Zhao Yang glanced at these people, at this time he was a little bored by the eyes of those martial artists around him, and was about to refuse these people in front of him, at this time, Third Uncle Li patted Zhao Yang's shoulder and grinned: "Brother, it seems that this afternoon, others can rest, you can't......"

"I'll help the third uncle heal his injuries first, and I'll help you later. Zhao Yang sighed and said to a few Daoists in front of him.

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry, you can come over today to help my brother take a look!" said the warrior who came first.

"My senior brother is not in a hurry, you can come over when you are free. Another warrior followed.

"My eyes...... Can you see it?" said to Zhao Yang with a frown.

Zhao Yang looked at this insect path martial artist and couldn't help frowning.

"What, can't you see it?" the Insect Dao Martial Artist's face changed and he hurriedly asked.

Zhao Yang quickly shook his head.

At this moment, the Insect Dao Martial Artist's face could not hide the look of disappointment.

However, then, Zhao Yang said: "Can you take your hand down, I can't even see your eye, how can I show you?"

At this moment, everyone present almost couldn't hold back their laughter!

If it weren't for the fact that this insect path martial artist was too difficult to offend, everyone present would have burst into laughter!

Everyone tried their best to hold back their laughter, and the face of the insect path martial artist had become very ugly.

Then, the Insect Dao Martial Artist took his hand down, and everyone stopped laughing when they saw the blood-drenched and miserable eyes in his eye sockets!

"My eyes are broken. Zhao Yang said lightly.

The Insect Dao Martial Artist gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Can it be cured?"

"Yes and no. Zhao Yang said lightly.

"You explain it to me!" said the Insect Dao Martial Artist as he lost control of his emotions and almost roared.

"I say yes because if I don't care, not only will you lose your eyes, but your people will also be gone. Zhao Yang said lightly.

"What do you mean...... Insect Dao martial artist was shocked in his heart, staring at Zhao Yang deadly, already a little frightened in his heart.

"If I don't care, your eyes will break, and then the ulcers will spread to the bottom of your eyes, and then you will corrode the retina, and then you will lose sight, and then then the ulcers will spread to your brain...... The end result, of course you're going to die. ”

Zhao Yang's understatement made the insect path martial artist full of horror!

"You should be glad that if you fight again in the afternoon, win or lose, you will be saved. Zhao Yang said calmly.

At this moment, the Insect Dao Martial Artist was emotional, and black blood flowed from his broken eye sockets!

"You...... You save me!" said the Insect Dao Warrior, his lips trembling.

"Yes, but not right now. Zhao Yang said lightly.

"Then you must come and help me later, I can't die!" said the Insect Dao Martial Artist in a trembling voice.

"Okay, you wait for me, I'll come back to you. Zhao Yang said lightly.

Then, Zhao Yang took Nannan's little hand and accompanied Uncle Li to slowly return to the room.

Along the way, several warriors came to find Zhao Yang one after another, and when they entered the house, there were knocks on the door to find them.

Finally sent everyone away, Zhao Yang couldn't help but sigh.

"Zhao Yang, I feel like I can hold it up now, but, what do you want to do tomorrow?" asked Third Uncle Li with an anxious expression.

"Tomorrow...... Tomorrow I will go on stage, and I will be done with one move with both hands. ”

Zhao Yang said with a smile: "Anyway, I can't beat him." ”

"Then how can it be done!" said Third Uncle Li in a deep voice.

"The gap between the martial ranks is like an insurmountable chasm, what can I do? Besides, she is an old woman, what should I do with her. Zhao Yang smiled faintly.

"Is there no other way?" asked Uncle Li.

"What can be done. Zhao Yang spread his hands and said: "It's already good that I can win one game, how can I hope to win another game, people's martial arts realm is a high-level psychic realm." ”

"That's right. Third Uncle Li said a little depressed.

"Okay, don't think about tomorrow, I'll treat you first, there's a lot of people waiting for me outside." Zhao Yang said with a smile.

Here, Uncle Li had just taken off his shirt and sat cross-legged on the kang, when someone knocked on the door again.

Zhao Yang frowned and said to Nannan, "Nannan, you do your uncle a favor." ”

"Yes!" she smiled and nodded.

"Every time someone knocks on the door, you open the door and ask them to leave their names, and I will go to them after I heal the third uncle's injuries. Zhao Yang looked at Nannan's little face and said.

"Well, okay!" After speaking, Nan Nan ran to the door, opened the door, and told Zhao Yang's words to the people outside.

The people outside were not very relieved, so they poked their heads into the house again, and saw that Zhao Yang was already helping Uncle Li San treat his injuries, so he left silently.

Zhao Yang guessed correctly, Uncle Li's injury had already hurt his internal organs, and even with his help, he would need two weeks of recuperation.

After performing the nine needles against Uncle Li, Zhao Yang asked him to lie down well, without thinking about what he had or not, and then he would sleep first.

Then Zhao Yang went out to help the martial artists who had been injured in the ring in the past few days.

The repeated execution of the Reverse Fate Nine is quite a loss for Zhao Yang, but fortunately, he is not worried about the battle against Hua Rongying tomorrow, because he has no intention of winning at all.

So throughout the afternoon, Zhao Yang was doing his best to treat the injuries of these injured warriors, and did not spare strength for the next day.

By the time Zhao Yang walked out of the door of the last martial artist's room, it was already dark.

Zhao Yang stretched his waist and planned to go back.

As soon as he entered the door, there was a knock on the door, and Zhao Yangzheng was depressed When he had to work at night, when he opened the door, he found that it was the condensation cream that came to deliver food!

Condensation Frost stood at the door with a smile with the food box, grimaced at Zhao Yang who opened the door, stuck out his tongue, and said, "Why, knowing that today's meal is not good, I am not welcome?"

"What's the matter, I've just finished my busy work and I'm tired...... Come in!" Zhao Yang said with a smile.

Today's meal is really simple, a few bowls of noodles, and a large piece of braised beef with a pound of it.

In addition, she also brought in three heads.

Although it is only a few bowls of noodles, the taste is quite good.

When eating noodles, the condensation cream brows are deeply locked.

"Are you worried about the old sect master?" Zhao Yang asked.

"Hmm. Condensation Frost nodded lightly and said, "Actually, the old sect master's body has long been dead, if it weren't for the unfulfilled wishes, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live now." ”

Listening to Condensation Frost's words, Zhao Yang and Third Uncle Li were both gloomy.

"What else does the old sect master want?" asked Third Uncle Li.

"The old sect master has three wishes,"

As he spoke, Condensation Frost raised three fingers: "First, preside over this Qingyun List, second, watch me take over as the Holy Maiden, and third, pass on the position of sect master to Aunt Qingmei." ”

At this time, Third Uncle Li couldn't help but post: "Then it seems that it is difficult for the old sect master to close his eyes......"

Zhao Yang couldn't help but laugh.

(End of chapter)