Yang Chen suddenly, when he heard Zhao Wujia's voice, he was pleasantly surprised, if Zhao Wujia didn't die, then the poison in his body could be solved, and Mu Chaoge himself could rescue her safely. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior Zhao, are you okay?" Yang Chen hurriedly asked.

Zhao Wujia waved his hand: "What can I do?" Help me up. ”

Yang Chen helped this Zhao Wujia up according to his words, and guessed in his heart that Zhao Wujia didn't even have the strength to get up by himself.

After Zhao Wujia sat up, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then spit out a few more mouthfuls.

Yang Chen said worriedly: "Senior Zhao, why don't you let me heal your injuries for you?" ”

"Joke, I'm Zhao Wujia, can you ask you, a nameless boy, to heal my injuries with luck?" Zhao Wujia said stubbornly.

Yang Chen shook his head, he raised his right hand and pressed it against Zhao Wujia's back, and suddenly Zhao Wujia felt a strong true qi entering his body, guiding the true qi around him to run in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Although Zhao Wujia was stubborn on his face, Yang Chen's true qi continued to enter his body, making his body feel better, and after he took off the cold mask of the cold-faced bodhisattva, it could be said that he was a bastard, so he decided to simply enjoy Yang Chen's true qi with peace of mind.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Wujia only felt that his whole body was full of true qi, and he couldn't say how good it was in his heart, he opened his eyes and saw Yang Chen sitting cross-legged behind him, still holding one hand behind his back, transmitting true qi to him.

"Oops, I forgot the time comfortably." Zhao Wujia was shocked, Yang Chen had already been poisoned by Jin Wusheng's corpse, and it was already a difficult thing for him to heal his injuries, but he didn't expect that he was ignoring time and letting this Yang Chen transmit his true qi to himself.

Yang Chen's true qi is not harmful now? At that time, even if the poison in his body is cleared, it is estimated that half of his power will be wasted.

"Stinky boy, stop." Zhao Wujia hurriedly shouted.

Who knows, Yang Chen is just sitting cross-legged, but the true qi in his hand is still continuously input into Zhao Wujia's body.

Zhao Wujia was really afraid that this Yang Chen's true qi would exhaust and die, he was healed by the true qi imported by Yang Chen, and the dantian qi suddenly poured out.

Yang Chen's skills, compared to Zhao Wujia, were several grades worse, and he was retreated by Zhao Wujia, and suddenly Yang Chen opened his eyes, he looked at Zhao Wujia, and said, "Your injury is healed?" ”

Zhao Wujia shook his hand, and pushed Yang Chen away, he smiled: "What? Am I so bad in front of you? ”

Yang Chen said with a smile: "Senior Zhao's martial arts are naturally higher than me, but ...... But your opponent just now was the invincible Sword Saint Forest. ”

"You saw it all?" Zhao Wujia was not surprised that Yang Chen knew what had just happened.

"Hmm." Yang Chen said: "I really didn't expect that you used to walk the rivers and lakes and be known as the cold-faced Bodhisattva. ”

"What? Isn't it like? Zhao Wujia snorted.

Yang Chen couldn't help laughing: "Like my predecessors, no matter how you look at it, it can't be linked to the word cold noodles." ”

"Bastard!" Zhao Wujia was furious when he heard this, he reached out with one hand, held Yang Chen's chest, and pushed it over, Yang Chen's body was shocked, but it shook Zhao Wujia away by a distance.

If it weren't for Zhao Wujia receiving Lin Wuyi's palm, how could he not even push Yang Chen away?

"It's strange, how can you have such a deep internal strength at such a young age?" Zhao Wujia asked.

Yang Chen didn't want to reveal the mystery of this heavenly book, so he smiled and said: "You are so good at calculating, why don't you pinch your fingers and calculate a hexagram yourself?" ”

"Since you don't want to say it, I don't bother to ask any more." Zhao Wujia got up, he coughed, and said, "Come to the room, I'll detoxify you." ”

Yang Chen entered the room with Zhao Wujia as he said, and Zhao Wujia untied Yang Chen's bandage, still sprinkling rotting corpse powder.

The rotting corpse powder was sprinkled on the wound, but there was a tingling sensation, Yang Chen gritted his teeth and endured it, but Zhao Wujia said a word and said, "How can your wound heal so quickly?" ”

"What's wrong?" Yang Chen asked.

Zhao Wujia just shook his head: "No, according to the toxicity of the carrion powder, it will take at least half a month to completely digest the corpse poison in your body, why is it only one night, and your wound seems to be healing?" ”

Yang Chen also smiled: "I also feel full of energy in my body today, and there are no signs of poisoning in my body." ”

"Strange, really strange." Zhao Wujia opened his mouth again: "Could it be that your body has really inherited his characteristics?" ”

"Whose traits do you think I've inherited?" Yang Chen asked.

"No one." Zhao Wujia hurriedly shook his head, and he said, "Since your injuries are almost healed, then you should also leave and save your sweetheart as soon as possible." ”

Unexpectedly, everything was under the control of Zhao Wujia.

"Senior Zhao, I want to ask, you are known as the Bodhisattva of Cold Noodles, and you naturally had outstanding points back then, why did you fall to this point now?" Yang Chen asked.

Thinking about that Lin Invincible, what kind of majesty is it, even if Zhao Wujia is invincible to Lin Invincible, but how many Lin Invincibles are there on this river and lake?

With Zhao Wujia's martial arts, it is not difficult to start a sect, and no matter how bad it is, it will not be reduced to the appearance of a beggar.

"Isn't it good for me to do this?" Zhao Wujia said with a smile.

"The predecessors lived a chic life, and compared to most people, it was worth a lifetime." Yang Chen said with a smile.

"You're a sensible person." Zhao Wujia sighed: "The reason why I have fallen to the way I am now is only because of the death of the old man!" ”

"This person is your best friend in life, right?" Yang Chen asked.

"Sort of." Zhao Wujia seemed reluctant to mention the past, and his face was sad.

"That man is my father, isn't he?" Yang Chen suddenly asked.

"Yes......" Zhao Wujia blurted out subconsciously, and then realized that Yang Chen was cheating, and hurriedly shouted: "To you big-headed ghost, you kid, now you're looking for your father everywhere, right?" Why don't you call me dad and be my cheap son? ”

Yang Chen saw that Zhao Wujia was not a little serious, so he shook his head and said with a smile: "Since the seniors refuse to say it, then the juniors will leave." And when he was dressed, he stepped out of the room.

Zhao Wujia stroked his shoulder, hurriedly sat at the head of the bed, and hummed in his mouth: "I didn't expect that Lin Wu's martial arts would reach such a realm, Lao Yang, Lao Yang, your son is still too weak, this time he is on Jin Wuming, one of the six protectors of the Zhengyi Sect, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with, look at your face, it's okay for me to help him, but it's a pity that this Lin Invincible broke out halfway and injured my palm, I want to recuperate, this time, it's only on his own." (To be continued.) )