and again before he considered the words and spoke:

"May I ask who you are?"

"The nameless rat."

The unknown rat who can kill Wu Erlang with one move? Shen Yi couldn't help but secretly curse, but it was a good thing that such a terrifying warrior was not an enemy. But before Shen Yi could come up with some words to deceive this man's identity, The latter had already bent over and squatted beside the unconscious Wei Changpan, and he had the medical skills at his fingertips. Unexpectedly, this man seemed to have some medical skills.

"Broken bones can be healed after a year and a half of treatment. Needless to say, the injuries to the skin and flesh will not cause any disability as the martial artist has a strong body." As time went by, Ah Wu's face became more and more gloomy, and then he turned to look at Shen. Yi, "But the secret technique he used is obviously more powerful than the secret technique Wu Erlang practiced, and it smells like your Kalu Tai."

He moved half of his body slightly so that Shen Yi could look directly at the young man's neck. The blood veins usually hidden under the skin were now bulging blue as thick as a little finger, while the surroundings were as white as rice paper.

"It is indeed a secret technique that is rarely circulated in this station. If Qipin Yi is still superior to the secret technique practiced by Wu Erlang, it seems that it has not yet been perfected. If it can weaken the backlash and be able to perform the technique a second time, it must be Wu Erlang will not be his opponent." Shen Yi leaned over and touched the bulging blood veins, and the touch did not feel like a human body at all.

"If you put the secret technique into his hands, you will naturally find ways to suppress the backlash." Ah Wu's tone was filled with undeniable majesty, "My master wants him to live, so he cannot die."

Even with such overbearing, arrogant and unreasonable words, Shen Yi did not show any contempt at all. He hesitated for a long time before speaking, "But the elders of this station have already issued a death order against him. He can still survive after issuing a death order." , there is no precedent in this station.”

"It's not that there is no precedent, it's just that those old guys never mention such shameless things to you juniors."

They sealed several tight spots on Wei Changpan's body one after another in a way that even Shen Yi couldn't figure out.

Ah Wu, who wanted acupuncture points and could chop off Wu Erlang's head with one move, softened his expression a little, "Qi and blood are going backwards. Although your life is not in danger for a while after sealing a few acupoints, you still have to tie the bell to untie it. You guys You assassins always have a solution to the secret techniques leaked out of the deer-cutting platform."

But before Shen Yi could answer, he stood up and looked to the north with a faint smile: "They are the officers and soldiers from Suzhou? Sure enough, the adults in the officialdom can't escape the trap of cunning rabbits and dead lackeys."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Yi hesitate to speak, and Ah Wu smiled again, "Instead of thinking about how to bargain, it is better to see how the little girl's hand is injured. It is not easy for the orthodox inheritance of Qimen Formation to be succeeded. If you lose both hands, the array you set up will be greatly compromised."

Only then did Shen Yi notice Lu Jiu's bloody and miserable hands. Even the iron rings used for threading were sunk deep into his fingers. Seeing those hands, Shen Yi felt angry in his heart, but when she saw When she opened her eyes, the words of rebuke that had just reached her lips turned into an inaudible sigh in the end:

"Since your Excellency has seen it clearly, Shen Yi will no longer be presumptuous. He just wants to say that if he returns to this station, the elders will still kill him..."

"Although the elders you talk about are all rotten wood, these old guys who know the ways of merchants are not too confused when it comes to weighing the pros and cons." Ah Wu glanced at Lu Jiu, who was beside him in a daze, with a hint of meaning. With a deep look on his face, he said, "Besides, the genius beside you, who is a genius in Qimen formation, doesn't seem to agree to your killing."

"So what if she is a genius with extraordinary skills? In the eyes of us, she is just an ignorant little girl."

After Shen Yi pondered for a moment, he took out a gilt celadon vial. As soon as he opened the cork wrapped in fine silk, there was a stench like a rotting corpse filling the surroundings. Seeing that the unknown man's expression remained unchanged, she took it with him With some surprise, he poured out two pills that were all dark and bumpy. After pinching his nose and swallowing one of them, he handed the other one to Ah Wu's palm:

"There is no good way to completely eliminate the consequences of using secret techniques in Gelutai. We can only try our best to eliminate the fundamental impact of weakening the backlash on the body, but it can never be done to the extent that the medicine can cure the disease." Shen Yi said inadvertently. He glanced at Lu Jiu's expression next to him, and then said with some hesitation for the first time, "However, after suffering such a serious injury and having secret skills backfire, if I take this medicine again, although my life is probably safe, my future in martial arts will be cut off. It's not uncommon in this station. On the other hand, if you can endure the backlash of this secret technique and survive it, it may be of some benefit to your martial arts understanding."

Ah Wu, who had always been calm and calm, finally felt a little excited when he heard this.

Moved, he lowered his head and carefully examined the pill in the palm of his hand that exuded the smell of corpse and had bumps on its surface, but he didn't see any clues.

Even with his knowledge of the killer sect of Gelutai, he couldn't see anything wrong with Shen Yi's words and this pill. The young master would never let Wei Changpan live and Ah Wu would die, but once even Wei Wei could barely He couldn't guarantee his future in martial arts at all costs, and he couldn't think of anything else in this young man that was worthy of the young master's sacrifice.

"Is this the only kind of medicine?"

"There are more than just this kind, but in terms of medicinal effect, there is no one better than this one." The gradually fading flush on Shen Yi's cheeks is the best proof, "The value of dozens of rare medicinal materials, and then there is the priceless treasure. The prescription in your hand may seem like a piece of cake on the outside, but in the eyes of people like us, it is worth a thousand dollars."

There are so many blood feuds in my body, if I don’t have the martial arts realm to protect myself, I will become a lamb to be slaughtered.

Is that a useless person?

Without that pitiful level of martial arts, even if there is no Kalutai killer Do Chong in the future, Songfeng Mountain can send a few disciples from outside the mountain to kill him. Even if his life is saved by then, so what? It's not the only way. Hiding in the dark, gritting his teeth to survive, and finally dying with resentment and last wishes...

The life of an ant, the death of a hero, how would you choose when you were sober?

"Even if it is the life of an ant, it is better to always live than to beg for death over and over for a sect that no longer exists." As if she had seen through his thoughts, Lu Jiu, who had been in a daze, said quietly: " It's not easy for him to survive, but why do you people still demand so much from him?"

"Grudges soaked in blood can never be settled. Don't forget that the hands of your Gelutai assassins are full of the blood of his sect's elders and fellow sects." Ah Wu looked solemn, "In Jiangzhou, in Dayao,

In this world, there are never a few people who want him dead. Only when his hand can still hold the knife tightly, those who want him dead will be a little restrained."

He slowly stood up and said this while bending his knees slightly toward the north:

"How many heroes in the world are not born to die?"


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