"Did you guess it?"
Fang Yuan Shiran stepped forward with an indifferent expression, but the coldness in his eyes made Song San deeply feel the approach of death.
"Wait a minute..."
He couldn't help shouting: "You killed Song Yujie. The old immortal in Song Zhong will never let you go. He has gone crazy now and wants everyone to bury his son with him... I can help you, I know that old guy's …”
Halfway through his words, a look of horror suddenly appeared on Song Zhong's face as he looked at the black blood he spat out.
"I'll take care of that old dog. You can get on your way now!"
Except for the King of Hell's Tie, Fang Yuan has not seen anyone who can cure the mutated bead-tailed snake's poison.
Naturally, this warrior, whose skills are similar to his own, can't do it either!
Not long after, Song San fell softly and turned into a corpse with a green and black complexion.
"It's a pity... The poison spread so quickly. I originally wanted to hear more news... But, you are not worthy of my pill to extend your life..."
After Song San died, a trace of regret appeared on Fang Yuan's face, and he waved his hand: "Hua Hu Miao, go patrol around and if anyone approaches, just kill him!"
"Giggle!"
A bolt of white lightning shot out quickly, and soon came back with clean claws, and shook his little head again.
"No one? Could it be that Song San was followed by someone alone?"
Fang Yuan was a little confused, but then he saw "Trouble" lying on the ground and sighed again: "You are so lucky!"
If Song San had intended to give up, Fang Yuan would have naturally sent Zhou Wenwu away to settle the relationship, but Song San's intention was to affect him, and in the end it was his own misfortune.
Moreover, this person has been unconscious and does not know his attitude and performance just now.
Then there is the value of saving one after another.
"Even the Zhou family was destroyed. It seems that Song Zhong is indeed half crazy. He just happened to save Zhou Wenwu and let him go to the sect to cry out. There are witnesses to this fratricide. No sect will let it go. !”
As long as it is a gang organization, it is impossible to tolerate seeing the horses under its command attacking and killing each other. Otherwise, will the cohesion be necessary
If the Zhou family had been destroyed and there was no one to blame, Song Zhong might still be able to throw in a few scapegoats and successfully escape.
But now that Zhou Wenwu has testified, no matter how huge the energy of the Song Dynasty is, it will not help. This is a public outrage!
Therefore, Zhou Wenwu now became a valuable card in Fang Yuan's eyes, worth saving.
After all, Song Yujie died at his hands, and he would never feel at ease unless Song Zhong was completely beaten to death.
…
"Dad... Ah Fu..."
In the dream, Song Zhong's ferocious face was vaguely visible in the light of swords and blood.
Zhou Wenwu screamed and woke up, feeling cool all over his body.
The injury that was originally imprinted on the chest by the inner palm force felt much better now.
"That's right... My father fought tooth and nail to resist the enemy and allowed my sister and I to escape through the secret passage. Unfortunately, we were hunted down again. Even with the cover of dead soldiers, we were eventually separated... "
His eyes gradually became clearer, and he looked around: "Is this... the valley?"
"Are you awake?"
Fang Yuan came in carrying a medicine bowl with a look of concern on his face.
"Thank you, layman, for saving your life!"
Zhou Wenwu was about to stand up and salute, but Fang Yuan pushed him down: "You are injured, you should take good care of yourself... What happened to the Zhou family?"
"The Zhou family..."
At the mention of this, Zhou Wenwu's eyes turned red and tears rolled down his face: "From now on, the Zhou family is eliminated from Qingye City!"
"This has happened. Are Mr. Zhou and the eldest lady okay?"
Fang Yuan asked in surprise: "Who is the murderer?"
"The man behind the scenes is undoubtedly Song Zhong!"
Zhou Wenwu gritted his teeth and said: "Although the thief is disguised, I saw it with my own eyes and there is no mistake!"
"Hiss..."
Fang Yuan took a breath and said in shock: "Is this possible?"
"Then Song Zhong is a madman!"
Zhou Wenwu stood up from his seat: "My sister and I broke out separately. I wonder if the layman saw it? There were also pursuers. At that time, it seemed that Song San, the eldest disciple of the Song Dynasty, was chasing me. He had already obtained seventy points of the old thief. Cheng Zhenzhuan is quite difficult to deal with..."
"I haven't seen it yet..."
Fang Yuan shook his head: "Mr. Zhou, you are a lucky person and a good person. This place is very secretive. Song San may have gone back to resume his life long ago..."
"I guess so!"
Zhou Wenwu was filled with disbelief in his heart. When he thought about this layman's methods, he suddenly became shuddered and answered tacitly.
"Okay, I wonder, Mr. Zhou, what are your plans next?"
Fang Yuan asked a few more questions before getting to the point.
"Of course I will go to the sect and ask the sect leader to seek justice!"
Zhou Wenwu's eyes were red and his fists were clenched: "This old thief and I are inseparable!"
It seems that he is also very clear that with his own strength, there is absolutely nothing he can do to deal with Song Zhong, and he must seek help from the sect.
Besides, Song Zhong made a big mistake this time. As long as he can be exposed, he will definitely die!
"Based on your current injury, you shouldn't have done much movement. Fortunately, Qinghe County is not far from here. I'll prescribe another dose of medicine, which will be enough to make you move as usual, but you can no longer use martial arts!"
Fang Yuan said with his jaw raised.
"Thank you for your kindness, layman!"
Zhou Wenwu said gratefully, with a kind of sadness in his heart. Zhou Wenxin didn't come to join them, and it was probably a disaster.
As a result, he was the only one left in the Zhou family.
"After revenge, even if the villain acts like a cow or a horse, he will still repay the layman's great kindness!"
"That's not necessary..."
Fang Yuan shook his hands wildly and glanced deeply at Zhou Wenwu: "It's just that you are seriously injured and have not recovered, so I should escort you to the county seat, right?"
"What?"
As soon as he said this, Zhou Wenwu was stunned.
He originally had this idea, but thinking about how much trouble he had already caused, he felt embarrassed to speak up. At this time, Fang Yuan took the initiative to propose that he was a good person in his eyes!
Little did he know that in Fang Yuan's eyes, how could Song Zhong be completely condemned to death without him as the master of suffering? This card is too important, but it cannot be lost at all, so you still have to take action personally.
Of course, Zhou Wenwu didn't know all this at all. In his eyes, this young layman not only had excellent medical skills, but also had a kind heart. He was so dazzling that no one dared to look directly at him.
…
"Qinghe County..."
On the road, an ox cart was slowly moving forward. Fang Yuan was wearing a bamboo hat and thinking silently.
Of course there are government offices in this world, but their presence is pitifully low. For example, in Qingye City, a few families had the final say.
The county and city were not much better. To Qinghe County, Guiling Sect was like a local emperor, and the imperial yamen became a decoration.
Oh, maybe you can't say that. After all, some of the county's senior officials are "concurrently" held by the senior officials of Guiling Sect.
From this, Fang Yuan roughly understood how miserable the royal family of his country was, and it was almost as powerful as the royal family of a constitutional monarchy in the dream world.
It is precisely because of this that after the sect massacre occurred, Zhou Wenwu did not even mention the matter to the official. He only wanted the sect to seek justice for him.
The oxcart moved slowly and smoothly, which was of great benefit to the wounded lying inside.
"The flower fox and marten stay in the valley to look after the house. I alone will be enough for this trip to the county and city!"
"Of course, Black Sand Palm will not be exposed as long as it is not exposed. The skills of Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt must be improved as soon as possible!"
Fang Yuan's eyes were filled with eagerness to try, and he glanced at his attribute column:
"Name: Fang Yuan
Fine: 2.7
Qi: 2.6
God: 1.5
Age: 18
Cultivation level: fifth level of martial arts
Skills: Black Sand Palm [Fifth Level], Eagle Claw Iron Shirt [Fourth Level]
Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 2], Implantation Skills [Level 3]"
"With a foundation in martial arts, the Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt improves very quickly..."
Even when he was looking for spiritual fertilizer, Fang Yuan did not give up exercising. What's more, with the meat of spiritual birds as a supplement, the effect was no worse than that of red jade rice.
"The Qi Yuan has increased by another 0.1, and the iron cloth shirt has increased by one level. It is not far away from the fifth level of perfect proficiency..."
Looking at this situation, Fang Yuan nodded to express satisfaction.
The last time he killed Song Yujie, he exposed the details of Black Sand Palm, so it was better not to use this skill if he didn't want to use it.
The Eagle Claw Iron Clothes did not have this taboo, and could even practice until the 12th level of the Golden Lock Tower was completed, so he naturally gained more attention from him.
Fang Yuan fixed his eyes on the Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt, and more information suddenly appeared in his mind:
"Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt - practice both internal and external skills. After completion, your whole body will be like an iron cloth, invulnerable to water and fire, and hard to be hurt by swords. It is currently at the fourth level, and comes with the enhancement of the inner breath of the Eagle Claw Skill!"
Before the sixth level of martial arts, without breaking the injury gate, what you practice in any martial arts is inner breath, not inner force!
From Fang Yuan's point of view, this is the difference between chaos and strength.
However, practicing one more skill is also quite beneficial for the inner breath.
He felt at this moment that the "furnace" in his lower abdomen seemed to have grown stronger, blazing fiercely, and there was a vague power in it.
If you can break through the injury gate, you will definitely be able to transform your inner strength into the threshold of being recognized as a master in Qinghe County!
"Fang... Mr. Fang!"
Just when Fang Yuan was pondering the changes in the Eagle Claw Skill, a weak voice came from inside the bullock cart.
"Mr. Zhou, how do you feel?"
Fang Yuan opened the car curtain and immediately saw Zhou Wenwu's pale face.
"Ahem... I can still hold on!"
Zhou Wenwu coughed twice, and blood was faintly visible in the seams of his hands: "Then... that old thief will never let me go. He will definitely send someone to intercept me on the main road of Qinghe County!"
"so what?"
Fang Yuan smiled confidently: "As long as you don't meet Song Zhong himself, don't worry!"
Song San, who claimed to have 70% of Song Zhong's true inheritance, was easily slapped to death by him, which made Fang Yuan aware of his own strength. Not to mention running rampant in Qinghe County, Song Zhong's group of disciples were still enough to get rid of.
Moreover, there are so many roads leading to the county town, and he deliberately took a detour. Whether he can actually find it is still a matter of debate.
However, there may be trouble when entering the city.