After Yan Kang beat Liang Ziweng, he didn't look at this person again, he turned around, his eyes shot directly at Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu, and a wisp of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Wan Yankang's eyes seemed to be plain, without shock or anger, Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu were swept away, and they only felt cold all over their bodies. The five masters who were invited to the house by Wan Yan Honglie originally thought that Wan Yan Kang was just a son with fine skin and tender meat. Before today, Wan Yankang showed amazing internal strength, and Sha Tongtian and others only regarded him as a newborn calf.

In their minds, even if this little prince has obtained the true inheritance of a famous family and has cultivated an amazing internal strength, after all, he is still a chick in the rivers and lakes.

Until this moment, Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu knew that the young man opposite, where was the newborn calf, it was clearly a tiger!

Seeing that Yan Kang was bleeding from the wounds, Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu did not relax in the slightest, and the injured tiger would only become more violent.

If Ouyang Ke and the others received the full strength of the two masters of Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu, even if they didn't die, they would lose at least half of their lives. Although Wan Yankang has practiced the Vajra Immortal Skill, after all, he has not reached the realm of Dacheng, and after receiving two palms, ten percent of his skill has gone to seven or eight percent.

At this time, if Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu took advantage of the situation to attack, even if Wan Yankang wanted to exchange injuries for injuries, it would be difficult to continue.

When Sha Tongtian and the two were riding a tiger, Wan Yan Honglie saw that the corners of Wan Yan Kang's mouth were bleeding, and most of the anger that was originally full of anger suddenly disappeared. Unspeakable distress welled up in his heart, and he walked up to Wan Yankang, took out a silk scarf, and went to wipe the blood from the corner of his son's mouth.

Seeing Yan Honglie like this, Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu were relieved, it seems that the two of them don't have to be this villain anymore.

Wan Yan Honglie wiped it twice, Wan Yan Kang gently pushed his hand away and said, "Father, this blood is still flowing, don't stain your hands." ”

Wanyan Honglie's eyes turned red: "Kang'er, why are you so stubborn!" ”

Wan Yankang smiled slightly: "The child has been this character since he was a child, and his father is not ignorant. ”

Wan Yan Honglie was conceited and scheming countless times in his life, and he was decisive in killing, and he was helpless against Wan Yan Kang at this time, he threw the bloody silk scarf to the ground, jumped on the horse, and went home.

A group of pro-soldiers will be relieved, and finally they don't have to be caught in the middle, and they are in a dilemma.

Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Yan Honglie leave, and hurriedly stepped forward to check Liang Ziweng's injuries. The two of them helped Liang Ziweng up, only to see that there was an obvious depression in the old man's chest, and the blood spurting out of his chest was all stained red, and his breath was extremely weak.

The two glanced at each other and shook their heads at the same time, knowing that even if Liang Ziweng could save a life, he would probably be a wasted person.

Ouyang Ke stepped forward and glanced at Liang Ziweng, he couldn't help but gasp, he got up and said to Yan Kang, and said again: "Thank you for the mercy of the prince." ”

Wan Yan Kang returned a salute: "No, Kang has to thank Brother Ouyang for his bearing." ”

Ouyang Ke pays attention to the demeanor of a master, and is unwilling to join forces with others to fight the enemy, so Wan Yankang naturally reciprocates. Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu both understood it, and at this time they had to pretend that they didn't know what they meant, and they were not damaged at all anyway.

It's just a pity that this ginseng immortal old monster of Changbai Mountain!

Yu Wenzhong and Yu Wenyi walked to Wan Yankang's side and asked with concern: "Young master, you are injured, do you want someone to carry a sedan chair?" ”

Wan Yankang waved his hand: "You escort a few distinguished guests back to the house first, and I will stay here for a while." ”

When the people heard this, they had to go home first.

Wan Yan Kang refused to leave, but he was worried that Wan Yan Honglie would not give up, so he stood stiffly at the city gate.

Wanyan Honglie returned to the palace, poured a cup of tea angrily, and ordered Wanyan Kang to be called left and right.

Yu Wenyi knelt down on one knee and said: "Lord Qiyu, the prince is still at the city gate." ”

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Wan Yan Honglie heard this, and he knew Wan Yan Kang's persistence. He was angry for a while, and when he thought about it, it was not a good thing, Kang'er's temperament, since he was determined to stay in the palace, he would never change his surname to Yang and go with that mud leg.

Thinking of this, Wanyan Honglie breathed a sigh of relief, his wife is gone, at least his son is still there.

He summoned the butler and said with great seriousness: "The affairs of these two days shall not be discussed in the house, and anyone who violates them will be killed with a rod." ”

The prince gave an order, and everyone in the house was silent.

Wan Yan Kang stood at the gate of the city for a day, and it was not until after nightfall that he returned to the palace alone. After this day's tossing, Wan Yankang was physically and mentally exhausted, and as soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep, Wanyan Kang slept very deeply, and it was not until the next day when he was on the third pole that he slowly woke up.

After Yan Honglie knew that after Yan Kang returned home, he had already ordered the cook to use a lot of rare medicinal materials, and made a medicinal soup to prepare for him to heal and replenish his injuries.

Ning Er saw that the young master woke up, and hurriedly went to bring the medicinal soup over.

After Yan Kang drank two large bowls of medicinal soup, he felt a warmth rise in his abdomen. He secretly said that this medicinal soup was so powerful, and drove the maid out of the room.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, and with the help of medicinal power, after transporting the Jiuyang Divine Skill for a week, he spit out a mouthful of black blood, and the whole person recovered a lot of spirit.

Jiuyang Shengong already has its own healing function, at this time, Wan Yankang's internal injuries have improved a lot, he is no longer in trouble, so he remembered that the Lingzhi Master, Ouyang Ke, and Liang Ziweng who were injured in his hands came, so he walked out of the door and went to visit.

The Venerable Master had been injured a lot, and he was still in retreat to heal his wounds. Wan Yankang saw that the door of his room was closed, so he greeted him through the door, listening to the breath of the great monk's reply, presumably he would be able to heal in ten days, so he took his leave and turned his head to see Liang Ziweng.

Liang Ziweng was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and his anger was like a gossamer, if it weren't for his medicine boy who used the only thousand-year-old ginseng to hang his life, I was afraid that this ginseng immortal would not be able to survive at this time.

Wan Yankang knew that Liang Ziweng had done a lot of evil things in his hands, and when he was trying to seize the medicine snake before, he also felt like he was doing the right thing for heaven, but at this moment, looking at Liang Ziweng's tragic situation, he felt a sense of guilt in his heart. Wan Yankang walked up to Liang Ziweng and asked softly, "Xianweng, do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?" ”

Liang Ziweng knew that his life was short, and although he hated the person in front of him, he couldn't do anything at the moment. He is also famous in the Changbai Mountain area, and he also broke the chastity of many women twenty years ago, but he never had children.

Before he died, Liang Ziweng was accompanied by only this little medicine boy, he listened to the crying on the side, and pointed to the little medicine boy tremblingly.

There is a saying that when a person is about to die, his words are also good.

Liang Ziweng was so injured that he couldn't speak, but what he meant, Yan Kang understood at a glance, so he said slowly: "Don't worry, Xianweng, you little medicine boy, I will take it in the house and use it as a personal companion, and I will never let him suffer the slightest grievance." If you have a heart, I will ask him to change his surname to Liang and recognize you as his godfather. ”

When Liang Ziweng heard this, he nodded slightly, and two lines of old tears appeared in his eyes.

Walking out of Liang Ziweng's room, Wan Yankang continued to visit Ouyang Ke.

Ouyang Ke was the least injured among the three, and after a day and night of healing, it seemed that he was fine.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Ouyang Keqi said: "Little prince, brother, I am conceited among the martial artists of the same generation, and my martial arts are not bad, but my internal strength cultivation is not as good as yours, I don't know which magic skill you are practicing?" ”

Wan Yankang smiled slightly: "I have learned a lot of kung fu in Quanzhen and Shaolin, and my Chongyang Patriarch was the first in the world back then, Brother Ouyang must be clear." Shaolin is a famous sect that has been inherited for hundreds of years, and there are countless unique schools in the temple, which may be slightly better than Brother Ouyang's family martial arts. ”

Ouyang Ke still didn't give up: "I heard my uncle say that in the past, when Huashan was discussing swords, although Wang Zhenren said that his skills were superior and won the first place in the world, the other four were not convinced. After all, Wang Zhenren was older at that time, and it took seven days and seven nights to divide the victory. ”

Wan Yankang didn't answer his words, and asked instead: "I heard that Uncle Ling's famous stunt is a toad skill, I don't know why I didn't use it when Brother Ouyang and my junior brother fought yesterday?" ”

Ouyang Ke used to dislike that the posture of the toad skill was too ugly when it was launched, so he was unwilling to refine it, if it was used against a strong enemy, how could it come in handy. After being defeated by Yan Kang yesterday, he secretly swore in his heart that he would practice diligently in the future. It's just these reasons, Ouyang Ke couldn't declare it, so he snorted and said: "Uncle Jia said that this kung fu has to be a person with deep internal strength to be effective, brother, I haven't learned the arts, so I ......"

Wan Yankang originally wanted to see the toad skill from Ouyang Ke, in case he faced Ouyang Feng the next day, he would be prepared. Since Ouyang Ke has not been refined, his heart is also forgotten. After all, his internal injuries had not healed, and after walking for a long time, he felt a little tired, so he wanted to get up and say goodbye.

Ouyang Ke saw that Yan Kang was leaving, and suddenly grabbed Yan Kang's hand and shouted: "Little prince, help!" ”

Wan Yankang was surprised and asked suspiciously: "I didn't shoot hard yesterday, why is Brother Ouyang like this?" He thought to himself, could it be that this person wants to take the opportunity to slander me.

Ouyang Ke saw Yan Kang's strange face, and coughed and said, "Little prince, brother, my little injury yesterday is naturally not enough to worry about." It's just that after my brother saw the girl in yellow the day before yesterday, I didn't think about tea and dinner for the past two days, if I can't see that girl again, I'm afraid that my brother and I will become lovesick and die soon. ”

As soon as Ouyang Ke said this, the two white-clothed concubines serving in his room all burst out laughing. Seeing this, Ouyang Ke hurriedly waved his hand to drive the second daughter out, grabbed Wan Yankang's hand and said, "Little prince, save your brother." ”

Wan Yankang suddenly had a black line on his face, it turned out that this was the case, and he almost forgot about it. Ouyang Ke, a pervert, really remembered Huang Rong when he saw him.

Fortunately, Huang Rong had already gone out of the city, otherwise Ouyang Ke might not have to use some tricks!

Looking at Ouyang Ke's expectant eyes, Wan Yankang had to say that Huang Rong had a famous flower and asked him to stop making up his mind.

Ouyang Ke was afraid that Wan Yan Kang would rob him of a woman before, and when it came to identity and martial arts, he was not Wan Yan Kang's opponent, but at this time, Wan Yan Kang's statement was clearly that he had no feelings for Huang Rong, so he was relieved and said proudly: "That girl is clearly still a virgin, brother, I will fight with that stupid boy, and I hope that the little prince will be successful." ”

After saying this, Ouyang Ke got up and bowed deeply to Wan Yankang.

Wan Yankang couldn't, so he had to excuse himself from being unfamiliar with Huang Rong, and now he didn't know where this girl was. He was impatient to deal with Ouyang Ke such a thing, chatted hastily for a few words, and then hurriedly left.