Duan He told the story of the matter, and couldn't help but sigh while talking about it, not knowing why he was so unhappy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After hearing this, Wang Duan breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "Then the matter of Kunlun Mountain should not be you, and you are not to blame for the matter of the Guoyang Sect, so how can you get into these troubles?" ”

Duan He smiled bitterly and said, "Sect Leader Wang, how do I know this?" I just went to Kunlun Mountain to visit my predecessors, looking for this place to cultivate my mind and improve my martial arts, how did I know that I would get into such a situation? ”

"The world is like this, there is nothing to be done." Wang Duan laughed a few times, and the people who were fighting back and forth just now suddenly became harmonious. Wang Duan was also real, and after saying a few words, he directly asked Duan He to leave. Duan He didn't slack off at all, and a few steps disappeared without a trace.

This is already a terrible battlefield, and no matter how peaceful the air is, Duan He will not dare to stay for long. I'm not afraid, but I'm not stupid, and the group of people in front of me can't take advantage of them when they fight. got the opportunity to leave, Duan He naturally didn't let it go.

Forgetting the background of Duan He's departure, Wang Duan sighed again and said, "Sure enough, it is not much different from what is rumored on the rivers and lakes. ”

The man with the halberd on the side stepped forward and asked, "Sect Master, what are we going to do now?" ”

"Kill." Wang Duan said softly.

"But, we just gave Duan He the blame?"

"There's no way, whoever called all this has nothing to do with him."

Wang Duan closed his eyes, and he did not slack off with his halberd, and walked to the person who was lying on the ground and was still slowly waking up.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

With a scream, a halberd smashed into his head. The blood of the people on the earth was all over the ground, and there was not even a cry.

The man let out a long sigh, looked at the back of the king, and said, "Sect Master, it's over." ”

A few other people stood on the side, with a faint cold sweat on their faces. This matter was discussed before everyone came, and whoever was beaten would die here, and now it was he who was lying on the ground, but he was almost himself.

Wang Duan nodded, didn't even look back, and strode out of the lobby directly.

On the rivers and lakes now, Duan He's reputation has changed from infamous to self-endangerment. Duan Zhan's son killed the Guoyang Sect disciples who passed by at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and blamed and killed several Kunlun Sect people because of the Kunlun people. Now he has returned to the Guoyang Sect, and after killing one person, he escaped to no avail.

And this Duan He, who does all kinds of evil, is the apprentice of the Shaolin monk Wuzhen.

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Duan He ran out of Qingming Hall, out of breath.

He had never gasped like this, as if his body was going to die.

Running and running, Duan He only felt that his legs began to weaken, and his eyes were blurry. Duan He could only stop and find a fairly secluded place to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, Duan He only felt that the world was spinning, as if his whole body did not belong to him, and his whole body was paralyzed on the ground.

With half a point of energy, Duan He took out a packet of medicine from his arms. The package was put in the teahouse by him, and only a packet of medicine was left on himself. When I took out the medicine, it was all some tree roots, ginseng, and so on. Duan He put it in his mouth and chewed desperately, he knew that it was useless, but if he didn't, he could only wait for the convulsions to come.

The terrible convulsions still came, and Duan He only felt his throat and eyes gushing out, not knowing if it was blood or what. His eyes became more and more blurry, and his hands and feet gradually hardened, and he twitched one after another.

"Ahh

The herbs that Duan He chewed in his mouth had already been spit out, and the whole person shrank into a ball on the ground. The pain all over my body was like being blown by a strong wind in a rainy weather, and every bit of it was clutched to my bones, and I couldn't bear it.

I don't know how long this pain lasted, and Duan He kept trying to make himself faint. But for some reason, under such a severe pain, the whole person is still unusually sensitive to this pain, and the sensitivity is terrifying.

Eventually, he fainted.

It's summer, but it's cold like the middle of winter.

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A pot of hot water was taken from the stove and slowly poured into the cup with a boiling steam.

There is tea in the cup, and the tea leaves expand under the erosion of hot water, giving the water in the cup a unique charm.

It is said that different tea leaves should be soaked in water at different temperatures, some should be boiled with hot water, some should be boiled for a long time, and some should be soaked with slightly lukewarm water.

But Ju Siliang never cared about this, he always had to use the hottest water to make tea. I also never wash the tea, and the taste of the first brew is the strongest. Washing tea washes away many impurities, but it also washes away most of the charm of tea.

Ju Siliang was drinking tea, and beside him, Duan He was lying there, not yet awake.

He had found Duan He on the way to wander around, and he was lying there cold, with only the half-chewed herbs and his sword beside him. Not to mention that those who are destined will inevitably meet again, Ju Siliang didn't expect that he would see Duan He again so soon, or in this way.

Found a medical center, and Ju Siliang took it down. As an important figure in the Bule Gang, Ju Siliang is neither bad for money nor bad power, and it is more than enough to get a small medical hall to open casually for a while.

At the back of the medical hall is one stove after another, all used to fry herbs. Most of the people who catch herbs don't know how to fry herbs, so this medical hall also needs to have such skills. If the herbs that were originally two dollars were fried, they could be bought for five dollars.

Ju Siliang cleared the stove, one for frying herbs for Duan He, and the other for boiling hot water. Now that his tea has been brewed, Duan He is still there, and he hasn't woken up for half a minute.

Taking a sip of tea, Ju Siliang's mind was taken away by Duan He, and he couldn't come down and taste tea with peace of mind.

"I don't know what kind of strange disease you have, it's so difficult to treat." Ju Siliang smiled wryly.

These days, Ju Siliang has also heard about Duan He's ups and downs. I didn't expect such a person to cause such a big thing after only a few days away from him.

Gu Siliang closed his eyes and pondered.

"Money comes in, good luck comes in!"

Suddenly, a voice appeared like a thunderbolt, Ju Siliang was startled, only to see Duan He sit up, holding his head with his hands in his mouth, and chanting vigorously: "Help, help." ”

Ju Siliang hurriedly went up and pricked the silver needle he had prepared a long time ago into Duan He's acupuncture points to calm down Duan He.

After a while, Duan He really woke up, and when he saw Ju Siliang close to him, he smiled bitterly.

"Divine doctor, I didn't expect me to spare such a big circle, but I still came back."

Ju Siliang nodded and pulled the needle out of Duan He's body.