In the dead of night, the snow was fluttering, the cold wind was howling, and the house was as silent as death, and the pins could be heard.

Li Donghu's face was calm, a sweat stain appeared behind him at a speed visible to the naked eye, staring at Wu Ming, his hands under the wide-sleeved Taoist robe trembled slightly, and a golden needle as thin as a cow's hair flashed away in the shadow of the sleeve cage.

A supreme medical sect that can hardly shake the great grandmaster, and even poison the great grandmaster, is like a great enemy, just because Wu Ming has an extra knife in his hand - the Seven Star Cold Moon Knife!

Li Donghu is confident that his strength is above Wu Ming, but in the face of the cold moon blade, he is absolutely dead and alive, and the medicine methods that he relies on to become famous, in the face of Wu Ming, who has a dragon coat to protect his body, his body is strong, and his anti-toxicity is extremely strong, it can't play much role at all.

Without these two things, it is like a toothless tiger......

"Haven't you ever thought about what you'd end up with? Haven't you heard that you have more help for the righteous and less for the unjust? Don't you know that you are so stubborn and self-serving, and you will be lonely for the rest of your life?"

For a long time, Li Donghu said hoarsely.

Between his teacher and his friends, he made a choice, and only then did he have these three questions!

Wu Ming heard the meaning of these words, was silent for a while, and shook his head slightly: "I understand the truth of multiple friends and multiple roads, but you can retreat at one time, step by step, if you can't live happily, then you will die happily!"

"Why?"

Li Donghu raised his eyebrows angrily, and said urgently, "Let me take Xiao Wei, fight for this life, I will go to seek Shizu, his old man's doctor is a god, life and death, flesh and bones, he will definitely be able to cure her!"

"That...... You don't even believe in yourself, do you?"

Wu Ming said coldly.

"You ......"

Li Donghu's pupils shrank, and beads of sweat appeared on his sideburns.

"Although you have covered it up well, you have forgotten one thing, the heart of the healer's parents! Your heart is confused, and your eyes have spoken for themselves. ”

Wu Ming's eyes turned slightly, looking at Chai Wei, who was still sleeping like a baby, indescribably soft and cold, "This child has been with you for four years, it should be the happiest time in her life, but it's a pity that you can't protect her, and the master doesn't plan to help her get justice, I'm going to do something about it, although the brother who kicked her away with one kick is incompetent, he has to do something......"

"Haven't you thought about the consequences? Don't you know how many people are involved? If she knew, she would ......."

Li Donghu couldn't disguise it anymore, he roared in a lost voice, and his eyes were red.

The only apprentice has become a living dead, can he not feel distressed?

But the grace of the master's upbringing is like a mountain, even if the Medicine King Valley will not fight with the King of Wei for the sake of a low-end disciple, it is impossible for him to be resentful, let alone rebel!

"Huh!"

Wu Ming's eyelids drooped slightly, and his gaze was indescribably condensed, "An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, making me unhappy!"

The sonorous, powerful, and proclamation-like poems express Wu Ming's truest thoughts, that he is a free and easy person who wants to live.

Although there has never been a real sense of freedom in the world......

Therefore, Li Donghu left, full of anger, unwillingness, disappointment, hesitation, and - friends!

Between the teacher, the master and the apprentice, and the friendship, the moment the choice is made, the latter two are lost, just like the choice of the year.

"Hehe, sure enough, the Wu family suffered a big change back then, and they hid in the Valley of the Medicine King of the Middle Tang Dynasty, and now they ...... Hey, hey!"

Faced with this situation, Wu Ming was not surprised, but a little lost.

In his eyes, Li Donghu was really a chic person like a fairy, laughing and scolding himself, tasting all the ups and downs, and wantonly enjoying himself.

But now, it's all in the past!

"Come out!"

Wu Ming sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Chai Wei's ruddy little face, his heart twitched, he was at the same age, and he didn't know if the love was open, hundreds of millions of miles away from home, his father was looking forward to it, how should he explain to Chai Qing?

In the corner of the room, the shadow suddenly twisted a few times, and a black figure walked out, and it was Chu Chu in a night suit!

"Soul Devouring Pill, used to destroy the soul, extremely vicious, the middle one is hopeless, the soul is damaged, and the wisdom is like a three-year-old child!"

Chu Chu glanced at Wu Ming cautiously and said.

Looking at it from beginning to end, I realized that I really knew Wu Ming's cold side for the first time, which was something that no matter how detailed the file records were, I couldn't understand!

"Who did he come into contact with?"

Wu Ming said lightly.

This is done to warn him, and secondly, he is afraid of retracting his confession, and a person whose soul is damaged is naturally impossible to accuse King Wei of embezzling other people's treasures.

This move is exactly the same as his method of poisoning the one-armed Grand Master!

"The medicine king Gu Sun is different, the medicine king's great-grandson!"

"What a great-great-grandson of the Medicine King, it is really different, the name of the Medicine King I Ten Thousand Families of Buddhas, all the hands of this person are destroyed!"

Chu Chu's delicate body trembled, and the color of horror surged in her beautiful eyes, and she looked at Wu Ming in disbelief.

Such a terrible declaration is tantamount to listing the medical saint who is full of gods, has friends all over the world, and is admired by all races, as an enemy!

Treat others with yourself, Li Twelve Niang uses it like that, can she really hold this Tianjiao with a heart higher than the sky?

At this time, Wu Ming, Mo said that in the eyes of the sage, even in the eyes of the half-saint, it was inferior to the ants, but Chu Chu had a trace of belief that even she was not sure about.

If you say that who knows Wu Ming best in the Tang Dynasty, it is not those high-level people who hold the authority of Shenzhou, nor is it a well-informed red sleeve move, but this girl!

"Do you want to tell Shizun to kill him?"

For a while, Chu Chu also had the same thought as Li Donghu in his heart.

But let's not talk about whether you can kill it, in fact, Li Shiniang has always regarded Wu Ming as a chess piece, and if it is a chess piece, it can be manipulated and abandoned at will, is there a difference between life and death?

Even if he says it, with the pride of Li Twelve Niang, the top half-saint, I am afraid that he will scoff at it.

But apart from the demi-saint's shot, who else in the world can kill Wu Ming?

Even if he is killed, who can afford the consequences that follow?

Unconsciously, weak as Wu Ming, the interests of many powerful people have been involved behind him, and the whole body is affected by one shot, and before the fruit is harvested, whoever wants to move Wu Ming has to weigh and weigh whether he can bear their anger!

Come to think of it, Wu Ming dares to be so unscrupulous, and a large part of it is due to these powerful people, this is to take advantage of the situation!

It is easy to borrow, but it is also like walking a tightrope, if you are not careful, you will be crushed!

"Where's the stuff?"

Wu Ming didn't seem to know how much of an impact his words had on this woman.

"Master said, this poison is extremely vicious, detrimental to yin morality, and must not be used in Chang'an, otherwise she will take your life personally!"

Chu Chu hesitated and pulled out a porcelain vase.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming pulled the corners of his mouth noncommittally, and reached out to take it.

Naturally, there is blood poison in it, and when things are in hand, they are used for it or not, since he has the final say, the threat of the demi-saint is a fart!

Such a highly poisonous thing, the red sleeve move was obtained in just a few days, which shows the great energy!

Of course, among them, Wu Ming has already collected most of the main materials that cost tens of millions of spirit stones, and the Red Sleeve Trick is just looking for someone to refine!

"You have to promise!"

Chu Chu withdrew his hand and said persistently.

I don't know how much I want to complete the task, how much I don't want to see Wu Ming fall deeper and deeper, and how much I can't explain it!

"This child has a hard life, he didn't have a mother in his early years, his father is not around, his master is not in pain, his brother is useless, and now he looks like this, it is inconvenient to follow me, you are all women there, it is not a problem to come and take the child, take her over in a few days!"

Wu Ming didn't care.

"Good!"

Chu Chu's beautiful eyes lit up, he handed over the jade bottle, and said in an accentuated tone, "Uncle Shi is alone, it's strange and lonely, and he just has a companion!"

In this way, it is tantamount to a hostage, according to her understanding of Wu Ming, all the soldiers of the palace are Wu Ming's heart, and with this woman in hand, he is not afraid that Wu Ming will break his word.

Moreover, in the hands of Pei Susu, it is also An Wuming's heart, indicating that the red sleeves will not treat Chai Wei harshly.

"Uncle?"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, played with the jade bottle, and said casually, "But Aunt Su?"

"Huh?"

Chu Chuxing's eyes widened, his small mouth was open to swallow jealousy, and he was stunned for a while before he realized that he had lost his words, and covered up his embarrassment, "No, no, it's just me as an elder!"

"Huh!"

Wu Ming's inexplicable smile made this girl even more embarrassed.

"I'm going back to my life!"

Chu Chu panicked, like a frightened deer jumping away, strangely blending into the shadows, disappearing in an instant, not even revealing the slightest fluctuation and trace.

"Am I so good at bullying?"

Looking at the empty room, Wu Ming rubbed his cheeks and muttered to himself.

In fact, Wu Ming still underestimated the extent to which he was a bully, because early in the morning, someone came to the door.

It is not right to say that it is knocking on the door, because it is two and a half children, a man and a woman, who are at the foot of the mountain of the Pawn Office, they are noisy and shouting, and the chickens and dogs are jumping.

The strange thing is that in the face of young boys and girls, the guards and forbidden soldiers of the Pawn Office seem to have become blind and deaf, turning a blind eye and hearing without hearing, allowing the two children to rush to the top of the mountain noisily.

As for the Tianjiao who got up early and exercised in the morning, when he saw the two of them from a distance, he wanted to come forward to say hello, but when he heard the two of them scolding out of tune, he retracted his steps one by one and showed a meaningful smile.

Obviously, the two small schools that had never been to the Dianke Office seemed to have installed radar, and they came to the top of the mountain accurately and unimpeded, and went straight to the residence of the Great Song Dynasty.

Here at least the innate martial artists, one by one, deaf and clear-sighted, heard two small scolding and resentful words, and also made a turtle with a shrunken head, some looked through the crack in the door or window, and some simply released their divine sense.

Even Dillon Elephant and Yue Xianjun shrank their necks, closed the doors and windows tightly, out of sight and out of mind!

"Wu Ming, you come out to this king and make it clear, my second brother is such a humble gentleman, gentle and elegant, and his literary reputation is far and wide, why do you viciously arrange right and wrong, and ruin his reputation, what is your intention?"

Li Qi, the king of Jin who looked like Xiao Zhengtai, had a tiger face, facing a door and window, and his halberd pointed angrily.

I can see that the cultivation is excellent, and I was stunned that I didn't say half a dirty word wrong!

"Yes, come out and make it clear, otherwise this princess wants you to look good! Don't think that if you are a foreign envoy, you can be unscrupulous and bully the second brother a scholar!"

Li Luo, who is thin and weak, with baby fat on her face, puffs out her cheeks, pouts her pale lips, and has a blush on her face that I don't know if it's angry or what, no matter how you look at it, it's a little abnormal.