At this time, Peng Wuwang had already woken up. It was a very comfortable and serene feeling, as if a farmer who had been working for many years had finally slept all night in the early winter before waking up. Peng Wuwang only felt comfortable up and down, as if soaking in a warm bath. Immediately afterward, he felt a tingling and sour sensation coming from dozens of wounds on his body. It was a sensation all too familiar to him, a sign that the wound was beginning to heal and scar. "This wound is getting better a lot faster than before, yes, it seems that these are also exercised, and the more injuries you have, the faster you get." Peng thought hopelessly happily.

He sat up from the bed, stretched his lower limbs, and moved his waist and abdomen without feeling anything wrong. Then, he secretly exercised his luck, and the true qi ran smoothly and skillfully in the body for thirty-six weeks, at the beginning, the eight veins of the Qi Jing were a little blocked, but after the luck was resolved, less than half a cup of tea had begun to be transparent and smooth, and the true qi ran without any hindrance. Feeling the surging pulses of his familiar and cordial pure qi in his body, a feeling of relief and warmth rose in Peng Wuwang's heart. "It is indeed commendable for people to live in the world, no wonder the world is greedy for life and afraid of death, and this cannot be blamed on them." Peng Wuwang jumped off the bed and stretched, immediately feeling a fierce ringing in his stomach.

"Hey. The most delicate thing on my Peng Wuwang body is this belly, and I am hungry again." Peng Hopeless slapped his stomach self-deprecatingly, "Okay, good brother, let's find something to eat."

Jia Bian Que sat down slowly beside Hong Sixue, skillfully rubbing his neck with his hands to relieve the fatigue caused by the exercise just now. Hong Sixue said sincerely, "Miss Jia, it's really hard for you this time."

"You're welcome!" Jia Bianque said peacefully, "We practice medicine in order to treat diseases and save people, a little hard work, what is it. I just hope it's not in vain this time."

At this time, Zheng Jiechen had already brought a small tea case with a few subordinates, as well as a few white porcelain teapots for tea. He ordered someone to put the tea table on the steps, and then instructed a few subordinates to set up tea sets for Hong Sixue and Jia Bianque.

"Brother Zheng, why be so extravagant, just give a tea bowl." Hong Sixue asked in some surprise.

Zheng Jiechen looked at her deeply and said, "Because you also want to drink, of course I have to do my best. Here is the tea set brought from Qingbin Lou in Jiangdu and Shugang Flying Tea, a specialty of Shugang, the taste is light and transparent, it is the best in tea, Sixue might as well try it."

Hong Sixue smiled bitterly and looked at Jia Bianque.

Jia Bianque's face showed a look of sudden realization, and he looked at Hong Sixue with great meaning, and said, "Red girl, it is better to accept Brother Zheng's wishes. Even if Brother Peng has to wake up, it will be after the fifth watch, and the night will be long, and if there is no tea, it will be difficult to live in peace."

Zheng Jiechen threw a grateful glance at Jia Bian Que.

Hong Sixue looked at Zheng Juechen, sighed slightly, picked up a cup of tea that was still steaming, took a sip, nodded, and said, "It's really good tea."

Zheng Juechen's face was full of joy, and then he looked at Jia Bian Que with a smile in his eyes, Jun's face was slightly red, and he turned his head and asked those subordinates to quickly set up the tea set.

At that moment, a hand reached out from the side, took a teapot, and then a hearty voice came, "I'll taste it too." Everyone was stunned and looked at this man together. The man held the teapot high, and a stream of hazel tea went straight down his throat.

"Good tea! quenching thirst and thirst." The man laughed and said, "I don't know if there's any food or drink, heal my stomach."

The moon shines brightly, slowly shining on this person's face, but who is Peng Wuwang, who is not everyone worrying?

Jia Bianque's eyes flashed with Venus scurrying up and down, and then blackened for a while, and it took a while for the sky full of Venus to slowly retreat, and Peng Hopeless's big face appeared in front of her again. Then, a flash of white flowers appeared in front of her eyes again, and finally she heard herself scream in the most terrible voice of her life.

Hong Sixue stood up suddenly, raised her hand and covered her mouth tightly, because her movements were too fast, the tea case was knocked over by her palm, and those precious tea sets from Qingbin Lou fell to the ground in all directions, shattered, and made a sparse noise.

"Sixue, what's wrong with you?" Peng Wuwang asked strangely.

At this time, he saw Tie Qing's face, and looked at Zheng Juechen who was full of fragments of tea sets. He suddenly had a very strange feeling, this dashing and dignified Zheng Gongzi seemed to be desperately suppressing the urge to punch him in the face.

"Is Miss Jia okay?" Seeing Hong Sixue come out of Jia Bianque's room, Peng Wuwang couldn't wait to ask. He just learned that he had been in a coma for five days and five nights, if it wasn't for Fang Mengjing's invitation to Jia Bianque, who was practicing medicine nearby, he would have already met King Yama, so he was very grateful to Jia Bianque and was very concerned about her safety.

"Big brother, you're too reckless." Although Hong Sixue had a reproachful tone, she had a relaxed and happy smile on her face, because the person she cared about the most had left the ghost gate and returned to herself.

"I'm reckless, this?" Peng Wuwang didn't know what to say.

"You should have called us when you woke up, why did you walk out the door yourself?" Hong Sixue couldn't help but smile and said, "Miss Jia said that you are a monster, and even if ordinary people can wake up after such a serious injury, they will at least survive until after the fifth watch, and they won't be able to get out of bed for seven or eight days after waking up. You're fine, as soon as you wake up, you're like no one, not only walked out, but also grabbed tea from us. After all, the girl is less than twenty, so don't be shocked to see such an outrageous thing."

"How do I know all these twists and turns?" Peng Wuwang smiled bitterly, "After I was injured and unconscious, I was in a daze, and I didn't know anything until I woke up. I thought it was just a faint for a while, but I didn't expect it to be five days and five nights."

He sighed, looked at the closed door of Jia Bianque's room, and whispered, "Sixue, you don't know. Miss Jia's call just now frightened me. That's amazing! and it is not inferior to the roar of my lion."

"Big brother, people are miserable enough, I was so scared by you that I almost fainted, and you still made fun of her." Hong Sixue slapped him reproachfully.

"My bad." Peng Wuwang scratched his head in embarrassment, "You make amends for me. When she woke up, she quickly told me that I was going to thank me personally."

After speaking, he asked with concern, "I just woke up, and many people haven't seen it, how are my senior brother and Brother Zuo?"

Hong Sixue nodded vigorously and said, "Daddy and Big Brother Zuo were knocked unconscious that day, but they woke up the next day, and everything was fine."

Peng Wuwang let out a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I saw the Qingfeng Hall Master roaring away that day, and I already knew that it was okay, but I was still very worried, and now I am relieved to hear what you say."

Hong Sixue smiled slightly and said, "You haven't asked Sister Jing yet."

Peng Wuwang smiled and said, "My senior brother and Brother Zuo fainted that day, so I asked. Miss Fang has been sober as usual, and she thinks that there is no big problem. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to travel hundreds of miles to find that Jia Fairy for me."

Hong Sixue said: "Look at what you said, Sister Jing has been running back and forth non-stop for five days because of your injury, and she suddenly fainted this afternoon, and she has been sleeping until now. You didn't even say a word of greeting."

Peng Wuwang nodded and said, "She should be tired and incomprehensible, just sleep well." She is really pitiful, her parents are dead, and she is struggling to support the Twisted Phoenix Alliance against Qingfeng Hall, and now she is defeated, and she has to run around to heal for me, no wonder she works hard."

"What failed?" Hong Sixue asked puzzled.

"Sixue, isn't it? Now that the masters in the Renyi Hall have been slaughtered by the master of the Qingfeng Hall, the Twisted Phoenix Alliance has existed in name only. Fortunately, my eldest brother and second brother happened to be absent, and none of the seven sons of Wulin had lost, otherwise, hey, this account can be settled." Peng Wuwang said with a sigh.

"Oh, yes!" Hong Sixue suddenly realized, "You don't know yet. On the day when the master of Qingfeng Hall strangled Renyi Hall, the Seven Princes of Martial Arts had already set off for Qingfeng Hall's chief helm Junshan Island. In the five days that you have been unconscious, all the more than 300 members of the Qingfeng Hall except for the Qingfeng Hall Master and a few remnants of the rudder have all been strangled by the White Dao Heroes led by the Seven Princes of the Martial Arts."

"Really?" Peng Wuwang was overjoyed and asked eagerly, "How is my eldest brother and second brother?"

"They're all right!" Hong Sixue said with a smile.

"Great!" Peng Wuwang walked back and forth in the house happily, suddenly remembered, and asked, "By the way, since Miss Fang is going to launch an operation to strangle Qingfeng Hall, why didn't she notify me? She should know about my festival with Qingfengtang."

"This?" Hong Sixue didn't understand it for a while.

"Ahh Peng Wuwang clapped his hands and said, "I understand. She calculated that the Qingfeng Hall Master would definitely come to attack the Renyi Hall, so she specially asked the two of us to assist the Luo Zhuang Master to fight against the Qingfeng Hall Master."

"Wouldn't it?" Hong Sixue lost her voice.

"It's all my fault!" Peng Wuwang blamed himself and said, "If I had returned to Renyi Hall earlier that day and been able to join forces with Lord Luo and you to fight the enemy, Lord Luo and these more than 100 Zhuang Ding would not have died in vain." Thinking of the torn apart and incomplete corpses on the ground in the Renyi Hall, Peng Wuwang felt a heartache.

"Big brother, no, Sister Jing will never make such a decision that will make you fall to death." Hong Sixue said loudly, "She ...... in her heart"

"What kind of self-trapped death, I can still fight with the Qingfeng Hall Master for a few tricks." Peng said hopelessly, "With the addition of Master Luo, it should be no problem. By the way, after Lord Luo Zhuang died in battle, where the mortuary remained, I will go to worship him."

Hong Sixue's expression darkened, and she said, "Lord Luo Zhuang and Lord Qingfeng Hall fought more than 100 bloody moves, and they couldn't stand the agitation of internal force, and the whole person exploded into a rain of blood, and his body was no longer there, and in the morgue, only the evil sword he wore was left."

Peng Wuwang looked up to the sky and sighed, "The Luo family is indeed a hero from generation to generation, and it is worthy of its name. I'll go back as soon as I go." After saying that, he left without looking back.

"Hey, this big brother." Hong Sixue stomped her foot lightly and smiled bitterly.

"Really? Peng Gongzi woke up?" Lian Feng, who was still in the hairpin building, was taken aback when he heard the news brought by Zheng Juechen, who hurried to drink stuffy.

"What childe?" Zheng Juechen poured wine with a sullen face, "It's a monster. Just now, all the doctors, including the world-famous medical fairy, judged that he would not be able to get out of bed until at least eight or nine days later, and who knew that he would run out alive before the fourth watch. Also, hey, I also lost a whole set of tea sets in Qingbin Building. The medical fairy was so frightened that she almost fainted on the spot, but fortunately she was supported by Sixue and went back to the room to rest. After that, he stayed in the Sixue room and muttered endlessly."

"Sure enough, it's a strange man." Lian Feng stroked his palm and smiled.

"Hmph, Si Xue is the only one in his eyes now, and there is no half shadow of me at all. Alas." Zheng Juechen raised his head and drank a cup of the first spring.

"Brother Zheng, we were encouraging each other just now, but now it's not a few hours, why are you so depressed." Lian Feng smiled slightly bitterly.

"I'm not depressed, and I'm not going to give up. I'm just bored in my heart, and I've come here to relax with you." Zheng Jiechen also smiled wryly, "If I can forget Sixue, it's fine. It's a pity that I, Zheng Juchen, am such a stubborn person by nature, and I will never give up to others easily what I love."

"Good!" Lian Feng poured a glass of wine and said, "Brother Zheng, I will salute you with this cup."

At this time, Su Wan, the world's first prostitute fairy, came to Lian and Zheng in a swaying manner, lightly picked up a glass of wine from the table, held it up in front of Lian Feng, smiled slightly, and said, "Lian Gongzi, let Wan'er toast you." As soon as Zheng Juechen and Lian Feng saw her, they both stood up and raised their wine glasses.

Lian Feng smiled, "Why does Wan'er have this Yaxing to drink with my generation today?"

Su Wan smiled slightly, first respectfully saluted Zheng Juechen, and then her face darkened, and said, "Because today is my last day to spend the night in the hairpin building. After today, I will go to Qingzhou."

"Qingzhou?" Lian Feng and Zheng Juechen exclaimed together.

"Fairy Su, are you leaving the hairpin building?" Zheng Juechen said strangely.

"Wan'er, what are you doing in Qingzhou?" Lian Feng also asked.

Su Wan said gloomily: "Because the family has just passed away, according to the etiquette, I will also return home to keep filial piety for three years. Besides, I don't want to stay in this fireworks willow alley any longer, I want to go into hiding."

"Amazing!" Lian Feng exclaimed, "Don't you often resent your money-hungry father? Moreover, you also think that there is a hole in this famous courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is the only place where women in the world can enjoy life with a free body, what kind of person will change you in one day?" Zheng Juechen on the side also showed a curious look.

"Although the family man was at fault back then. But having been compensated by death, what can I complain about him?" There was a hint of bitterness in Su Wan's eyes, "And I met one of his nephews, and I was broken through the maze by his war drums, and realized where the truly beautiful music in the world should come from, so I decided to go to Pengmen, Qingzhou, to see what kind of scene it is like to give birth to this amazing drummer."

"Qingzhou Pengmen?" As soon as Zheng Juechen heard these four words, his brows immediately wrinkled together.

"Destroying the Drums of War?" Lian Feng only became interested in these three words, "I don't know what kind of drum music makes the world-famous qin fairy so moved."

Su Wan's face showed a look of touching remembrance: "This drum music is shocking and crying the sun and the moon, the wind and clouds change color, the mountains and rivers are moved, just and agitated, concise and shocking, such as anger like a complaint, as fierce as the fire of the prairie fire, as fierce as ten thousand horses urging together, as shocking as the sky and thunder striking the earth. The sound of the drums is like a song, pointing directly to the hearts of people, which made a group of drunken and extravagant people on the hairpin tower lose their souls, and also made me realize the true meaning of music."

"Miss Sue!" Zheng Jiechen couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, and interjected, "The Qingzhou Pengmen you said shouldn't be the Pengmen Dart Bureau, right?"

Su Wan glanced at Zheng Juechen and said, "Gongzi Zheng, Wan'er has now returned to her original surname, please call me Situ Wan'er." My father's name is Situ Boren. I think it should be someone from the Pengmen Dart Bureau. But that Peng Gongzi didn't say much, and I need to find out further."

"Young Master Peng?" Lian Feng and Zheng Juechen exclaimed in unison. Then they looked at each other and thought, "It can't be that coincidental, right?"