Ye Qingyu took a look, isn't this the old doctor Li Shizhen?

When he took back the Ye Mansion that day, the doctor who invited him to treat Qin Lan was very impressed, but he didn't expect to see it again today, it was really fate.

"Where are the wounded?"

Li Shizhen was obviously in a bit of a hurry, and after coming in, he stood in place and rested for a few breaths, took a few breaths, finally calmed his breath, wiped his sweat, glanced at the six trapped camp soldiers who were lying on the ground and hummed, he was not surprised, and asked calmly.

Tang San hurriedly went over, greeted him, and brought him to Wang Ying, who was lying on a stretcher.

The little girl with pigtails hugged the medicine box and followed with a sigh.

Ye Qingyu sat quietly on the steps in the wind and snow.

Tang San came over again, whispering in Ye Qingyu's ear about the origin of that Sun Yuhu.

It turned out that the little white face with a greasy head and a pink face was the nephew of Liu Yuanchang, the head of the city lord's mansion, and Liu Tear, who had died in the hands of Ye Qingyu, had done a lot of evil in the city, bullying people, from bullying men and women to killing people and setting fires.

Later, Liu Tear died at the hands of Ye Qingyu, and Liu Yuanchang, the chief bookkeeper, lost his only son, and under the grief, he succeeded Sun Yuhu to the mansion, regarded him as his own, and was even more favored, and Sun Yuhu became more and more arrogant and became a pest in the city.

In the past few days, Sun Yuhu didn't know how, he came to the north of the city, colluded with several generals of the Chengbei Soldiers' Mansion, and caused trouble everywhere.

After Ye Qingyu listened, he didn't speak.

He grabbed a jar of wine, pulled out the lid of the jar, and a smell of wine came to his face, and when he inhaled it gently, the turquoise wine turned into a water arrow, flew out of the jar, and fell into his mouth, and the air was filled with the fragrance of wine.

Tang San sent people to buy good wine.

Ye Qingyu took a big sip of it.

The spicy liquid entered the body, and I only felt that the chest was hot, as if a mouth could breathe fire.

At this time, there was a very neat sound of footsteps outside.

Stampede, stomp!

Wave after wave of footsteps, like a neat drum beat, extremely rhythmic, the ground seemed to be gently shaking, as if some terrifying beast was rushing from afar, getting closer and closer, closer and closer, even the sound of armor rubbing could be heard, and a fierce aura was coming.

There was a sudden tension in the air.

Tang San couldn't help but have a nervous look on his face.

Lin Tian and the other two companions who stayed only felt that their throats were dry, and their legs and stomachs began to turn.

You don't have to guess to know that this is Sun Yuhu bringing people to retaliate, and it is very likely that he is bringing elite soldiers trapped in the camp, this is a real killing machine, different from ordinary mercenary gangs or something, once the army machine is running, it can crush everything.

Soon, the sound of flood-like footsteps stopped outside the gate.

Rumble!

The willow black gate was directly blasted, and sawdust flew wildly.

A neat row of spears under the cover of sawdust, slowly approaching, behind them are soldiers holding spears, red armor, red masks, the eyes exposed in the round holes are cold and endless, without the slightest fluctuation, as if they are cold machines, the soldiers hold guns in one hand, round shields in the other, lined up in a neat line, and when they slowly advance, like a red city wall, slowly and unstoppably crushed over.

Iron and blood, rushing to the face.

Beads of sweat on Tang San's forehead suddenly came out.

Ye Qingyu didn't even lift his eyelids.

He opened his mouth and inhaled.

The wine in the jar turned into a turquoise arrow of water and poured into his mouth.

In this breath, I directly inhaled half a jar of wine.

"Drinking like this hurts your body and wastes it. A voice came from the side, but it was the white-haired Li Shizhen, who observed Wang Ying's injury, treated the wound, and then went to the steps and said to Ye Qingyu.

"How's the injury?" Ye Qingyu asked.

"You've seen it, and you should know very well what the situation is. Li Shizhen shook his head and said: "All the organs are injured, and the sky is weak, although you used Neiyuan to help him renew his breath, but it can't last three days." ”

"Can't even you save him?" Ye Qingyu sighed.

"Medicine and medicine do not die of disease, and Buddha is destined to be a person. Li Shizhen stroked his long white beard and said: "The doctor treats the disease, the same is true, the old man can't do anything about the person who has lost his vitality, I can only let Qingqing help him deal with it simply, to ensure that he will not die of pain in these three days." ”

Ye Qingyu nodded and didn't say anything more.

However, in the face of the fierce and vicious soldiers in the camp, this old doctor did not show fear at all, but talked and laughed freely, which made Ye Qingyu can't help but think a little highly of him, this Doctor Li does have a bit of the demeanor of a crane and a child.

Boom!

The sound of spears pounding on shields and the sound of metal clashing is palpitating.

The three rows of pikemen in the front moved, revealing a gap in the middle, Sun Yuhu, who was dressed in chain mail, followed by a strong man with a height of more than two meters, wearing black iron armor, like an iron tower, full of evil spirits, and walked over step by step like a giant spirit god.

As soon as this strong man in the black tower appeared, the scene was suddenly full of oppressive force.

"It's him, it's that little mess, who killed the people who trapped us in the camp......" Sun Yuhu pointed his throat and roared at Ye Qingyu from afar.

The strong man of the Black Tower glanced at Ye Qingyu coldly, then looked at the soldiers who were lying on the ground struggling and couldn't get up, and waved his hand gently.

A pikeman came over and picked up the five or six trapped soldiers and dragged them away.

The strong man of the Black Tower stretched out his palm, and a black cold iron chain appeared in his hand.

The chain is about three meters long, coiled in the hands of a strong man, like a black python, the chain body is still stained with blood in many places, has dried up, the two ends of the chain, each connected with two sharp barbs, like a poisonous snake spit out the letter, looking at it makes people shudder.

Bang Dang!

The strong man of the Black Tower threw the chain at Ye Qingyu's feet.

"Do it yourself, use this soul-locking chain, pierce the pipa bone, tie your hands, and follow me to trap the camp. The cold words of the strong man of the Black Tower paused as if he was pronouncing a sentence, and then smiled coldly: "Don't be lucky, if you go with me obediently, I will let your relatives and friends go, dare to resist, and raze the Nine Clans." ”

The murderous aura of rage suddenly filled the void.

Ye Qingyu took another sip of wine, smiled, sucked in the palm of his hand, and the black iron chain was sucked in his hand, and he stroked it a few times in his palm, shook his head and said: "What a broken thing, take it out to scare people......"

He clasped the chain with both hands, and without seeing how hard he could, he kneaded the terrible cold iron chain into a piece of scrap iron, like a craftsman kneading dough, with great ease, and then threw it on the steps, and with a bang, it shook everyone's hearts suddenly.

The strong man in the black tower changed his face drastically, and his leopard eyes were full of essence.

"When did the elite soldiers of the empire turn into lackeys raised by the nobles, and some cats and dogs can be transferred at will and become thugs?" Ye Qingyu leaned on the steps, holding the wine jar, and said word by word.

"You little bastard, what are you arrogant, in front of General Zhang Heng, you dare not know life or death like this," Sun Yuhu hid beside the strong man in the Black Tower, jumped on his feet, pointed at Ye Qingyu, and scolded: "I tell you, you are determined to die today, and when you are brought to the trap camp, Lao Tzu must have a good pastime and entertain you, so that you can't survive and die!"

"Liu Yuanchang is really a fool, he died of a trouble-making son, and he actually accepted a trouble-making spirit like you as an adopted son. Ye Qingyu grabbed it with his backhand.

One of the trapped pikemen exclaimed in surprise, and the crimson spear in his hand could no longer be held, and flew out of his hand.

Ye Qingyu held the spear with his backhand, didn't look at it, and threw it casually.

The spear drew a long parabola, not fast, and shot towards Sun Yuhu.

Sun Yuhu was startled and instinctively stepped back, but immediately realized that he was under the heavy protection of the soldiers in the trapped camp at this time, and Zhang Heng, the general of the Black Tower beside him, was a martial arts master, so there was no need to be afraid, this soft shot could not hurt himself at all.

Thinking of this, Sun Yuhu not only did not retreat, but took a step forward demonstratively.

Black Tower General Zhang Heng snorted coldly, and grabbed the spear that shot at him with his backhand.

He was already a little uncertain about Ye Qingyu's origin in his heart.

Pinching off the cold iron chain like a noodle can only show that this young man is very strong, which has no deterrent effect, because of the strong people, Zhang Heng has seen a lot, even if he is invincible, he is not afraid, because what stands behind him Zhang Heng is not only the trapped camp, but also the garrison of the entire Luming County City, but now this young man dares to mock Liu Yuanchang, the head of the City Lord's Mansion, when he opens his mouth, this can explain many problems.

At this moment, Zhang Heng already regretted it a little, and in order to tie up with Liu Yuanchang, he brought someone to help Sun Yuhu find the field.

But at this time, Sun Yuhu is in danger, and he can't ignore it.

Grabbed it with his backhand, and his palm had already touched the cold body of the spear.

Zhang Heng is confident in his own strength.

He had already figured out how to resolve the situation in front of him after cracking the young man's gun, but at this moment, something happened that he never expected, the crimson spear suddenly spun sharply, and a powerful force in it suddenly exploded, instantly shaking his palm.

"Oops!"

Zhang Heng screamed in his heart.

The next moment-

"Ah......h

Seeing Sun Yuhu's eyes widen in horror, the crimson spear pierced his left shoulder, and the huge force of inertia took him backwards, knocking several soldiers trapped in the camp in a row, and the spear finally slammed to the ground and was nailed to the earthen wall ten meters away.