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Three hundred and fifty-seven degrees of river wind

While his throat was moving slightly, the medicine was also transported down his throat and into Wei Changpan's body. Unless his entire intestines were dug out and washed, the desired effect must have already taken place in his body.

"Do you know what you just did?" Ah Wu, who was obviously extremely angry, his eyes were cracked, and his face was ferocious as if he wanted to choose someone to devour. "Do you want the entire Kaolu Terrace to be buried with you?"

This is the first time that he has failed to live up to the young master's instructions since he followed the young master. He has already had great tolerance and patience towards these two women from Gulutai, but they are so rampant that they dare to disobey the young master under his own eyes.

Will, but I, so far away, have no time to stop it.

A few moments after taking the pill, a faint blood color appeared on Wei Changpan's face. His breath like a gossamer slowly gained strength, and the flow of vitality in his body was slowed down. His life was temporarily suspended.

.

But neither Lu Jiu nor Shen Yi had time to look at them. Their actions just now had already created a strong enemy for them. Even Wu Erlang, who was at the end of his strength, could take his head in an instant. I am afraid that the entire Gelu Terrace would not be able to find him.

come out.

He wants the entire Cutting Platform to be buried with him... Shen Yi doesn't think this is a joke.

Birds are chirping, the wind is blowing on the treetops, and the bloody smell around them is as thick as a swamp, but the murderous intent exuding from the man in front of him is more suffocating than the bloody smell.

Shen Yi felt that the palm of her hand holding the weapon was slightly sweaty. This was a unique situation after she started killing people.

After silently reciting the compulsory formula for the Kasukadai Assassins, she forced herself to calm down. After her heartbeat slowed down, her hands returned to stability.

After roughly knowing the identity of the man in front of her, she didn't think that the methods of inducement and coercion would be effective on him, and there was no chance of winning in a sword fight, so how to escape became a difficult problem.

As a Gelutai assassin, his ability to escape after killing someone is naturally not inferior to his killing skills. When Shen Yi is alone, relying on his superb body skills may not necessarily prevent him from escaping. But as an orthodox successor of Qimen Formation,

Lu Jiu has only practiced some techniques to strengthen his body and prolong his life, so his skills may not be much better than those of the stronger Qingzhuang.

A few days before leaving, the chain armor she had Lu Jiu wear close to his body was indeed miraculous against ordinary swords, bows and crossbows, but it was completely a burden when facing a warrior like Ah Wu. She signaled Lu Jiu to remove his armor with her eyes.

After Shen Yi adjusted his breathing, he replied in as calm a tone as possible: "I gave him medicine that can inhibit the backlash."

"Young master, you don't need to be alive to be a useless person."

"Of course a useless person won't do it. Otherwise, the assassins in this station will lose their martial arts as soon as they use their secret skills. Even if there are ten times more assassins, it will not help."

Shen Yi's sincere words did not seem to be false. After a moment, Ah Wu, who was about to explode, also put away most of his murderous intentions, but his expression was by no means good: "Is there a but?"

"It's not what you expected." Shen Yi replied: "It is quite certain that he can save his current martial arts level and his life, but Wei Changpan is bound to have a lot of difficulties in martial arts walking and climbing stairs in the future..."

There are many difficulties, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is difficult to move forward in Shen Yi's opinion. The acupoints and meridians forcibly opened by the secret technique will shrink and block again after the time expires. If he wants to make any progress again, it will be a hundred times harder than before.

.Facing a warrior like Ah Wu, Shen Yi didn't dare to lie, so he could use slightly modified words. It was reasonable to say that there was some discrepancy between the truth and the truth.

If Wei Changpan is dead, let him be buried in peace. If he is still alive, help him improve his martial arts realm. In Ah Wu's opinion, this was originally as simple as picking up a bowl to eat and sticking his butt out to shit, but now it is.

We have fallen into such a dilemma.

As expected, his energy-raising skills were still not enough. When thinking about this, Ah Wu couldn't help but feel a little frustrated. In today's world, he considered himself by no means an arrogant and domineering person, but when he was young, his temper was not very good. When he was angry,

I can probably count the number of forbidden things that I have done with force on one hand. After following the young master, I became more restrained. I have not been angry for many years, but I never thought that I would be so arrogant when facing these two women from Fenglutai.

Lu Jiu felt the temperature of the iron rings on her five fingers and the pain embedded in the bloody wounds. She was already a little numb to this constant dull pain.

It wasn't a good thing, so she moved her fingers while rearranging the threads where the man couldn't see her, letting the heartbreaking pain make her face slightly distorted.

"Young master, you have some respect for the Kalutai assassins who went north, but it cannot be used as a talisman for your wanton actions." After pondering for a while, Ah Wu restrained all his murderous intentions, "This is my compensation for destroying that medicine."

If what happened today happened fifteen years ago... no, even ten years ago, not only the two female assassins from Gelutai, but even if he could not uproot the killer sect hidden in the mountains of Huizhou,

He would never let go of any assassin within his sight. But after thinking about it for a moment, he figured out one more thing, that is, what he wanted to do was something the Young Master never wanted to see. Since the Young Master didn’t want to see it,

, he will naturally not act recklessly and make the young master thunder angry.

It is a popular saying among the people in several states in the south of the Yangtze River that after the scorching heat of the three volts, autumn will look like tigers. It is roughly said that after the scorching heat of the three volts, autumn will also look like colorful tigers. In the Dayao Dynasty, rice in the south of the Yangtze River can be ripe for two seasons, and it is harvesting time soon after autumn.

During the rice season, the nearby villagers could see the flames blazing into the sky and the sound of killing people near the inn in the distance. They were frightened to the point of bursting with fear and locked their doors tightly, so they dared not go to the fields to farm.

The autumn day hung in the sky was still fierce in the end, but Lu Jiu's face was as white as rice paper, beads of sweat rolled down her nose like beans, and her brows, which were as green as the distant mountains, were still frowning, on her knees

The brows of the young man next to him were also furrowed, and his cheeks twitching from time to time and a faintly ferocious look showed that he was still suffering from great pain even in a coma.

In the end, Ah Wu left before the two of them. After further learning that Wei Changpan was probably alive but had little hope of martial arts entry, he still did not take action against Shen Yi and Lu Jiu, but just attacked them before leaving.

Said something like this:

"Although I failed to kill Wu Erlang with my own hands, the young master still recognized what he did along the way, so I will come here to help save his life and try to improve his future martial arts achievements." He said with some words.

The sarcasm continued, "Young Master has promised something else. In the future, this young man will seek revenge on Gelutai and Songfeng Mountain, and Young Master will not interfere in the slightest."

After saying this, he left. As for whether the two Gelutai women would kill or save them after hearing this, he dismissed them.

"save

After thinking about him, one day he will still use swords against Songfeng Mountain and our people in Gelutai." Shen Yi sighed behind her, "It doesn't matter if the people in Songfeng Mountain die, but he and those in Qishan County around him The Zhang family and the remnants of Yanyulou will not let go of everyone around you and Aunt Shen. Do you still want to save him even though you know that my life will end if you die?"

Lu Jiu turned a deaf ear to Shen Yi's words. The only thing she did besides looking after Wei Changpan was to move her fingers and use the few remaining silk threads connected to the iron rings to cut off those who were attracted to the blood and corpses. There were buzzing insects, and then we looked at the wild geese soaring in the distant sky, passing thousands of mountains and rivers from north to south.

....

"People are still alive, but they have overexploited their potential with secret techniques. Even if they can maintain their current martial arts realm, it will be difficult for their future martial arts future to reach the sky."

In the waterside pavilion, the hungover young man was lazily leaning on the brocade collapse, as if a jade mountain was about to collapse. The small red clay stove nearby was simmering a decoction that had the effect of sobering up and strengthening the body. Although the day was still high in the afternoon, But when there was a strong wind by the river, the plain gauze curtain almost blew onto the young master's face. There were only two people in the waterside pavilion, Ah Wu and Gongzi Xiang, so the former had to get up and tie the gauze curtain tightly to the beams and columns of the waterside pavilion.

"The future of martial arts has been ruined. Even if the Zhang family in Qishan County is a rare battlefield martial artist who can master both internal and external skills, martial arts climbing upstairs has always been about sailing against the current or retreating if he does not advance. In two years, even if he has already crossed the threshold of the fourth floor, I can't stabilize this state for long." After tightening the last curtain, he said, "It's very common for new people to replace old ones in the world. In several states, you can always find young people who take on big responsibilities."

"It's too late." Smelling the soup on the small red clay stove, Young Master Xiang's drunkenness seemed to have subsided a bit, "Look at this."

After saying that, he casually threw the small ball of Xijuan beside him towards Ah Wu. However, due to his poor accuracy and lack of strength, he was about to fall in mid-air, but the latter grabbed it into his palm like a swallow grabbing water.

"What the Master said is true. Ah Wu is incompetent and failed to fulfill the Master's instructions." After carefully reading the words on the Xijuan, Ah Wu half-knelt on the ground, nodded and lowered his eyebrows, "Please punish me, Master!"

"I'm going to punish you by going to the car to bring two jars of wine and moving the stove for this medicine farther away." Young Master Xiang pinched his nose and smiled bitterly, "The smell of this medicine is making your young master's head grow bigger."

"This medicine is for curing Young Master's chest ailments, but the wine is for harming Young Master's body. Please forgive me for my difficulty in obeying my orders!"

"He is clearly considered a master in the world. He follows a sick man all day long and talks like a grandma in the house." Young Master Xiang, who was half leaning against Jin Tao, waved his hand, "Help me up."

Ah Wu carefully helped him up, and together they looked at the sparkling river water rolling eastward.

"Over the past millennium, I don't know how many heroes have been swept away by the rolling white waves here." Gongzi Xiang said with a sense of loss, "I wonder if there will be a chance to enjoy the Jiangfeng here again in the future."

Over the years, he has traveled north, south, west, and back east, and has done a lot. If it still doesn't work...

But the green hills are still there, aren't they?


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