Jiang Qian, who was speeding up, glanced back at the black-robed man, the corners of his mouth slashed, his feet accelerated, and the speed of running increased again.

"Do you think you can run away like this, naïve? A large area of cold light erupted in the eyes of the black-robed man, and he barely raised his hand, and a steel ball appeared on his fingertips, and with a flick of his fingers, the steel ball shot towards Jiang Qian like a cannonball.

Jiang Qian felt an extremely dangerous aura flying behind him, and without thinking about it, he turned around, stretched out his little finger, and a red light flew out from his little finger, facing the steel ball.

This move is Duan Yu's family heirloom mastery, the Six-Vein Divine Sword!

Rumble!

The six-vein divine sword slammed into the steel ball, instantly blasting the steel ball into pieces.

Jiang Qian spit out a mouthful of blood again, his face was like white paper, he was already seriously injured, he forcibly operated the six-vein divine sword, and his consciousness had begun to blur now.

He didn't stop, but kept running.

"It's really hateful to let him escape, forget it, kill him next time I see him. The black-robed man looked at Jiang Qianyuan's back and muttered.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Qian came to a residential house on the edge of the city, couldn't hold on any longer, his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground.

It just so happened that not long after, an old farmer passed by.

Seeing Jiang Qian lying on the ground, his face changed, and he hurriedly walked to Jiang Qian's side.

"Are you alright, young man, how can you sleep in front of my house this big night. The old farmer shook Jiang Qian and said.

Suddenly, he smelled a strong smell of blood, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, turning Jiang Qian over, and seeing the hideous wounds on his body, he was startled.

"It's terrible, if you don't save it, you're going to die. The old farmer muttered as he lifted Jiang Qian, opened his door, and helped him into the house.

After putting Jiang Qian on the bed, the old farmer looked at the wounds on his body and muttered, "Fortunately, the old man has learned a little medical skills before, otherwise there is really nothing he can do." ”

He began to boil water, then took out a set of medical tools from under the bed.

Looking at these tools, he seemed to recall the past, and there was a look of remembrance in his eyes.

At this time, Jiang Qian let out a cry of pain, and he woke up from his memories, remembering that there was another injured Jiang Qian.

He was first cleaned by Jiang Qian's wound with alcohol, and when a large bottle of alcohol went down, Jiang Qian's wound was finally cleaned up.

At this time, the water was already boiling, he took out a thin needle and a thin piece of cotton thread and threw it into the boiling water, and after a few minutes, he fished them out, threaded the thread on the needle, and began to stitch up Jiang Qian's wound.

A few hours later, the hideous wound on Jiang Qian's body was finally stitched up by the old farmer.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the old farmer stood up and suddenly felt dizzy.

The old peasant didn't dare to move for a while, and only after the dizziness in his mind disappeared did he sigh.

"I'm old, I'm old after all, it's just such a difficult operation, it's so strenuous, it's really, it's the world of young people in the future. ”

He muttered to the side, took out a mat, and lay down on the ground to sleep.

The next day, the old farmer woke up and found that Jiang Qian had not woken up yet, so he went out to buy some Chinese medicine, boiled it into a bowl of viscous medicine, and fed it to Jiang Qian's mouth.

After drinking the medicine for two hours, Jiang Qian woke up leisurely.

"You woke up, how did you feel. The old farmer said with a dry cigarette.

"Old man, may I ask where this is. He asked, getting up.

"This is the slum south of the city, young man, what is your name, how did you end up at my doorstep, and you are so badly injured. The old farmer said.

"My name..."Jiang Qian frowned, he seemed to have forgotten what his name was, and he had forgotten who he was. I forgot how I ended up here.

He struggled to remember his name, but suddenly a heart-rending pain came through his brain, and he screamed and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the old farmer hurriedly came over to help him, but Jiang Qian grabbed his collar and said with red eyes: "Who am I!"

"Don't you know who you are? The old farmer said.

Jiang Qian shook his head.

The old farmer sighed, raised his hand and flicked it on Jiang Qian's elbow, and suddenly Jiang Qian felt his whole arm go numb and let go of the old farmer.

"It looks like you've lost your memory, and it's hard to recover. The old farmer sighed and said.

Jiang Qian thought back to his name, but his brain was extremely painful.

Seeing this, the old farmer walked up to him, took out a silver needle, and stabbed it in the back of his head, and Jiang Qian immediately calmed down.

"Since you forgot your name, don't think about it anymore, forget your identity, don't think about it anymore, follow me to sell vegetables in the future, I will ask someone to inquire about your identity, but whether you can find your family depends on fate. The old farmer said.

Jiang Qian gasped heavily, heard the old farmer's words, thought for a while, and nodded slowly.

"Then follow me to sell vegetables. The old farmer laughed.

The old farmer's source of livelihood depends on his income from selling vegetables in a market, with Jiang Qian's joining, the old farmer's pressure is greater, originally he sells vegetables every day to remove the cost, can barely support himself, now with Jiang Qian, the pressure is quite great.

Fortunately, the old farmer has also saved a little money for many years of selling vegetables, and all two of them are well fed.

Jiang Qian saw it, and went to a construction site to help move bricks during the day, and returned to the old farmer's vegetable stall in the afternoon to help sell vegetables, and his income also increased.

After seven or eight days like this, the peaceful life was still broken.

That afternoon, Jiang Qian and the old farmer were selling vegetables, and two thugs with dyed yellow hair walked up to the stall and said to the old farmer, "Old fellow, it's time to pay the protection fee." ”

When the old farmer heard this, he was stunned for a moment and said, "I only paid it once half a month ago, why do I have to pay it again now." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, don't you still have to eat every day and pay quickly. One of the thugs said.

Seeing this, Jiang Qian stood up and looked at them vigilantly.

"No, I only paid it last time, and now I have to pay it again, how can I have the money to pay it, life is already very difficult, and now you vampires are like urging your life, don't pay!" said the old farmer.

"You don't call?" the two thugs listened, kicked the vegetables on the vegetable stall away, and said, "If you don't scream, I will let you walk around without eating, and I see if you will pay it." ”

The old farmer was also angry and said, "I won't pay it, even if you kill me, I won't pay it." ”

"Then I'll kill you. One of the thugs pulled out a steel pipe from behind his waist and struck the old farmer in the head.

A hand reached out from behind the old farmer and grabbed the steel pipe.

Seeing this, the gangsters first wanted to take back the steel pipe, but found that the steel pipe was grabbed by Jiang Qian, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"It's against you. Seeing this, the other thug took out a dagger and stabbed it towards Jiang Qian.