Chapter eighty-five, obediently be a son

Huang Fuqing was so frightened that his soul flew away.

Although she is in the realm of true qi, but the other party is also in the realm of true qi, this knife, she will never be able to resist, she will definitely be split in half!

Her heart was gloomy.

Unexpectedly, not only Zhang Mingjun is powerful, but even his brother is not ordinary.

The three swords just now, he didn't let her at all, but deliberately led her to chase after them, which was prepared for this sword.

This bastard turned out to be so despicable!

However, she understood all this too late.

In her desperation, Zhang Minghai's knife had fallen on her body.

only heard a bang, and Huang Fuqing's body flew out in response.

A huge pain spread from her waist to her mind.

She is not angry, but happy.

Because she found that Zhang Minghai turned into a knife face at the moment when the blade slashed at her body.

There is a big difference between the two, one can split her in half, and the other can just shoot her flying.

Surprised, she steadied herself, endured the pain, and made a comeback with a sword.

But as soon as she rushed in front of Zhang Minghai, Zhang Minghai waved his knife and said coldly: "Stand down, you are not my opponent!" ”

Huang Fuqing's body trembled, and he was furious.

But there was nothing she could do, she had no way to be cheeky and not admit what had just happened.

After all, Zhang Minghai has already shown mercy.

Just when she was riding a tiger, Zhang Minghai turned his blade and looked at the Blue Wolf Hall Master.

A hint of interest flashed in the eyes of the Blue Wolf Hall Master.

"The Reverse Pulse Knife Technique is really extraordinary, do you think you can challenge me with this?"

Zhang Minghai took away his edge, and said in a soothing tone: "The younger generation doesn't dare." Just now, the juniors didn't ask for the lives of your female disciples, so I wanted to ask the seniors to repay the favor and let my brother go, if they want to kill or chop, Zhang Minghai is willing to bear it alone! ”

The Blue Wolf Hall Master smiled slightly.

"Did I say I'm going to kill or chop? From beginning to end, your brother did it first, right? Why is it still on my head? ”

Zhang Minghai was slightly stunned.

Even Zhang Mingjun was stunned, it seemed like this.

Zhang Minghai said in disbelief: "So, the seniors are willing to let us go?" ”

"Please!"

Zhang Mingjun hurriedly said, "Senior, please return Han Zhen's child to us?" ”

The Blue Wolf Hall Master's expression turned cold.

"What about my son?"

Zhang Mingjun vaguely knew what this person meant at this time, and it seemed that he wanted to rely on them!

However, fortunately, he protected the little bastard's heart just now, otherwise, he really couldn't tell.

Zhang Mingjun smiled slightly.

"Senpai, isn't that your son?"

The Blue Wolf Hall Master swept the son on the ground and sneered.

"Isn't it too much for you to find a dead fool to pretend to be my son?"

Zhang Mingjun said unhurriedly: "Are you dead?" I don't think so! A fool can't talk about what he used to be, and now I'll let him be! When the time comes, the seniors don't want to regret it! ”

Zhang Mingjun was about to go over and cure this little bastard.

The Blue Wolf Hall Master moved lightly, blocking in front of him, and said coldly, "I said, he is not my son!" ”

Zhang Mingjun did not back down.

"If it's your son, I'll be cured, so I'll know."

"What if it can't be cured? Or what if you have no land to prove that he is my son? ”

Zhang Mingjun said proudly: "In this world, there is no disease that I can't cure!" ”

A smile flashed in the eyes of the Blue Wolf Hall Master.

"I'm not afraid of 10,000, just in case, what if it can't be cured? Can you be my son? ”

Zhang Mingjun felt a chill in his heart and laughed dryly.

"Forget it! I still want to live a few more days. ”

"If you're afraid, don't treat it! Don't even think about taking Han Zhen back. Everyone, please do it! ”

As soon as his voice fell, the doormen behind him shouted in unison, "Please!" ”

Dozens of true qi powerhouses shouted in unison, and the momentum was shocking, and people suddenly couldn't afford to resist at all.

Mu Jinmian, who didn't know kung fu, was even more unbearable, and was shocked by this wave of qi, his face flushed, and he actually had a nosebleed.

Zhang Mingjun knew that this person was going to force him.

Thinking of his medical skills, Zhang Mingjun snorted coldly.

"Let me be your son, I'm afraid you don't have that blessing! Today I'm going to show you the real healing skills! ”

The Blue Wolf Hall Master no longer stopped and smiled slightly.

"Wait and see, my future son, please!"

Zhang Mingjun was too lazy to have a verbal dispute with him, walked in front of the little bastard, stretched out his hand to try, and saw that the breath he was hanging from was not dissipated, and his heart was a little relieved.

A wipe on the chest, a silver needle in the hand.

Under the Qi Imperial Needle, he sealed the acupuncture points around his neck and said to the Blue Wolf Hall Master, "I need several medicinal herbs. ”

"Yes!"

After Zhang Mingjun wrote it, it didn't take long for him to send it, including a century-old wild ginseng that restored qi and blood.

Usually, he uses the cheapest, even the most inconspicuous roadside grass.

This time, for the sake of insurance and to test the strength of the blue wolf, all precious and rare medicinal materials were used.

To his surprise, the blue wolf was not embarrassed at all, and quickly sent all the medicinal materials he needed.

Zhang Mingjun saw that he couldn't take the opportunity to embarrass the blue wolf, so he gave up this idea and devoted himself to the process of treating the little muddy.

Under the nourishment of his true qi, the sparse flesh and bones in the neck of the little muddy egg began to heal little by little.

However, the Blue Wolf Hall Master was so ruthless that he turned it into a puddle of mud.

In addition, Zhang Mingjun experienced a big battle just now, and his true anger quickly bottomed out.

The sequelae of Yin and Yang Hui Yuan Gong began to move again.

Zhang Mingjun said with sweat on his forehead: "I need a room, and I also need an assistant." ”

The Blue Wolf Hall Master smiled slightly, as happy as if he had a son, and agreed again.

"Yes, Qing'er, you can be Zhang Mingjun's assistant!"

Without waiting for Huang Fuqing to agree, Sister Li hurriedly said, "No need, I can be Mingjun's assistant." ”

A trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the Blue Wolf Hall Master.

"Oh well! Follow me! ”

The Blue Wolf Hall Master left with a few people and prepared a room for Zhang Mingjun alone.

Waiting for others to leave, Zhang Mingjun stuffed the little bastard under the bed and hugged Sister Li into his arms.

"Sister Li, help me recover my true qi."

Sister Li's eyes were as charming as silk, and she snorted and responded.

In an instant, the house was full of spring.

Two hours later, Zhang Mingjun came back to life full of blood, his fighting spirit was high, and after putting on his clothes, he pulled the little muddy egg out from under the bed, and then treated him.

What made Zhang Mingjun a little depressed was that the blue wolf was too ruthless, and in addition, the neck structure was complex, and the bone and flesh needed to be perfectly combined in order for the neck to be flexible and powerful.

The neck has not been cured, and the true qi has been drained again.

Zhang Mingjun said with some embarrassment: "Sister Li, I still want it." ”

Although Sister Li's body is relatively strong, she can't stand Zhang Mingjun doing this three times, and said with some embarrassment: "Or, I'll let Sister Jinmian come over?" I'm a little overwhelmed by myself. ”

Zhang Mingjun's heart blossomed, but he said with some embarrassment on his face: "Isn't this not good?" ”

Sister Li gave him a blank look.

"It's not good, or you can solve it yourself!"

Zhang Mingjun was in a hurry.

"Don't! I'm just afraid of wronging you. ”

"I'm kidding you, look at your discoloration!"

After a while, Mu Jinmian was treated as an assistant and invited over.

When she listened to Zhang Mingjun's request, she didn't react for a long time.

"That's what it means to be an assistant!"

"What? You don't want to? ”

Mu Jinmian's fatigue during the day has not yet recovered, and she is a little unbearable, but for the sake of the child, she has to fight her spirits.

With the help of Mu Jinmian, Zhang Mingjun finally cured the little muddy's injury.

At the same time, he was given the antidote to the poison of the declining gods.

It's just that what shocked Zhang Mingjun was that the little muddy egg didn't recover, his eyes were dull, and the whole person was like a piece of wood, and he didn't react to Zhang Mingjun and the others.

Even if you prick him with a needle, there is no response.

It's like a plastic doll, lifeless.

Mu Jinmian asked anxiously, "Junjun, what's wrong with him?" ”

Zhang Mingjun frowned.

"You guys go out first, let me think."

At this moment, at the door, the voice of the Blue Wolf Hall Master was heard.

"Don't think about it, you can't cure him, come over obediently and be my son!"