With a bang, accompanied by a coquettish smile, a red and bright shadow leaped out of the rockery and disappeared in a flash.

"Brother—," a fair-skinned and handsome young man dragged Wei Feng to death, and refused to let him chase him.

"Xiao Chuan, do you want to anger your father to death? Do you know that woman is a demon? When is it now, almost everyone in the whole city is suspicious that his father is having an affair with the demon soldiers of Shanrong, are you still here to meet the demon girl?" Wei Feng was very annoyed, holding the young man's shirt in one hand, almost roaring and roaring.

"Yes, of course I do. The young man stiffened his neck, and his voice was a little hoarse, "But do you know?

Wei Feng felt a pain in his heart, yes, in the entire Chuyi, even Tianshuiguan and the counties of Anye and Yinguan near the mainland, almost no one did not know Wei Duxing. Twelve years ago, the entire north of Daqing Mountain was not very peaceful, even if the disciples of Jianfeng, who was known as the first major sect in the northwest, came a few times, but they did not see any big improvement, until Chuyi came to a catcher, this catcher did not say hello to anyone, a person and a gun broke into the Wusheling Ridge, and after the fight, the Wusheling Ridge changed its name and changed it to the Red Sheath Ridge, because the blood almost dyed the entire mountain range red.

Chu Yi finally survived, and the Eagle Strike Rangers of Tianshui Pass could also focus their energy on those barbarians outside the pass. The catcher became famous in a battle, and General Jian of Tianshui Pass was personally appointed to become the head of the third class of Chuyi, and since then, hundreds of thousands of people have called him a god catcher in a radius of hundreds of miles around Chuyi.

For twelve years, with the God of Wei arrested, there have been no major bandits in Chuyi, Tianshui, and even Yunping, and the common people have really lived a peaceful life. But today no one thought that it was this Wei Shen who caught a problem, how much people loved and respected him, and how much they hated him now, if it weren't for the great power of the Yang Wei Wu Pavilion, Wei Duxing would have been dragged out of his home and his bones would have been scattered. Now every day, some people who claim to have some backbone are wandering around the martial arts hall, and these people are thinking about how to bring Wei Duxing to justice all day long, catch him in front of the Wuwei Hall in the center of the city, and disembowel, in order to sacrifice the spirit of Master Guan in the sky. It's just that these people completely forgot that it was Hu Yanwu who attacked this city, and it was Hu Yanwu who burned, killed and looted.

Easily let go of his younger brother, Wei Feng sighed, although he couldn't bear it in his heart, he still had to lock up his younger brother. Although the martial arts hall has been taken care of by himself and his father for many years, there are hundreds of people inside and out, who can guarantee the loyalty of all of them? Raising his head and looking around, he saw two young disciples walking on the stone path not far away, one of them was holding a medicine jar in his hand, and his eyebrows were lowered, and he didn't seem to see himself and his younger brother, but he was only in a hurry.

Wei Feng nodded in his heart, thinking that these two were clever, just looking at the face, the old master Wu was also old, how could he not arrange a more reliable job like boiling medicine? This thought was only a flash, and now the old man was waiting for the medicine to suppress the fire, Wei Feng couldn't think too much, and told his younger brother to wait for him to come back here, so he urged the two disciples to leave quickly.

Li Qing was in front, White Lotus was holding the medicine jar behind, and the two of them followed Wei Feng and trotted all the way to the lobby. Although this house is the lobby of the martial arts hall, it is neither luxurious nor tall, with mahogany tables and chairs on the blue bricks of the water mill, and a pair of characters hanging on the painted pink and white walls: "I want to think about the past, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger." Who asks, Lian is quite old, and he can still fight rice for a meal. Li Qing took the lotus flower and his knees were weak, and he almost fell to his knees, Wei Feng followed aside, as if he had already expected this change, and hurriedly reached out to help, and held the two teenagers on the left and right.

"I've seen the owner. The White Lotus behaved very well-behaved, and with the strength of Wei Feng's hand, she hurriedly hurried forward a few steps and bowed, as if she was going to do this.

Li Qing followed the side of the White Lotus and secretly glanced around. Directly in front of him sat an old man, with red hair and beard, a pair of eyes that were purple, and his body was not tall, but he was very energetic.

The girl she had met on the street earlier was holding the old man, and while she kept persuading him, she reached out to stroke the old man's chest. Zheng Yu stood stunned with a brocade box in his hand, neither advancing nor retreating. The scholar, on the other hand, seemed to be completely unconcerned about the old man's anger, and was now sitting on a mahogany chair next to him, holding tea, and looking at the pair of characters.

Wei Feng took the medicine jar from the white lotus's hand, carefully poured a bowl of medicinal soup, filtered it with gauze, blew it gently, and brought it to the old man.

"Dad, it's time to drink the medicine. Wei Feng reminded softly.

The old man was holding a fine porcelain bottle in his hand to fall, the girl was struggling to snatch it, and suddenly heard Wei Feng talking on the side, the old man was stunned, glanced at Wei Feng, reached out and took the decoction, and took a sip with his neck up.

"Bang-", the old man slammed the medicine bowl on the ground, "Who boiled this medicine? Who boiled this medicine? Who drank such a bitter medicine? Is it going to kill me?" The old man seemed to be furious, turned around and grabbed the fine porcelain bottle to smash. Naikan bar Chinese network

The scholar's gaze finally moved from the couplet to the old man, slowly stood up, walked over, and squatted on the ground again, it was not dirty at all, he took a broken bowl, dipped his hand in the medicinal soup inside, put it on his tongue and tasted it.

"White peony, skullcap, chicken yellow..."The scholar tasted it and casually reported the name of the medicine.

"Who prescribed this medicine? The so-called quack doctor misled people, the old man Wei seems to be an evil fire invading the meridians, but in fact, the yang stilts are damaged, and the glow is lost, if you use this prescription, not only will it not help, but it will make the injury more and more serious. The scholar put down the broken medicine bowl, stood up, looked at Wei Feng and the girl, and said.

The scholar said, while taking the brocade box from Zheng Yu's hand, holding it in his hand, and walking towards Wei Duxing, "Since I came in, Old Man Wei has been angry, you big guys think it is because of Old Man Wei's anger, but in fact, Old Man Wei is precisely because the Divine Mansion in his body is suppressed by external forces, resulting in the aura can not be stretched smoothly, and now what is raging in the old man's body is the evil of external forces, this ice lotus can be paid Yuan Guben, the most suitable for the old man's injury, in my opinion, it is better to give the old man as soon as possible." ”

Seeing that the scholar actually came over, the girl was a little nervous, and subconsciously protected the master. Wei Feng had already greeted him, said yes, and reached out to pick up the brocade box in the scholar's hand.

"Brother Wei may not know that this ice lotus does not need to be boiled in medicine, just take it directly. The scholar raised his arm slightly, and did not hand the brocade box to Wei Feng, "This ice lotus has been picked for seven days, and if you don't take it today, it will wither, in order to pick this ice lotus, Helian's family has lost three first-class good hands, and now it is better to let Helian watch Old Man Wei take it." When the scholar said this, the footwork under his feet changed, and he actually bypassed Wei Feng and went straight to Wei Duxing in anger.

"Presumptuous!" Wei Feng was furious, and when he turned his hand, a snow-white spear had appeared in his palm, and he didn't think about it, he stabbed forward, and when he was neutral, it seemed to be snowing, and the stars were dotted, like many snowflakes flying.

"Bold!" The girl's eyes also widened, and she flew up, holding a cyan spear in her hand in front of the scholar, and the spear danced rapidly, like a gust of wind, blowing snowflakes, and spilling towards the scholar.

"It's a good way to blow snow in the clouds, but Helian came from afar, and the Yangwei Martial Arts Pavilion is such a way to be hospitable?" the scholar laughed, and he didn't see any blades, so he held the brocade box empty-handed, and Shi Shiran stepped into the wind and snow.

The faces of the people in the hall changed, and the disciples of those martial arts halls were all applauding on the side, cheering for their senior brothers and sisters, but Zheng Yuke couldn't stand it, if the scholar in front of him had three longs and two shorts here today, I was afraid that my head would not be on my neck tomorrow.

Zheng Yu also joined the battle group, but he was not a fellow disciple who helped him, on the contrary, the gun in his hand was stabbed at Wei Feng, and the spear was like a sharp ice arrow, shooting down the surrounding snowflakes one by one.

Bang, the whole hall was shocked, and the three brothers of the same door stopped fighting, and rushed to Wei Duxing's side together. The scholar had already walked in front of Old Man Wei at some point, but standing in front of him was a martial arts disciple wearing a cloth robe, and the sharp-eyed one had already recognized that it was the young man who had just followed Wei Feng to deliver the decoction.

The scholar's face changed for the first time, what is the mighty martial arts hall, the wind and snow double guns, he didn't pay attention to it, today he must see if this Wei Duxing is really injured, or is pretending to be sick, if it is the latter, then I am afraid that there is an ulterior secret hidden in this martial arts hall.

It's just that I didn't expect Zheng Yu to stop the wind and snow guns, but such a little-known young man came out, even if he was Wei Duxing, he had to show some real skills to deal with it seriously, but he was blocked by the young man like this, it seems that it is really a little troublesome for him to test the details of Wei Duxing today.

Seeing that the scholar's face had changed, the previous gentleness and elegance had disappeared, and the gaze staring at Wei Duxing gradually became a little hideous.

"Senior brother," the White Lotus took a few steps forward and hugged her fist towards Wei Feng, "What this Helian Gongzi said also makes sense, after all, the master is injured, and he has tried a lot of medicine these days, but it is not good, it is better to take this ice lotus, what if it is useful?

Wei Feng was stunned, he was almost sure that these two people were not disciples of the martial arts hall now, who were they? Why did they appear here pretending to be disciples of the martial arts hall? But looking at what the two of them did in the hall, it didn't look like the scholar and Zheng Yu were together, otherwise, as long as no one stopped the scholar's palm, I was afraid that my father's reality would have been tried out.