This really can't be blamed for Bai Rong's fuss, but the fear of Yan Wushi in the Demon Sect is too deep.
Before Yan Wushi was in retreat, he single-handedly singled out the three demon sects. He killed nearly half of the elites in the Fajing sect, and the Hehuan sect was also severely damaged, which almost made him unify the demon sect. , If it wasn't for the later defeat of Cui Youliang and the need to retreat for healing, the three sects still don't know what the situation is today.
Rao is so, everyone is really worried about the name Yan Wushi.
Bai Rong was young and was not qualified to fight against Yan Wushi. Not long ago, she was ordered by her teacher to plot against Yan Wushi's eldest disciple, Bianyanmei, but she was accidentally met by Yan Wushi, and she tried her best to get it back. He escaped with one life, and after that, he had a deeper understanding of the name "Monarch".
If it wasn't for Shen Qiao being single today, she would never have dared to take this risk and come forward.
Seeing Shen Qiao use the "Spring Water Fingering", the fear of escaping death a few days ago resurfaced from the bottom of her heart.
When this instruction came, Bairong did not dare to take it hard, but stepped back, but the duck that was unwilling to get it flew away in vain, sticking to the wall of the car like a loach, making a big bend, trying to make a move from the back. Live in Shen Qiao.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qiao also seemed to have eyes behind him. When he pointed out his index finger, it turned into a palm in the middle. It was soft and erratic and almost powerless, but the long and deep inner strength contained in it was something Bai Rong would never dare to underestimate.
At this point, she still didn't know that she underestimated others and capsized in the gutter. She just saw Shen Qiao spitting blood in the carriage, she thought that the other party was at the end of the fight, but who would have known such strength!
Bai Rong's palms are soft and pink, beautiful and exquisite, enough to make any man feel pity and can't bear to do it, but Shen Qiao is an exception, because he can't see, all the charms based on color have no effect on him.
On the palm prints of the two of them, each other was silent without a trace of fireworks. Compared with fighting, it was more like a woman acting like a spoiled child to her beloved.
Bai Rong felt as if she had been hit hard on her chest. She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, gritted her teeth, and slapped the carriage with her other hand. The carriage instantly shattered and exploded. The horses were frightened and rushed forward. The horse fell, pulling the reins tightly, and the mad horse neighed and had to gradually slow down.
A low sigh came from behind him: "Shen Lang is such an affectionate and gentle person that he doesn't even want to hurt a horse. I'm actually a little jealous of Sect Master Yan!"
Seeing that Shen Qiao was distracted to stop the horse, Bai Rong actually refused to give up, and chased up from behind. The words were affectionate, but it did not prevent her from hitting Shen Qiao's back directly, thinking that even if It doesn't matter if you knock people out, anyway, you still have breath, if you can open your mouth to speak, you can memorize the delusional paper!
Shen Qiao also sighed, did not turn around, but bent over and slid directly to the side of the horse's back, grabbed the reins with one hand, and directly pressed the horse down with the other hand, but it was to avoid the disaster of the pond fish. , As soon as the horse fell down, his toes were a little on the ground, and the whole person went up to Bairong.
Bai Rong suffered a loss, how could he dare to face him again, he immediately retreated his palms and disappeared into the woods, leaving only a string of laughter: "Shen Lang is willing to rescue a horse, but he does this to me. Heartless, I'll play with you again in the future!"
After confirming that the other party finally walked away, Shen Qiao lost the strength to stand. He leaned down on the back of the horse, kneeling on the ground as his knees softened.
The horse lay on the ground, and finally calmed down. She screamed twice, tilted her head and looked at him, her big watery eyes filled with puzzlement.
Shen Qiao patted it lightly: "I'm sorry, I have troubled you..."
Before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and he couldn't hold it down. He subconsciously covered his mouth, but the blood overflowed from his fingers.
Shen Qiao simply let go, let the blood spit out, and then raised his sleeves to wipe the blood from the corners of his lips.
He let out a breath, only to feel his head dizzy, his ears buzzing, and his head heavy.
This kind of state is not unfamiliar. After the injury, his body has often been like this, often limp and weak. With the recovery of martial arts, this situation has not improved. On the one hand, it is frequently used, which affects the injured meridian, and the speed of repair cannot keep up. The speed of damage, on the other hand, he encountered a bottleneck when cultivating "Zhu Yang Ce" infuriating, and he had not made progress for a long time, and Xuan Du Shan's original internal strength alone could not cure his damaged foundation.
But after getting used to it, his body was still very uncomfortable. He had to rest his eyes on the horse, wanting to wait for this wave of dizziness and discomfort to pass before getting up. Otherwise, in his state, he would not be able to even go back to the city on horseback. .
However, at this moment, he heard someone speaking not far away: "Headmaster Shen, I wonder if you have ever heard a sentence, calling the mantis to catch the cicada, and the oriole behind?"
The voice was neither high nor low, not deliberately showing off, but asking politely.
As if to ask for directions, not to find fault.
Shen Qiao didn't open his eyes, and only said hoarsely, "The voice under my feet is a little strange, I don't seem to have met it before."
The visitor was polite and polite: "Yes, this is the first time we have met. I didn't expect Bai Rong to be one step faster than me, but fortunately Bai Rong was one step faster, otherwise it would definitely not be me who came to pick up the bargain now. You are okay. stop?"
Shen Qiao shook his head: "I can't stand up, I'm sorry."
The other party is very considerate: "It's okay."
Having said that, he didn't mean to come to help, but he didn't leave.
Shen Qiao sighed: "I still don't know the name of Gao."
The other party said with a smile: "I met Zhangjiao and I just met, and just now I admired the style, and almost forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Guang, and I am from Hexi. Now my residence is erratic."
This surname is very uncommon, and you can count it with a slap on the rivers and lakes.
Shen Qiao said: "Shen, what kind of virtue and what ability, is the Sect Master of the Mirror Sect of Labor Law coming in person?"
Guangling San: "Guang has been fascinated by Sect Master Shen for a long time, but unfortunately we didn't meet him until today. Hearing that Sect Master Shen fell off the cliff, Guang Mou still deeply regrets it, but I didn't expect to see your style of losing the two in a row today. Fortunately, even!"
Shen Qiao smiled bitterly: "Sect Master Guang, don't drop your book bag. Can you speak directly if you have something to say, or if I can't hold back and faint, I won't be able to hear what you want to say."
I don't have to experience it myself, I know that he must be in great pain right now, but seeing him still joking, Guangling San felt a little admiration.
Guangling San: "Sect Master Yan took something from the Fajing Sect, and he hasn't returned it yet, so I had to invite Master Shen to visit the Fajing Sect as a guest."
Shen Qiao: "Then I'm afraid you're going to miscalculate. I'm probably just wasting food at Sect Master Guang. The pair of chopsticks used by Sect Master Yan are probably worth a lot more than me."
He was struggling to even say a word now, and he closed his eyes after barely saying this, frowned slightly, and his face was extremely pale, as if he was about to die in the next moment.
Guangling San was also afraid that he would accidentally hang up, so he reached out and wanted to check the pulse of the other party to renew his energy.
Just as his hand touched the opponent's wrist, he suddenly moved slightly and retreated more than ten feet!
Just where Guangling San had just stood, a shallow pothole appeared on the ground.
"Outsiders say that Sect Master Yan picked up the injured Sect Master Shen and wanted to humiliate the other party and treat him as a prisoner. Now it seems that this is not the case!" Guangling said with a smile, "I haven't seen it for many years, and Sect Master Yan is even better than before!"
Yan Wushi glanced at Shen Qiao, who didn't know whether he fell asleep or passed out. There was a large pool of blood on his cuffs, his hands were drooping softly, and he closed his eyes unconsciously.
His eyes returned to Guangling San: "I haven't been here for a few years, and the Fajing Sect has been suppressed by the Hehuan Sect and has no place to live in the Central Plains. You have to go far away from Tuyuhun. You, the Sect Master, are too incompetent."
Guangling San smiled and said: "Of course I'm not as capable as Sect Master Yan, and I have the head teacher in front of Xuandu Mountain in hand, which can not only warm the bed, but also can be used as a tool to test martial arts. Others can’t even envy it, I originally wanted to borrow it for a few days, but I never thought that Sect Master Yan would pay so much attention, and he rushed over without stopping!”
He was dressed as a scholar, and he was also gentle and elegant, but his mouth was typical of the devil's door, and he spoke without any scruples.
Yan Wushi: "I heard that Fajingzong has been successfully operating in Tuyuhun in recent years, and even Kualu Khan is obedient to you. The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. It's really like a duck to water."
When he speaks, his tone is mostly light and mocking. A grumpy person is afraid that he will get angry when he hears it. .
Guangling San smiled lightly: "It's not as much as Sect Master Yan, who is deeply used by Master Zhou. Your Huanyue Sect is in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Hehuan Sect monopolizes the trust of Emperor Qi. In the south, there is Linchuan Academy in Chen Dynasty. The Fa Mirror Sect is weak and has no choice but to go far away.”
Yan Wushi's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "Since that's the case, why don't you run your business in Tuyuhun, why did you come to the Zhou Dynasty?"
Guangling San: "Naturally, I came to Sect Master Yan, and I hope Sect Master Yan can return Xiangchen Bone to Fajing Sect."
Yan Wushi said: "Also? Is your name engraved on it?"
Guangling San said coldly: "This thing was originally owned by the master, why not me?"
Yan Wushi laughed: "Ten years ago, you didn't dare to talk to me like this. Could it be that you suddenly ate the guts of countless ambitious leopards in ten years?"
Although rivers and lakes pay attention to the strong, there is still a layer of moral and ethical window paper on weekdays. People in the magic door take this principle to the extreme. If you are strong, you will naturally want what you want. For others, ten years ago before Yan Wushi was in retreat, he was so overwhelmed by the other two that he couldn't breathe. However, after ten years, people can forget many things, including fear.
Naturally, Yan Wushi's martial arts have risen sharply in the ten years of retreat, and others are not without an inch, not to mention that Guangling San is also among the top ten masters. Even if there is a gap between the two, it is by no means an insurmountable gap.
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Shen Qiao groaned slightly, struggling to open his heavy eyelids.
There was a blur of light and shadow in his eyes, but it was not completely dark, but the things he could see were limited, which was no different from opening his eyes and being blind.
Gentle words came from his ears: "Shen Langjun, you are awake, the medicine is fried, it is hot, and the maid will serve you and drink it."
This was Ruru's voice. Shen Qiao recognized that the other party was the maid of the Young Master's Mansion. During the time he lived in the Young Master's Mansion, she had been taking care of him.
"...I'm in the young master's mansion?" Shen Qiao only remembered that he met Guangling San, and then couldn't support the personnel.
Ruru covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Of course you are in the young master's mansion. Otherwise, why would Ruru be here? The master brought you back."
She came over with the medicine to serve Shen Qiao and drink it, and then smoothed the bedding under him: "The doctor has seen it and said that you are deficient in qi and blood, so you need to eat more medicinal herbs for blood."
Shen Qiao nodded: "Where is Sect Master Yan?"
Ruru: "Master Lang is talking to Lord Dalang in the study."
The Dalangjun in her mouth refers to Bianyanmei.
I don't know if this bowl of medicine contains soothing herbs. Shen Qiao said a few words, and involuntarily fell asleep. This time he slept for a long time. When he woke up, he was already waiting in the room, and there was a vague figure next to him. .
"Sect Master Yan?" He groped and sat up.
Yan Wushi put down the book, but didn't come to help, just hummed.
Shen Qiao: "Guangling is gone?"
Yan Wushi: "Let's go, we have a fight."
Shen Qiao: "Although his martial arts are high, he should not be your opponent."
Having only said this sentence, he seemed not surprised why Yan Wushi appeared there in time, and he did not ask any further questions.
Yan Wushi: "I heard that you had a fight with Duan Wenyang at the Su family."
Shen Qiao: "This person's martial arts are extremely high, given time, he will definitely be no less than the fox and deer back then."
Yan Wushi: "What about Kunxie?"
Shen Qiao: "Better than Kunxie by three points."
Yan Wushi: "So it's purely a fluke that you can win today?"
Shen Qiao didn't take credit: "Yes, Li Qingyu fought with him today, and Duan Wenyang was injured a little, so I took advantage of it."
Yan Wushi: "I just probed your veins just now. When you were on the sunset cliff, the toxins in your body had already penetrated into your bone marrow and destroyed the foundation. I thought "Zhu Yangce" could repair your meridians, but now it seems, There are only two fragments, and the effect is still very small. What's more troublesome is that if you frequently hurt people like this, you will only damage the 'Dao Xin' more deeply. If this continues, when the Tao Xin is completely destroyed, I am afraid that the gods will return. Heaven lacks skills, no matter how powerful Zhu Yangce is, it’s impossible to do things that even gods can’t do.”
Dao Xin is not a heart, its meaning lies in the foundation. Shen Qiao has built the foundation with Daoist internal skills since he was a child. This foundation is the "Dao Xin". May move to the peak of martial arts again.
Shen Qiao was in such a state now. Dao Xin was almost destroyed due to injury and poisoning. Now, Zhu Yangce's infuriating qi was used to assist in the slow recovery.
But the problem is that the "Zhu Yang Ce" that Shen Qiao knows now has only two volumes, not all of them. Moreover, he is in the rivers and lakes, and he can never be alone. Every time he makes a move, it will inevitably affect the qi machine and damage the Dao heart that has not yet healed. If things go on like this, The vicious circle, when Zhu Yangce's true qi can no longer be repaired, will be the time when the root veins collapse and the sky will be weak.
Speaking of which, Shen Qiao's roots are frequently damaged now, and Yan Wushi is also a credit. If he hadn't forced him to do it again and again, Shen Qiao would not have been able to heal his old wounds and add new ones.
But Sect Master Yan's expression was serious and serious at the moment, as if he had selectively forgotten his responsibilities.
Shen Qiao didn't know whether to call him brazen or arrogant and domineering: "Since you say that, there must be a way?"
Yan Wushi took time to tidy up: "Yes, as long as you are willing to abandon the Dao Heart, let me plant a demon heart for you, and practice "Feng Lin Yuan Dian", all problems will be solved naturally."
Shen Qiao sighed: "Sect Master Yan works step by step, with good intentions, and I can't help admiring it. Once a demon heart is planted, his temperament will inevitably become moody, cruel and murderous. For you, it is a joy, but for me, it is like losing Honestly, even if the martial arts are advanced, what's the point?"
Yan Wushi sneered: "What is the real thing? Human nature is evil, isn't it true that you can do whatever you want? Look at that Chen Gong, you have given him a lot of kindness, walking along the way, sharing weal and woe, but when things come, he clearly has There are a hundred ways to get out, but he just thinks of bringing disaster to the east and dragging you into the water. With his background, no one taught him to read and write, and to be a human being. Isn't everything he does out of the truth?"
Shen Qiao wanted to turn his head sideways, but he was held back by a hand holding his chin, and he couldn't escape: "You keep your Taoist heart and refuse to give up your so-called principles of being a human being, in fact, it is because you are not on the verge of an unbearable situation. Is that right?"
The empty eyes blinked slowly, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly. After a long time, Shen Qiao finally spit out a word: "Yes."
Yan Wushi's voice was full of malice: "No matter how powerful Zhu Yangce is, it is impossible to create something out of nothing. With your current situation, your foundation is damaged, you often vomit blood and faint, and it is impossible to recover your martial arts within three years and five years. What's more, you have Maybe you have been in this half-dead state all your life. Now everyone sees you appearing at the Su family holding the invitation card of the young master's mansion, and the relationship between you and me will soon spread throughout the world. This family is full of enemies, they can't do anything about me, they want It's easy to attack you, you say if they catch you, what will they do to you? Strictly torture you to force a confession to make you write "Zhu Yangce" by default, or do you first rape and then kill, and then rape the corpse to vent your anger?"
"At that time, will you still think such a situation is bearable?"
Shen Qiao finally couldn't bear it any longer: "We'll talk about what's going on at that time, so don't bother Sect Master Yan for now!"
Yan Wushi, who was brushed off his hands, not only did not get angry, but instead smiled, cloudy and sunny: "Okay, I just scare you, are you unhappy?"
Shen Qiao: "..."
It is said that a woman's heart has a needle in the bottom of the sea, and he felt that Yan Wushi's heart was even more difficult to find than a needle in the abyss.
At this moment there was a knock on the door.
Yan Wushi: "Come in."
The maid Ruru came in with a medicine bowl: "Lord Lang, this is the second bowl of medicine for Lord Shen Lang to fry today."
Yan Wushi: "Put it down."
Ruru Yiyan put down the bowl and instructed Shen Qiao: "Shen Langjun should drink it while it's hot, so that the medicine will be effective."
Shen Qiao thanked her, took the bowl and drank it.
He has always had a small problem. He likes sweetness and not bitterness. When he was a child on Mount Xuandu, he avoided taking medicine every time he fell ill. Hearing that he could practice his internal function to prevent cold and heat from invading, he practiced the exercises as hard as other brothers and sisters. , Others only think that he is extraordinarily hardworking, but they don't know that he is trying to escape the bitter medicine, but living in Yan Wushi's place, no matter how many bowls of bitter medicine he brings, he drinks it and never confides a word.
It's just a small habit that can't be concealed. Every time before he picks up the bowl, he will frown, and after putting down the medicine bowl, the corner of his mouth will twitch unconsciously.
Yan Wushi looked in his eyes and saw that he had finished taking the medicine, so he took a piece of candied fruit from the side and stuffed it into his mouth, sweetly said: "A Qiao, if you don't like drinking bitter medicine, I will let them in the medicine in the future. Just put some caramel, come, smile, don't frown all the time."
Shen Qiao: "..."
Headmaster Shen felt exhausted.
The author has something to say:
Because of Lao Yan's performance in the text, he won the best actor in the Qianqiu Cup. The reason for the award#If this is not a neuropathy, what else is a neuropathy#
Shen Qiao: I have no opinion.
Li Qingyu: I have no opinion, I don't want to fight for this kind of award.
Qifeng Pavilion: Pindao sent a congratulatory message from the underworld.
Sang Jingxing: No problem. If there is a Peace Prize, I will fight for it.
Yu Wenyong: Congratulations to the young master for winning the award. I will be going to fight the Northern Qi Dynasty tomorrow, will we go together
Yu Wenyun: Dad, the young master doesn't seem to like me!
Yu Wenyong: You can do it yourself, maybe it's not my son.