After Lu Yu invited the two fierce generals of Mi Mouse and Yang Pojun to eat, he immediately rushed to the hospital to see Gao Changgong, and asked the two to guard outside the door, he went in alone, and used Bodhi Shenmu and acupuncture to help Gao Changgong heal his injuries.

Two hours later, Lu Yu and Gao Changgong were sweating profusely, Gao Changgong's face was still very pale, but his eyes were no longer hollow, and his divine light was restored.

"Brother Gao, how do you feel?"

Lu Yu took the handkerchief, wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, and asked with concern.

Gao Changgong said: "The Bodhi Divine Wood is really a divine object, I feel that my divine soul damaged by Li Kua's father has recovered a lot, and it is definitely impossible to recover to the peak state in three or two days, but at least I have recovered the seventh-layer strength." ”

"Seven floors are a little less." Lu Yu sighed.

Chen Fenglei himself is a great martial arts master, and he alone can be worthy of five great masters.

If Gao Changgong has no way to recover the state of victory, it will not be easy to win this battle.

The most critical point is Lu Yu himself, the injuries on his body will not be cured at all in a short period of time.

His current state is even weaker than when he first entered Jianghai and before his martial arts recovered.

This battle, once it starts, will definitely be endless, and both sides will use their own means to do whatever it takes.

At that time, instead of being the weight of the balance of victory and defeat, he Lu Yu would be a burden.

I am afraid that Chen Fenglei will come out and capture the thief first.

Gao Changgong pursed his scarlet lips and said lightly: "This is also a matter of no choice, Changqing, don't be too nervous, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, although Chen Fenglei is also a martial arts master, he is still a little worse than Li Kua's father." I was defeated at the hands of Li Kua's father, a fiasco. But I have gained a lot, at least this time I dare to guarantee that I will not be suppressed by the great grandmaster's martial arts intent again, I promise you, at least block Chen Fenglei for three hundred rounds. ”

"No, Brother Gao, I can't risk your life." Lu Yu hurriedly shook his head.

Gao Changgong's strength is the pinnacle of chemical strength, but he has not touched the threshold of Danjin, and he has weakened Chen Fenglei.

He is at his peak, and it is impossible to defeat Chen Fenglei, according to common sense, holding 200 rounds is the limit.

At this moment, the strength is only seventy percent of the peak, and no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to last three hundred rounds.

But Lu Yu had no doubts about Gao Changgong's assurance.

King Lanling said that three hundred rounds, that would definitely be a lot more.

But the price to pay is most likely his own life.

Although those who have achieved great things must first learn to be ruthless.

But Lu Yu couldn't do it.

He can't use his brother's life to pave the way for his so-called great cause.

Gao Changgong stared at Lu Yu, his eyes were as hard as stone, "At this critical moment of life and death in Changqing, you don't want the kindness of a woman." I am determined to be Xu Zhongkang by your side, even if he really dies in the hands of Chen Fenglei, it is to seek benevolence. You should know my character, Changqing, you will fulfill me, from the time when Wang Xuance accompanied me to burn your 100 million in front of my mother's grave, I made up my mind to hand over my life to you, I will not regret it. ”

"Brother Gao, you won't regret it, but I will." Lu Yu stared at Gao Changgong, "I will regret it for the rest of my life." For you, for Senior Brother Wang, and for Brother Yuan Shu, my Lu Changqing's heart is the same. You are not my subordinates, but my brothers, my brothers. I gathered you around me to drink the strongest wine, play with the fiercest guns, and get on the pretty, not for you to die for me. I'm sorry, I can't. ”

"Changqing" Gao Changgong snorted, his eyes were red.

The boy didn't flick when he had tears, just because he didn't get to the emotional place.

People like him, the definition of himself in his bones is the taxi mentioned in the history books.

Nationalist taxis.

Scholar. Die for a confidant.

This is the fate of the scholar.

It is also the pursuit of taxi.

If the Lord is like this, what more can he ask for?

"Changqing, you should know, I really made up my mind, you can't stop me." Gao Changgong said in a deep voice.

"This" Lu Yu bit his lip and couldn't laugh or cry.

"I have heard it for a long time, Taiyuan is high and long, impassioned, like a cold water and a bright sun, is a rare great man in the world, has the wind of ancient righteous people, I see it today, and it really deserves its name."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

A man pushes the door in.

Man.

At the age of about forty-five, he is tall, his temples are slightly frosty, he is wearing a moon-white long coat, moving forward slowly, his posture is a little scattered, and his wide coat and big sleeves are flying like clouds, which reminds people of the Luan bird flying above the nine heavens.

Such a character is not like a mortal character, but an immortal walking in the world.

Lu Yu's pupils shrank.

Skate on thin ice.

Like on the edge of the abyss.

Like a great enemy.

He tried to draw the knife, but his arm seemed to freeze, and he couldn't even move a finger.

His body was shaking, his fingers were shaking, his calves were shaking, and every cell in his body was shaking.

Fear.

The deepest fear in the world.

He was almost out of breath.

From the body to the soul, it seems to be frozen.

Even Gao Changgong was not much better than Lu Yu, his face became more and more pale, and his lips became more and more scarlet.

Hmph

Gao Changgong suddenly popped out two words from between his teeth.

As if breaking through the heavy ice, he pulled out the Tiancong Cloud Sword that Lu Yu hid in his waist, and the sword light broke through the ice and turned the snow, drawing an arc like lightning, slashing towards the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared.

The middle-aged man does not move.

Immovable as a mountain.

But the body suddenly became illusory.

It seems that thousands of moonlight have been brewed.

Gao Changgong's movements seemed to freeze at this moment.

Even time is frozen.

The middle-aged man slowly stretched out his hand, not moving fast, with an extremely elegant rhythm.

His hands are beautiful.

Slender and powerful, you can't see any joints.

Bite!

Flick your fingers.

Gao Changgong only felt half of his body tingle.

The Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand fell out of his hand.

Then he was grabbed by a middle-aged man.

He looked at the knife in his hand, "Japan's national weapon, the sky from the clouds." It's really not ordinary. Changqing, back then, your grandfather snatched a handful of chrysanthemums from the Liu Sheng family, and now you snatch the Tiancong Cloud Sword back, and my Lu family will not be able to die with the Liu Sheng family. “

Lu Yu closed his lips.

I wanted to say something, but the words came to my lips, but I was frozen.

Don't know what to say.

In the past three and a half years, he has appeared in his mind countless times the appearance of this middle-aged man, sometimes gritted his teeth, sometimes he was deeply afraid, and sometimes he was resentful and resentful.

has also deduced countless times what he should do if the two meet again in order to defeat this guy.

I saw it at the moment.

But he found that he still overestimated himself.

After three years of tempering in the Northland, he felt that he had grown a lot, but the distance between him and this middle-aged man did not get closer, but worsened and farther away.

Of course, it is also possible that after he became stronger, he became more and more aware of the strength of this person.

Gao Changgong looked at this middle-aged man who completely defeated himself with one finger, and his eyes were complicated.

"The Great Sage is sincere, King Kong is not bad!"

He said in a deep voice: "Sir is a peerless figure who has entered the sainthood, and he is a martial saint. When I was eighteen years old, I challenged Emperor Chen Qing, and I was so defeated. The strength of Mr. is no longer under Emperor Chen Qing. Possibly ask? ”

He looked at Lu Yu's incomparably complicated expression, and instantly realized.

The identity of this person is about to be revealed.

"My name is Lu Ming Wild Fox."

The middle-aged man spoke, and his voice was light, like a poignant snow, like a blurred moon.

He pointed at Lu Yu, "It's his old son." ”