Half a month later.

A sensational news flew all over the Central Plains martial arts like wings.

"Have you heard that the Xuanxiao Zhenren of the Tianxiao Sect, as well as his two junior disciples, were actually killed last night. What's even more sensational is that they have been stripped of their skin!"

"What's going on? How could a martial arts supreme like Xuanxiao Zhenren be killed lightly? Who did it?"

"Saying it scares you to death, he was actually killed by his own disciple, that is, a disciple of the Xuanji Sect. Moreover, the name of that disciple has already been famous in the past few years, and you must have heard it. ”

"Who the hell is it, oops, don't sell it. ”

"He Jianshuang. ”

"You're not joking with me, are you? Although I've heard rumors about him, he actually killed Xuanxiao Zhenren?"

"This is true, it came from the Tianxiao Sect. After the incident, He Jianshuang disappeared. Now, there has been a killing order on the rivers and lakes, and it is bound to avenge the three masters such as Xuanxiao Zhenren. ”

"I didn't expect that He Jianshuang would be so wolf-hearted and slaughter the ancestor with his backhand. I never imagined that he would have such ability to take the heads of three martial arts supremes overnight. If he has such strength, in the future, the rivers and lakes will not be peaceful. ”

"Isn't it, this happened without warning, it can be seen that He Jianshuang has a perverse temperament, moody, and will take revenge. Since he can kill the three martial arts supremes so lightly, isn't it dangerous for us small sects?"

"It's a pity - Xuanxiao Zhenren has lived a lifetime, and he died at the hands of a gangster when he was old age, isn't this the so-called luring a wolf into the house. ”

It can be seen that jackals are jackals after all, even if they are domesticated by their side for many years, they still can't change their bloodthirsty nature. ”

"As soon as Xuanxiao Zhenren died, the Tianxiao faction was in chaos, and Chu Yiheng took over as the master of the Xuanji Sect in a hurry, and became the leader of the revenge plan. Wait and see, this will never end like this. As long as He Jianshuang's traces are traced, the Tianxiao Sect will never give up. ”

"That's that, that's. Although He Jianshuang killed Xuanxiao Zhenren, it was impossible not to be injured. He was seriously injured, and under the net of heaven and earth laid by the Tianxiao faction, he would definitely not be able to escape far, and he would be killed. ”

……

Meanwhile.

Thousands of miles away, west of Danzhou, the border of the Central Plains.

As the first stop of communication with the Western Regions, it will greet or send off an endless stream of caravans from the Western Regions every day. Today, it is not a single country that is dominant, and there are constantly small wars and disturbances in various places, so the inspection at the border gates is much more relaxed than in peacetime. Usually, only the caravan that carries goods into the Central Plains will be checked, and the caravans that leave the Central Plains will be released after a rough formality.

Under the scorching sun, a caravan of Hu people carrying a batch of tea slowly walked towards the city gate, lined up in the middle of the caravan that cleared customs, and did not attract anyone's attention.

The car moved forward slowly, and the northwest wind carried the yellow sand and jumped over the rough stone wall to meet the head-on. Finally, it was the turn of this line of Hu people to pass the test. The two soldiers walked to the back of the line to inspect their trucks carrying goods, and the inspection was quickly completed. When crossing the city gate, a soldier leader paced twice by the carriage, and suddenly pointed to the carriage in front of him: "Who is this?"

Someone responded: "Inside is the eldest young master of our family, and this is the first time I have come to the Central Plains from my hometown to do business." ”

The soldier frowned and said, "Stop the car, open the curtain and take a look." ”

"This ...... Our young master is not in good health, and there are female dependents inside, so it's not very convenient. ”

The soldier was stunned for a moment, indeed, he also smelled a faint smell of medicine through the curtain, so he no longer embarrassed them, and waved his hand to let them pass.

The wheels are rolling forward. The tasseled curtain was lifted by the wind. At that moment, what caught my eye was a vermilion figure. This tricky color was worn on him, and it didn't even take away half of his grace. Even it was just a cold and pale side face, but the soldier was stunned for a while--he had been on duty at the border for so many years, and he had seen a lot of bearded people who looked five big and three thick, but he had never seen this type of person from the Western Regions.

Out of the border gate stone gate, along the official road to walk forward twenty or thirty miles, it is a very different scene from the Central Plains.

Thousands of miles of endless green mountains have all turned into deserts, desert yellow sand, flying sand and gravel. The sun is vast and majestic.

It was the first time for Yanling to see such a scene, and she couldn't help but feel the novelty, and opened the curtain to watch curiously.

Speaking of which, it's really not easy for them to come here. That day, after leaving from Yue Ming Mountain, everyone did not dare to stay at all, and hurried with their injuries, and arrived at a small town far away from the official road the next day. He Jianshuang's wound could no longer be delayed, so the people were there to fetch arrows for him.

At that time, He Jianshuang asked Yanling to avoid this scene. Afterwards, Yan Ling learned that although the arrow in He Jianshuang's place was small, the design was extremely vicious, and in order to take it out, it was necessary to cut the skin around it into a cross knife and dig out the small piece of flesh that wrapped the arrow.

And the most terrible thing is that the arrow is quenched with poison, and according to the judgment of Han Liu and others, this □□ comes from the Western Regions, so there is no antidote to be found at the moment, so they can only suppress the poison for the time being, and then think of a way to return to the Western Regions. It's just that this kind of suppression can only be pressed for two months at most, otherwise, this arm will be useless.

After that, He Jianshuang had a high fever for three days. Yanling has always been by his side to take care of him. After his injuries stabilized, they didn't have time to wait for the wounds to heal because of his arm, and the group went on the road again. This time, they disguised themselves as Hu people, and prepared tea leaves to disguise as goods. In this era, the Hu people were subjected to fewer interrogations along the road than the natives of the Central Plains. In addition, everyone was originally from the Western Regions, and it was not against the harmony to wear colorful and exotic Hufu. Especially He Jianshuang, Yan Ling thought that with a cold and classical face like him, it would be a little mismatched to wear a beard. Unexpectedly, the effect was much more than she imagined - it was a seductive and glamorous person, as if this dress was born for him.

- Sure enough, Yan is justice. [Twisting Ass] [Twisting Ass]

It's funny to say, I'm afraid that the people of the Tianxiao Sect will think that they have run away to 108,000 miles, and they have already chased them in front of them. But I didn't expect these people to be so good-natured, and they also bought clothes and goods locally, so they went on the road.

Finally, after almost a month, they finally got out of the border.

She counted, He Jianshuang and his party added up to sixteen or seventeen, although everyone was full of martial arts, but in terms of numbers, just one Artemisia Mountain Sect could crush them. It's not enough to see such a lineup anywhere. Therefore, Yan Ling had already guessed that He Jianshuang had no intention of putting up the signboard of the Takijiao again, and the only thing he wanted to do was just to avenge the destruction of the sect.

It's just that sometimes, people can't help themselves. The story of Xuanxiao Zhenren being skinned has spread in the Central Plains Martial Arts, and along the way, they have also heard a lot of rumors about this matter. Some of them are very close to the facts, some are 108,000 miles away from the center, and even worse, all kinds of basins are also deducted on He Jianshuang's head. For example, the Tianxiao faction has recently been leaking from the house and raining overnight, and a sword called a demon bone was stolen from Xuanji, and this matter was actually counted on He Jianshuang's head.

When Yan Ling knew, she couldn't help but complain in her heart - if He Jianshuang dragged this body, and there was still the Tianxiao faction that was able to enter and exit on high alert, it would be too much to underestimate Chu Yiheng. Alas, this is probably what it is called - wearing a purple dress, all the eggplants have come to the door.

In other words, the people of the Tianxiao faction can now be described as all kinds of "sharpening knives and frost". He Jianshuang was so injured that he couldn't hold a sword, and the residual poison had not yet been cleared, so there was no good fruit to eat when he went to fight the angry Tianxiao faction at this time. Maybe you can beat a hundred opponents with one person, but once the wheel war starts, relying on He Jianshuang, such a rare number of people here, will not be able to defeat others at all, and after all, he will die of exhaustion - not to mention that there is a male protagonist of the original book Chu Yiheng who has opened the hanging.

Therefore, the best thing to do now is to keep a low profile and avoid the limelight first. [Candle]

Ahem, although "hide if you can't fight" doesn't sound very majestic, but this is the best way to do it at the moment.

Seven days later, they finally arrived at Gouyue, a thriving region in the Western Regions, where they settled for a while. After driving such a long distance in a row, the nerves have been tense for so long, and the iron man is about to fall. The group decided to recuperate here for a round before making plans. Besides, Gouyue is not a flat desert, the terrain is rugged, the mountains and forests are vast, and it is not difficult to hide. Moreover, Gou Yue is known for his many famous doctors and ghosts, and he stayed there in order to take this opportunity to quickly remove the residual poison from He Jianshuang's body.

That night, they took down a local mansion in the middle of the mountains and invited a well-known local doctor.

In He Jianshuang's room, while the white-bearded gentleman was checking He Jianshuang's pulse and examining his injuries, everyone held their breath and stared at the doctor's back tightly, as if waiting for his verdict.

After the treatment, the doctor turned around and shook his head: "This poison is incurable." ”

This sentence was like a hammer, striking on the hearts of everyone present. Han Liu hurriedly said, "Why do you say this?"

"If I am not mistaken, the poison on this son's hand is the stele used by the ancient shepherds to hunt wild beasts. They would smear the medicine on the arrows, and if the beast was struck by the arrow, it would fall to the ground and die of poison in three hours. However, because the flesh of the poisoned beast itself also carried a trace amount of poison, and it was not good for people's health after eating, so Bei Ma San was not used for hunting for a long time. If the poison is to be removed, it must be done within three hours of poisoning. Otherwise, once the poison enters the blood, it will travel all over the body. You've missed the best of times. ”

Every time the doctor said a word, everyone's faces became more and more solemn. Yan Ling's heart also slowly sank.

"If it weren't for the fact that this boy had been suppressing its spread and confined the venom to the vicinity of the wound, I'm afraid that within three days from the day of the poisoning, it would have traveled all over the body. But blind suppression is not the way, there are ten days at most, and when the time comes, even if you suppress it again, this arm will be useless, and it will only become rotten meat. Not to mention, at that point, the toxin will officially travel throughout the body. For the sake of the future......" At this point, the doctor hesitated.

Compared with the iron blue face of the people in the room, He Jianshuang's reaction was very calm, and he said softly: "Please speak." ”

The doctor said in a deep voice: "