Yong'an Hou is a person with narrow energy, a honey-mouthed sword, insidious and vicious, and the most grudgeful.

Pingxi Hou did not deal with him, and made him ugly in front of the Son of Heaven. On the surface, he was friendly with Xihou, but in fact he held a grudge. Later, Yong'an Hou designed to frame Pingxi Hou, causing Pingxi Hou to completely lose his sacred heart and be removed from his official position.

Pingxi Hou was depressed and fell seriously ill. The Pingxi Hou Mansion also fell.

At that time, he had been disfigured, and the position of prince of Pingguo was taken away by his cousin. Knowing this, there is nothing to be done.

Now, it's still too late.

He wanted to remind his uncle Pingxihou that he must be careful to guard against Yong'an Hou.

Yong'an Hou really gave up his sword and admitted defeat. He Qi was far away, and he couldn't hear what Yong'an Hou said. However, after a few words, I saw Pingxihou laughing and patted Yong'anhou's shoulder with a smug face.

Then, the two people who had fought in the dark before went to face the saint in a friendly manner.

This Yong'an Hou!

A hint of coldness flashed in He Qi's eyes.

The snare drum beats three more times!

The next contest has begun!

Tired and want to rest? Hungry and want to eat? Thirsty and want to drink water?

None of them exist.

The election of the imperial guards is not only a contest of force, but also of physical strength and endurance.

At noon, Emperor Xuanhe and the princes on the high platform left first. The generals also dispersed, looking for a place to fill their stomachs and then come to watch the battle.

Two hours later, there were only thirty teenagers left in the martial arts arena.

For most of the day, the boys were tired, hungry and thirsty.

There are only two people who can still stand up straight.

One is Pei Zhang, and the other is He Qi.

……

Pei Zhang won every game, and won more than 50 games. He Qi also won every game, and every game ended in a very short time. In this way, after a competition, there is a short break to recover your strength.

Therefore, among the sweaty young men, He Qi's complexion barely changed, and his breath was so calm that he gritted his teeth.

Pei Zhang looked at He Qi, and a lot of gloom passed through his heart.

He tried his best, and he didn't have time to pay attention to He Qi. But he clearly knew that He Qi was his biggest rival.

For most of the competition, he consumed most of his physical endurance. Although it can still hold on, it is more than a step worse than He Qi's calmness and composure.

There is only one leader, is it him or He Qi?

He Qi did not shy away from it, and looked straight at Pei Zhang.

Pei Zhang exhaled deeply and clenched the long sword in his hand hard.

Knock knock!

The snare drum beats again!

The next competition begins!

There were thirty teenagers on the field, divided into fifteen groups. can last until now, and can be called a young master. The strength is evenly matched, and the competition is also particularly exciting.

The generals sitting on the high platform watched the battle with great interest and commented from time to time.

"He Jia Saburo's knife technique is really unmatched! The boy who fought against him had lost his fighting spirit, and he would be defeated in ten moves! ”

"I have heard that the son of the Pei family is both civil and military, and he really deserves his reputation. Won more than 50 games in a row, and none of them lost! What a hero out of a teenager! ”

"Huh? Who is the boy who was beaten so hard that he couldn't get up? After losing so many games, it was hopeless to be selected, so I didn't quit the competition and persevered until now. It's a commendable spirit! ”

Isn't it?

Look at that handsome face, it was beaten to the point that it didn't look good, what a miserable word! The generals who were like ice were also a little soft-hearted and sighed.

Ping Xihou twitched the corners of his mouth and silently looked away.

This stinky boy, who has lost so many games, has long been hopeless to be selected. What are you doing stupidly! Is it fun to get beaten?

Emperor Xuanhe also noticed the boy who had been beaten and admitted defeat but insisted on not quitting the competition.

"Who is that boy in blue?" Emperor Xuanhe asked.

Pingxi Hou stood up against everyone's gaze and got up hard: "Back to the emperor, this is the second son of Qijue, who will not succeed." ”

Emperor Xuanhe smiled casually: "The tiger father has no dogs!" This is true! ”

Pingxihou: "......"

Yong'an Hou, who was holding back his sulk, had a red and white face on his heart, and his mood suddenly became much happier.

He can't beat that reckless man of Pingxihou.

However, compared to his son, Pingxi Hou Ke is far behind.

……

Another half hour passed.

Ten more exited from the field, and only twenty teenagers remained.

Zhu Qijue was dizzy and weak, and he barely stood with extraordinary perseverance. The opponent standing opposite him was none other than He Qi.

He Qi was also a little unbearable, and opened his mouth to say, "Cousin, you quit the competition!" ”

Zhu Qijue tried his best to straighten his chest: "No, I want to hold out to the end......"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes were dark, his legs were weak, and he fainted.

He Qixuan quickly stretched out his hand to support Zhu Qijue.

The guard in charge of scoring hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhu Qijue aside. Ye Lingyun and Zheng Qinghan rested for most of the day, and they had already regained their strength and hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhu Qijue.

"You kid, have you broken your brain!" Zheng Qinghuai muttered: "I have lost more than 40 games in more than 50 games, and I have survived until now, I am just beaten more." ”

"Not really!" Ye Lingyun was also a little helpless: "He San said those words before, it was clear that he was deliberately scaring and scaring us. This stupid Zhu Er actually took it seriously. ”

Can you still make a pleasant fuss!

Zhu Qijue fainted for half an hour.

When I woke up, it was the last competition.

By this time it was dusk.

The teenagers who have been trying all day have never eaten, drunk or rested, and have persevered until now with their tenacity. The last game was played, and everyone looked at their last opponent, and their eyes burst into light.

In the last game, He Qi played against Pei Zhang.

"You and I are all sixty-five wins." Pei Zhang looked at He Qi steadily, and said slowly: "In the sixty-sixth game, whoever wins is the leader!" ”

He Qi raised his eyebrows: "You can admit defeat now!" ”

Pei Zhang sneered, raised the long sword in his hand, and pointed directly at He Qi.

He Qi clenched the long knife in his hand, and coldness flashed in his eyes.

……

On this day, Cheng Jinrong has been a little uneasy.

However, at the end of the day, patients came and went in the pharmacy, and she was busy seeing and prescribing prescriptions, which was no different from normal days.

In the evening, the patients who received the number plate were all seen and treated. I was about to return home with my cousins, but another patient came.

A man in his 40s who had come to the pharmacy for a consultation dragged an elderly woman with abdominal pain on a flatbed truck.

The old woman was over sixty years old, with gray hair and a withered face. The pain in her abdomen was terrible, and the old woman screamed in pain.

The man was heart-wrenching when he heard this, stepped forward and knelt down, knocking his head three times: "Miss Cheng, it's okay, save my mother." ”

Cheng Jinrong didn't think about it, and immediately said: "Steward Du, call the guy to carry the patient into the back hall, light more than ten candles, and boil hot water for later use." ”