Long San's words were immediately answered.

Zhu Luyi looked at Bai Ling'er, who was obviously a layman, and didn't feel the pain of the wound, but was hurt by Bai Ling'er: "Bai girl, I'll go to the medicine store!" ”

"Uh, okay!" Bai Ling'er was a little embarrassed, looking at the medicine powder in her hand, just now she obviously applied this medicine to Miss Zhu's wound, why did it stick to her hand?

Feng Wanwan's hands were finally empty, and she helped the women who could still walk to the medicine house.

After another hour, the wounded were arranged in the front yard of the medicine house, and when the man in black attacked, he directly attacked the small courtyard in the back, so there was no loss in the front yard except for half of the courtyard wall collapsed.

The sound of wailing, crying, and hating and scolding of the gangsters filled the entire front yard, and the medical staff in green robes, including the arrested emperor's son, were even more busy.

Feng Wanwan turned his head and saw an old man with a somewhat familiar face in the crowd, and poked Long San: "Why is the old gentleman so familiar?" ”

Long San smiled: "What, you also feel familiar, and so do I, why don't you go up and ask?" ”

"Seriously." Feng Wanwan straightened his face and kicked him again, feeling that if this person didn't fight for a long time, he would go to the house to uncover the tiles, and he really felt worried for his father and mother, and he was so uneasy.

"Haha......" Long San raised his head and laughed, halfway through the laughter, looking at the strange eyes cast at him beside him, he intuitively covered his mouth, he was afraid of being beaten by the group.

After another moment, Long San suppressed his smile and said solemnly: "Do you remember 'Ningcheng', the old gentleman who made beef noodles." ”

Beef noodles?

Feng Wanwan remembered, she had eaten beef noodles once after coming to this world, and she still ate them with the person in front of her, for the old man who made beef noodles, Feng Wanwan's deepest impression was the greasy rag in his hand that wiped the table, but if you look closely, it really looks like it, her skin is slightly dark, her face is full of furrows, her temples are white, and now she is wearing a cyan robe, with a belt of the same color around her waist, and her hair is also meticulously combed.

"What is he doing here?" Closed the night and asked.

"He, is the junior brother of the previous Tsing Yi Valley Lord, and the current Tsing Yi Valley Lord?" After Long San finished speaking, he looked at Feng Wanwan's face, waiting for her to change her face.

Sure enough, Feng Wanwan's face was full of surprise?

What the?

The current valley owner of Tsing Yi Valley?

A beef noodle cook?

I still can't underestimate every ordinary person passing by, not even the one who sells beef noodles, maybe they are a final boss hidden in the people!

Last time in Ningcheng Town, Long San received news that the valley owner of Tsing Yi Valley had a junior brother who sold beef noodles in Ningcheng Town, and Long San was sitting in the opposite restaurant that morning and was studying why a medical student changed careers to sell beef noodles, and it seemed that the business was doing well.

I happened to see the greedy Feng Wanwan running to the beef noodle stall, and I thought it was funny, so I wanted to tease her.

As for the current valley lord of Tsing Yi in front of him, of course, he also invited him back, so he scavenged a lot of rare and exotic herbs in the palace pharmacy for him, and the current valley lord agreed to develop an antidote for the emperor.

Now it's okay, the emperor's antidote has been studied according to the current valley master, and his imperial uncle's illness will definitely be cured when he is sent back.

"Wanwan, why are you standing here?" After Bai Ling'er helped Zhu Luyi to the consultation room inside and handed it over to the female doctor, she ran out and saw Feng Wanwan and Long San standing in the courtyard chatting.

"Hmm!" Feng Wanwan nodded, not wanting to say too much: "How is it inside?" ”

When she mentioned it inside, Bai Ling'er's face darkened, she didn't feel it just outside just now, and now the people lying in the various consultation rooms were all people who were fine a few hours ago, and in the blink of an eye, some people might not be able to stand up or hold a sword for the rest of their lives.

"It's okay inside." Bai Ling'er also nodded, and for the first time lost interest in speaking.

It's okay inside, at least they still have a breath, think about the people who are still lying in Dongyue Lake, they can't get up in this life, her brother and Yan Lie are still cleaning up the mess in Dongyue Lake, including the corpse left by the man in green.

Feng Wanwan walked to Bai Ling'er and patted her shoulder, this incident is estimated to have scared the little girl, the little fat man has been sent by his father to the inn first.

"Late, late." Bai Ling'er turned around and hugged Feng Wanwan again, buried her head on her shoulder, and Long San, who was looking at the side, turned around and left directly, out of sight, I had never seen such a thick-faced woman, and she hugged people at every turn.

In the afternoon, the master of the Zhan Alliance once again gathered everyone in the main hall of Tsing Yi Valley, and talked about the loss this time, this time there were more than 200 martial arts people, more than 40 dead, and more than 80 serious injuries and minor injuries combined, but more than half of them were killed or injured.

"This time it's an old mistake, I'm sorry for my fellow martial artists, after this incident, I am willing to step down from the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, and go to the mansion of these compatriots who were killed one by one to apologize." Zhan Pengfei said and bent down deeply.

"The alliance leader doesn't have to be like this, it's not your fault this time, it's the fault of those bad people, this time my martial arts compatriots suffered this catastrophe, I am willing to ask the alliance leader to help us avenge our hatred, blood debt and blood repayment!" A middle-aged man knelt down as he spoke.

Then most of the people knelt down and said in unison: "I implore the alliance leader to help us avenge our hatred and repay the blood debt." ”

The sound resounded throughout the hall, shocking Feng Wanwan's ears hurt, looking at the people in the rivers and lakes who were kneeling on the ground, Feng Wanwan was a little shocked, she didn't expect that in her opinion, these people in the rivers and lakes with unique personalities actually had such a united side.

"Everyone, please get up, don't worry, I will definitely let the villains repay their lives and pay for their blood debts, otherwise it will be difficult to comfort the souls of those heroic souls in the sky, they are old and incompetent, I'm sorry for them! Now they can't return to their hometowns. Zhan Pengfei said and shed a handful of heroic tears.

The people who died in Dongyue Lake, because the weather was hot, the bodies were difficult to preserve, and some of them returned home without companions, and they were scheduled to be buried collectively in three days.

"Take care, dare to ask if these villains by the lake today are related to the destruction of the original valley lord of Tsing Yi Valley and the Huangfu family." Another middle-aged man asked.

As soon as these words came out, there were still some whispering voices in the main hall, and they all stopped, and they were ready to listen to the next answer from the leader of the exhibition alliance with a calm breath.

They are here this time for the matter of the original valley lord of Tsing Yi Valley and the Huangfu family, and this martial arts conference is also held for these two things, and now when they encounter this matter, they must know the ins and outs of the incident.

"Okay, okay, then I'll tell you what I know!" Zhan Pengfei said and sat down with the armrest of the chair behind him, and slowly recounted everything he had found.

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