The fat man lay down on the ground and asked in surprise, "What are you talking about?

The warrior didn't answer, he stepped forward and kicked again, and the fat man turned around and wanted to run, but he was kicked in the ass and fell into the mud. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't fight, don't fight, there must be fraud in this matter. Nanfeng was eager to go over to help, but before he could get closer, he was grabbed by the collar by another warrior who came later, and his backhand was a slap, "Say, who sent you?"

The warrior lost the carrier pigeon, his heart was angry, and he was very heavy, and he hit the south wind dizzy with just one palm, and the Venus flashed in front of him.

Seeing that Nanfeng was caught and beaten, the fat man shouted and wanted to come to help, but was stopped by one of them, "Cheap cub, where are you going?"

At the same time that the fat man was stopped, the martial artist who grabbed Nanfeng gave Nanfeng a backhand slap, and Nanfeng was hit with nosebleeds.

Seeing that the other party had a dead hand, the fat man was anxious, and seeing that the other party was going to kick him again, he roared his luck angrily, and Zama supported his arm and cast eight golden bodies.

The warrior never thought that the fat man would make such a move, and not only failed to kick the fat man down, but was shocked and returned to his ankle.

Although the cultivation of these martial artists is not high, they are all above the light blue aura, and when they saw that the fat man could shake the martial artist away, they immediately raised their vigilance, rushed forward, and besieged them on all sides.

The fat man shook the warrior back, and wanted to take the opportunity to come over to protect the south wind, but before he could rush forward, he was surrounded by everyone, and he was knocked to the ground with his fists and feet.

"We didn't lie, the Medicine King must have had an accident, you guys go up again......"

Before Nanfeng could finish speaking, someone kicked him down, "Didn't you lie? Didn't you say that you don't know kung fu?

At first, Nanfeng was still thinking about how to convince everyone, but after a while, he didn't think about anything, these warriors were in a hurry, and he was already knocked unconscious.

"Don't hit him, I came up with the idea, you want to beat me. The fat man shouted.

Originally, there were several people around each of the two of them, but as soon as the fat man shouted, two of the several people who beat Nanfeng walked towards the fat man.

As soon as there were few people, the south wind was beaten lightly, and he came back to his senses slightly, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and waited until the blood that covered his face was gone, and his vision regained clarity, and at a glance he found that two figures flashed from the mountainside and disappeared into the jungle to the west.

"Look, someone's running away. "The south wind is eager to point north.

Someone turned around when he heard the sound, but he didn't see anything, and angrily kicked Nanfeng's left arm, "It's not honest, I still want to deceive people when I get to such a field." ”

This kick was impartial, the kick was the south wind wound, and after a crisp sound of broken bones, the arm that had not been completely healed was broken again.

Nanfeng ignored the pain and shouted again, "Look, I ran again." ”

"What a howl, what a mourning. "Someone kicked him.

The figure that left this time moved slowly, but no one looked back, and after a few ups and downs, the figure also disappeared into the West Mountain.

Seeing this, Nanfeng was completely discouraged, and was about to curl up and hug his head and suffer less injuries, but found that the figure from before had reappeared, moving quickly from Xishan to here.

After a beating, these warriors lost their anger a little, and no longer kicked indiscriminately, but shouted and cursed, asking who instructed the two to come and cause bad things.

When everyone was pressing, the figure in the distance moved quickly, because the distance was still far away, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, he didn't have any aura cultivation and couldn't see his complexion, he could only roughly judge that this person was a cave cultivator according to the body method he used when he moved.

When we got closer, we could see that the person was a thin old man, about sixty years old, dressed in a gray and white cloth coat and wearing black cloth light boots on his feet.

The old man swept near from a distance, and when he got close, he gathered up and walked slowly down the mountain road.

Since the south wind kept looking north, a martial artist glanced back, and hurriedly said to everyone, "Don't fight, the medicine king is here." ”

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly left the two of them, gathered at the foot of the mountain and waited for the old man to arrive, and when he arrived, they bowed their hands at the same time, "I have seen Mr." ”

The old man's expression was gloomy, and he didn't answer, but nodded slowly, just as a return salute.

"What's the matter, are you dead?" the fat man ran over to help Nanfeng.

"The arm is broken again. Nanfeng grinned, the fat man's legs and feet were complete, but his head and face were injured, and his face was bruised and swollen, like a pig's head.

"You're used to it anyway. "The fat man is happy in his suffering.

As they spoke, the elderly man left the crowd and rushed towards them, looking down at the south wind before he got closer.

Nanfeng frowned and raised his head, the old man tilted his head and squinted, looked up and down, and after a while, he raised his left hand to smooth his chin beard, and when his left hand touched his face, he suddenly wrinkled his nose and stuck out his tongue, and made a grimace at Nanfeng.

The fat man and Nanfeng stood together, and also saw the old man make a grimace, someone called this old man the medicine king before, this kind of grimace should not appear on the face of an old man in his sixties, let alone on the face of the medicine king.

Nanfeng was already suspicious of this person's identity, and when he saw him grimacing, he instantly guessed who this person was, looking at his figure, he was similar to Zhuge Chanjuan. Looking at the earlobes again, there are subtle traces that cover the ears and eyes.

Seeing Zhuge Chanjuan, Nanfeng was embarrassed, raised his hand to wipe the blood, and did not look at him.

Although Zhuge Chanjuan was disguised as Uncle Wang, she didn't seem to be able to change her voice or speak, and after looking at the two of them, she turned around and looked around at the martial artist coldly.

Seeing that her expression was not good, this martial artist mistakenly thought that the Medicine King was blaming them for bullying the weak, and they bowed their heads one after another.

After looking around, Zhuge Chanjuan beckoned to the two of them, and then stepped forward.

Nanfeng stood still, he understood that Zhuge Chanjuan wanted to save him from the predicament, but he couldn't leave, he suffered so much just to seek the elixir, and he couldn't get anything if he left.

Seeing that the two of them were standing still, the porter trotted over, "Sir asked you to go up the mountain with him, don't go quickly." ”

"We have a request for the medicine king, and we can't go with him. Nanfeng said.

"Look at you, you are so heavy-handed, you are confused," the porter complained about the martial man, and then said to the south wind, "Sir is right in front of you, if you have any demands, you can talk to Mr." ”

Nanfeng's previous words were said to Zhuge Chanjuan, and Zhuge Chanjuan had to let Zhuge Chanjuan know that he had a request for the medicine king, and he couldn't leave with her, and he could listen to the porter's words, Nanfeng said again, "We can't go up the mountain, once we go up the mountain, we will be wiped out, we have to stay here, the carrier pigeon has been released, and it won't be long before the masters of the various sects will come over, and we have to let them witness with us." ”

Everyone who said Nanfeng was confused, and they didn't know if he wanted to complain to the master of his own sect, or who he was angry with, no one knew that he was indirectly telling Zhuge Chanjuan that you have to leave quickly, otherwise you will be blocked here.

Outsiders were confused, they were not confused when they said and listened, and when they heard Nanfeng's words, Zhuge Chanjuan stopped, hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly, turned her hands behind her back, and went up the mountain.

Zhuge Chanjuan made such a fuss, and made those martial artists feel up and down, looking at the expression of the medicine king, obviously dissatisfied with their bullying and being cautious, when the masters of this faction came, I was afraid that they would be counted down, and the two of them were beaten like this now, if they were seen by the masters of this faction, they would definitely punish them. But if they were to be let go, they would not be able to explain the matter of the carrier pigeons to the masters of their own faction.

It's not good to put it, it's not good to stay, and they can only go back to the house under the entanglement of contradictions, ignore the two of them, and let the two of them stay by themselves.

The fat man helped Nanfeng to sit down from the corner and asked in a low voice, "Is it your wife's pretend?"

Nanfeng nodded.

"This little girl is so good to you, she took the risk of running back to save you. "The fat man is not without envy.

Nanfeng bared his teeth and frowned, but did not answer.

The fat man saw that Nanfeng was in pain, so he went to check his arm, "You have two heads in three days to break bones, and I have to learn how to connect bones in the future." ”

The pain of the south wind was unbearable, and he had no intention of arguing with the fat man.

"It's still useful for me to learn kung fu, you see me, it's nothing at all. "Fat people are very complacent.

"Save it, it's all beaten into a pig's head, and I don't forget to brag. Nanfeng borrowed the fat man's words and said him in reverse.

"What can I do, I won't take the bones. The fat man touched the stubble of the south wind's bones, and this time the displacement was even worse than last time, and his arm had begun to swell.

Nanfeng didn't answer, tilted his head to look at the mountain road, and Zhuge Chanjuan had disappeared at this time.

Seeing that Nanfeng was seriously injured, the fat man was extremely anxious, and he ran over cheekily to ask those martial artists who would take the bones, but everyone ignored him, and the fat man had no choice but to ask for help.

Although the porter is a subordinate, he has also learned a few medical skills under the influence of his ears and eyes, and according to Zhuge Chanjuan's previous expression, he guessed that the medicine king had mercy on the two of them, so he came over to help Nanfeng Zhengji reset and put on the splint again.

The fat man borrowed a wooden bucket again, brought water over, and helped Nanfeng wipe the blood from his head and face.

"What now?" the fat man sat down next to the south wind.

"Wait for the masters of the various sects to come, they are smarter than these stupid donkeys, and they will definitely go up the mountain to confirm ......"