"Huh?" As soon as Zhang Sanfeng touched Ren Yingying's pulse, he was startled by the cold air in her meridians, "Who's true energy is so vicious?"
Ah Zi hurriedly said: "This girl was accidentally injured by my junior brother, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Although she grew up in the Western Regions, Zhang Sanfeng's name is still well-known. Hearing that Ren Yingying is Zhang Sanfeng's grandson-in-law, Ah Zi is worried In a rage, Zhang Sanfeng chopped You Tanzhi.
Seeing that the fairy in his heart actually helped him out of the siege, You Tanzhi's eyes immediately became moist, and he secretly swore in his heart: In this life and this life, I will definitely protect Miss AZi so that she will not be wronged at all!
It's a pity how did he know that Ah Zi didn't care about his life or death, but worried that after he died, it would not be so easy to find such an obedient servant...
"Miss Ren, is this really the case?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Ren Yingying suspiciously and asked.
Ren Yingying frowned slightly, glanced at Song Qingshu quietly, and hummed subconsciously: "It's really just a misunderstanding." Seeing that A Zi had been subdued by Song Qingshu, and You Tanzhi listened to A Zi's words, You Tanzhi also agreed with her Song Qingshu is on the front line, the other party has been helping him just now, it is hard to cross the river and tear down the bridge now, cut off one of his potential support.
Seeing that Ren Yingying didn't pursue it, Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, and didn't ask anymore, but continued to investigate the condition of the cold poison in her body, and soon he let out a surprise: "The cold poison in your body is extremely domineering. Yuan protects the meridians for you, now the cold poison may have invaded your top door, heart and dantian, at that time the cold poison in your body cannot be cured by external force."
Zhang Wuji was hit by Xuanming God's palm when he was young, and Zhang Sanfeng exhausted his efforts to treat cold poison for him, so his understanding of cold poison is naturally a bit more than ordinary people. At the beginning Zhang Wuji was invaded by the cold poison into the top door, heart and dantian, so that with Zhang Sanfeng's century-old skill, he couldn't suck out the cold poison in his body. "Shen Gong", use the true qi of the most rigid and yang to force out the cold poison by yourself.
"Ah?" Ren Yingying exclaimed. With Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation level, she can't be wrong. Although she was grateful to that mysterious person for saving her, she still had a suspicion in her heart that the other party had been Holding her like this, maybe he was trying to take advantage of it, only then did he realize that the man was really just trying to save himself, and had no evil intentions at all.
Thinking that she had misunderstood the other party, Ren Yingying couldn't help giving Song Qing Shubao an apologetic look.
Noticing Ren Yingying's gaze, Zhang Sanfeng also looked at Song Qingshu, couldn't help but
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Appreciated: "On the one hand, you have to suppress the domineering cold poison in Yingying's body, and on the other hand, you also have to deal with the top masters in the martial arts. Your honor's skill is really unfathomable."
Song Qingshu was in a cold sweat, thinking how could I deserve Zhang Sanfeng's respectful title based on the seniority of the two of them, and hurriedly saluted: "Your junior has met Mr. Zhang." Regarding the matter at the Lion Slaying Conference, he subconsciously had some resistance to the Wudang faction in his heart, he hesitated for a while, but he still didn't say anything.
Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly: "Little layman, you don't have to be polite. Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for saving Yingying. She is the future daughter-in-law of our Wudang Sect."
Ren Yingying was shy and embarrassed, but the real relationship between her and Song Qingshu was hard to explain, so she could only sulking by herself.
Song Qingshu also had a strange expression on his face, so he could only say: "Then please trouble Zhang Zhenren to suppress the cold poison for Miss Ren, and this junior will have to fight this master Xu Zhu."
"This is natural." Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, the dense purple energy in his body moved with his thoughts, and a majestic and mellow true energy was input into Ren Yingying's meridians. Wherever he passed, the cold poison suddenly melted like ice and snow. .
Ren Yingying gritted her teeth, and suddenly said: "Realist Zhang is a half-immortal figure in the martial arts world. Even my father can only perform the gift of disciple when he sees a real person. If Yingying asks a real person to heal my wounds in person, this...wouldn't it be a short lifespan?" What? Let my friend detoxify me."
As soon as she said this, the people around were stunned, and even Song Qingshu was surprised. Although she was polite, everyone present who was not a human being could feel the abnormality in her words. Too much involvement in general.
"This..." Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly. He noticed that Ren Yingying had a strange affection for this mysterious masked man, and he felt a little unhappy. After all, she was already Song Qingshu's fiancée in name, but at this time she was having an affair with other men...
"Another demon girl who came from the demon sect." Zhang Sanfeng sighed secretly. He didn't pay much attention to the distinction between good and evil. How could his beloved disciple Zhang Cuishan fall in love with Yin Susu of the Sky Eagle Sect? It made Yu Daiyan crippled, Zhang Cuishan killed himself, and a white-haired man gave away a black-haired man. While saddened, it was inevitable that he didn't like the members of the Demon Cult.
However, Zhang Sanfeng is a person who has lived for a hundred years after all, and his mind quickly became open-minded: This little girl dared to express her true feelings in front of me. It seems that her marriage with Qingshu was probably involuntary. Girl, you really dare to love and hate, if I had such courage back then...
touched bosom
(This chapter is not over, please turn the page). Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help recalling an old incident in his boyhood about the pair of Shaolin iron arhats in the picture, but he felt a little admiration for Ren Yingying in his heart.
"If that's the case, the impoverished man won't do it for me." Zhang Sanfeng smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pushed it lightly, and Ren Yingying returned to Song Qingshu's embrace.
"You..." Song Qingshu looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, and was taken aback for a while.
"Shh! Don't talk." Ren Yingying's cherry lips parted slightly, and she whispered to him.
Although Song Qingshu didn't know what she meant, but he didn't continue to ask. Thinking that if the cold poison in her body was not suppressed by external force for a long time, it might be more serious when it came back, so he quickly got rid of the cold poison for her.
"This man, why... why did he put his hand on his belly again!" Ren Yingying blushed, and almost stomped her feet in embarrassment and anger.
Song Qingshu was just out of habit. After putting it on, he suddenly noticed the weird eyes of everyone including Zhang Sanfeng, and he just reacted. However, he had some willful genes in his bones, and thinking that Ren Yingying was his fiancée in the first place, He also gave up his plan to withdraw his hand.
"Is the benefactor even better?" Seeing that Song Qingshu started to treat Ren Yingying's cold poison, Xu Zhu couldn't help frowning, if he wasn't afraid of Zhang Sanfeng who was at the side, he might have already rushed over.
Seeing Song Qingshu naturally put his hand on Ren Yingying's private place, but Ren Yingying didn't show any sign of getting angry, Zhang Sanfeng sighed in his heart: That's really the case, no matter what, a poor man will do it to the end.
"This layman is treating Miss Ren's injuries. I'm afraid it's inconvenient to use force. Can the three masters show some kindness to the poor, and leave today's matter for now?"
Xu Zhu's expression frightened, he hastily turned his head to look at Fang Zhengxuancheng, although his martial arts are high, but his seniority is too low in the temple, he must follow the wishes of the two when he goes out.
"This..." Master Fangzheng looked embarrassed, "If it's something else, Master Zhang has spoken up, and he should obey his orders, but this time it's about Yi..."
Before finishing speaking, Xuan Cheng interrupted in the middle: "The poor monk practiced Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills in the temple on weekdays. There are many things that I don't understand. I wanted to ask Zhenren Zhang for a long time, but it's a pity that Daoist has not been able to retreat all these years. .Today I am fortunate enough to meet a real person, and I hope that the real person will not hesitate to explain."
Zhang Sanfeng was slightly taken aback, thinking that you have doubts about learning the seventy-two unique skills, why not ask the eminent monks in the temple and me? But he quickly realized that the other party was insinuating that he was a Shaolin traitor in the past, and he secretly learned the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, and just now created the huge Wudang sect.
(end of this chapter)
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