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I didn't think about hiding my strength, the situation in front of him was more critical, and the young man burst out with all his strength as soon as he came up, only to see wisps of golden transparent brilliance slowly flowing out of the young man's hands, covering the spear's body like flowing water, condensing into a layer of overflowing qi.

As soon as his eyes were over, Dusk's arms were hooked forward and backward, the spear was tumbling up and down, the stars were twinkling, and the screams were heard, and one after another small minions were easily swept away by the young man. If it weren't for the fact that there was no killing intent at dusk at this time, I'm afraid that corpses would have been strewn all over the place a long time ago.

I didn't expect this young man to be so difficult, and he actually stepped into the Chenggang realm, no wonder the little prince specially explained that he came over to take down this kid, if he just relied on this group of little minions, it was really not enough to deliver food!

Watching the young man wander unscrupulously in the crowd, Hou Tonghai screamed.

"Stinky boy, die..." Seeing that even the four ghosts of the Yellow River were not the generals of the three or five young people, and they could hear the wailing, Hou Tonghai finally couldn't help it, and shouted, after a flash of silver light, Hou Tonghai took his three-strand steel fork majestically and pounced.

Taking advantage of the situation to stagger his position, the young man's spear flew, resisting Hou Tonghai's fierce offensive at the same time, slowly escorting Mu Nianci and the two to the window position, seeing that the situation was similar, the corners of his mouth were raised, and the spear was turned over at dusk, and a move "Red Dragon Shaking Scales" followed by "Strange Python Turning Over", the gun was sprinkled, and after forcing Hou Tonghai to retreat, the young man collected the gun to defend, his right hand became a palm, and the palm wind just splashed down, and a palm slammed on the window.

"Boom..." There was only a muffled sound, and the entire window was shattered in the power of the young man's palm, shooting out in all directions.

"Let's go..." shouted in a low voice, seeing that Mu Nianci was still stunned in place with a worried face, unwilling to go first, and didn't care too much at dusk, gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to copy Mu Nianci's slender waist, and shook his arm hard, he had already thrown Mu Nianci downstairs, and when she landed and stood firmly, she drew a scoop according to the gourd at dusk, and threw Uncle Mu out with a fluttering expression.

Seeing the young man on the windowsill pretending to raise his eyebrows relaxedly, giving himself a reassuring look, Mu Nianci's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes were slightly red, but looking at the father-in-law who was still uncertain next to him, the girl stomped her little foot slightly angrily, bit her lower lip with her teeth, and forgot to glance at the back that she had protected back then, and helped Mu Yi to withdraw first.

"That's right..." With a smile on the corner of his mouth, seeing the two of them leaving, the dusk gun with a sigh of relief in his heart stood in front of the window, retracted his gaze, and put it on the angry three-headed Jiao, raised his eyebrows, waved his arm, and the spear was already provocatively pointed at Hou Tonghai!

Now, the show has just begun!

Ignoring the young man blocking in front of the window, Hou Tonghai thought about the little prince's explanation, and was anxious, and kicked the four ghosts of the Yellow River who were lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, and scolded: "Bastard, don't hurry up and chase Lao Tzu..."

"If you want to chase, have you asked me?" The spear shook and stopped Hou Tonghai, who wanted to grab the door, and the young man said with a smile.

"Look for death!" Ruthless in his heart, if this stinky boy lets himself miss the big drama in the palace, he has to pick the skin of this kid, Hou Tonghai was furious in his heart, and saw that the young man refused to give way, and only screamed angrily.

The spear danced, the steel fork moved, two rays of light flashed, and the two were entangled together.

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In the northern part of the capital, in a remote alleyway.

Two overlapping figures hurriedly swept across the street where there were few pedestrians.

Finally found a dilapidated inn, and without caring too much, Guo Jing broke into one of them and gently put Wang Jiyi, who was seriously injured and dying, on the bed.

Who would have thought that a few hours ago, the high-spirited Yuyang Ziwang Chuyi would step into the palace with a few disciples and Guo Jing with great momentum. But now, not only are there only two people who have come out, but even Yuyangzi, who is second only to Changchun Ziqiu in martial arts among the seven sons of the Quanzhen Sect, has also been half-crippled to the extent that he has no backhand power.

As soon as he put Wang Chuyi down, Guo Jing, who was anxious, saw Mu Yi and Mu Nianci, who had returned to normal, rushed over when they heard the voice, and when they saw Wang Chuyi, who was seriously injured and dying, both of them were taken aback.

"What's going on..."

"Why are you here..."

Almost indiscriminate voices spit out from Mu Yi and Guo Jing's mouths, the two of them were stunned, Mu Yi said: "It's a long story, it's better to save people first!" ”

"Yes, yes!" Hearing this, Guo Jing, who was in a hurry, seemed to have found the backbone of the heart, and according to Wang Chuyi's words, he hurriedly prepared a jar of water to heal his injuries and remove poison.

In the shocked eyes of several people, a jar of clear water contained the seriously injured Wang Chuyi, and quickly turned black, and then Guo Jing immediately changed a jar of new water under Wang Chuyi's instructions.

After four jars of clear water in a row, Wang Chuyi finally recovered his anger, and a wisp of blood appeared on his face.

Under Guo Jing's support to the bed, Wang sat down cross-legged, panting weakly.

Looking at Wang Chuyi, who was weak, thinking of what happened in the palace just now, Guo Jing's eyes turned red, and tears were about to fall.

"Silly boy, don't cry!" With a wry smile, Wang Chuyi reached out and patted Guo Jing's head, comforting him.

"It's all my fault..." Wiping his face with his sleeve, Guo Jing gritted his teeth and said: "If it weren't for me, Wang Zhenren would not have been so seriously injured, and several senior brothers would not have died in the palace, all because of me!" ”

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you, aren't I not dead, as for my apprentices, don't be too sad, they are not dead..." Looking at this painful and remorseful young man, Wang Chuyi's love in his heart was even heavier, seeing that this stupid boy was still sad for himself, and didn't hear his own comfort, Wang Chu made a good face and deliberately said: "Jing'er, if you continue like this, Lao Dao will really die!" ”

"Ahh

Sure enough, a sentence immediately made Guo Jing stop the pain in his heart, looked at Wang Chuyi with a panicked face, and said eagerly: "Wang Daochang, aren't you okay!" ”

Shaking his head, Wang Chuyi and Guo Jing explained that although their lives were fine, the gambling qi that penetrated deep into the internal organs could only be completely eradicated with the assistance of medicine.

After a few words, the silly boy finally forgot his sadness for a while and began to care about these herbs.

As soon as Wang Chuyi wrote down the prescription, Guo Jing hurriedly rushed out with the prescription, and only the half-crippled Wang Chuyi and Mu Nianci's father and daughter were left in the room.

"Wang Dao Chang will rest first, and the old man and Nian Ci will take care of it outside!" After talking with Wang Chuyi for a while, and telling about what happened to his father and daughter today, seeing that he looked weak, Mu Yi didn't stay long, and as soon as he confessed to Wang, he withdrew.

"Squeak..." Closing the door, turning his head and seeing Mu Nianci looking absent-minded, Mu Yi knew in his heart, although he was worried, he could only comfort and said: "Don't worry, that kid will be fine!" ”

didn't speak, Mu Nianci's watery eyes were still full of worry, and a pair of soft lids kept fiddling with the hem of his clothes, stirring it into a wrinkle.

"Hey..." Seeing that the comfort had no effect, Mu Yi also understood that this young man was in danger in order to save his father and daughter, so Nian Ci was not worried at all, it was definitely impossible.

Thinking of this, Mu Yi could only sigh lightly, and arranged for Mu Nianci to say a few words, let him guard the head of the king's office, and he came to the courtyard to find a stone bench to sit down, his face was dim and dark, happy and sad, and he was thinking about it, as if he was recalling something.

Not long after Guo Jing left, the courtyard suddenly heard a gust of wind, only to see that in the snow, a cyan figure had already fallen into the field...