Xiao 8 not only bought medical cheats for Qin Gong, but also martial arts cheats.

Qin Gong already has a talent for martial arts, so he has been trained as a killer since he was a child, and he is familiar with the cultivation method of internal strength, so he can get started quickly, and he can teach Gu Shu while learning.

It's night.

Qin Yi came directly to Gu Shu's bedside: "Shu'er." ”

Gu Shu was startled, his sleepiness had not completely faded, and he was a little dazed: "Master? ”

"You have entered the threshold of internal strength, and then you just need to cultivate according to this secret book," Qin Gong put the copy of the secret book that Xiao 8 got for her on her bed, "Sleep." ”

Gu Shu picked up the cheats, watched blankly as she suddenly appeared and disappeared, and slowly fell asleep again.

Qin Yi left the Northern Ling Army directly.

She didn't go to the small town of Beilingguan, but directly found a cave in the snowy mountains, practiced her internal skills in the morning, practiced the piano in the afternoon, and practiced the medical exercises given by Xiao 8 in the evening.

Day after day.

Xiao 8: "I didn't lie to you, you won't go crazy if you practice two internal skills." ”

Qin Gong had just finished his work, lying on the tiger skin covered with a wolf skin, and let out a soft "um".

When she first got the exercises given by Xiao 8, she did have doubts, she practiced the negative internal exercises, and if she practiced other exercises, she might have the worry of going mad.

It swears that the mental method in this secret book belongs to no attributes, and it will not conflict with any internal strength mental method with attributes.

As it turns out, it does.

Qin Gong stayed in the mountains for more than a month.

"Servant, stop practicing, it's time for the mission!"

“……”

Beiling Pass, Beiling Military Camp.

The new prison and the two henchmen he had brought with him from Kyoto had not yet slept.

"My lord, General Yan and they don't seem to be satisfied with your arrival, and they haven't let you go to ...... after several war discussions."

The prison army slapped his palm on the table: "Hmph, this prison army is personally pointed out by His Majesty, I have just come here to put up with him and let him do it for the first time, if he does this again, don't blame me for reporting truthfully and removing him from the position of general!" ”

"This ...... General Yan is the younger brother of Princess Xian, and he is stationed in Beiling Pass all the year round to guard my country's territory, so I am afraid that it will not be good to pull off the horse. ”

"He Yangui has become more and more slack in the past few years, let's just say that in the last battle, although he won, but it was also a tragic victory, most of the casualties of the Beiling army, he asked His Majesty to subsidize the dead soldiers in the war, and he asked for food and people, His Majesty has long been dissatisfied," the prison army snorted coldly, "If he loses another battle, I don't think his position as the general of Beiling can be kept!" ”

The two henchmen didn't dare to say more, and echoed him.

The unclosed window was blown open by the wind, and the three of them cowered in unison, and the prison guard gathered his thick clothes: "This hell place, it's so cold, when I want to come here, I have to guard against it like something." ”

"Big, my lord......" As soon as the henchman wanted to close the window, he saw the woman in a red cloak outside the window, and the delicate and small piano was held in her arms, he could clearly see the picture of her slender jade fingers on the strings, and for some reason his heart was cold, "Outside, outside......"

"What's out there?" The prison guard fell impatiently, "Hurry up and close the window, can there be ghosts?" ”

"Zheng."

A short syllable sounded, and an invisible internal force swept through her henchman from her popped fingertips and crashed directly into the prison guard's body.

One syllable after another was coherent into a song, and with it came one after another cold energy invaded his body and wreaked havoc.

"Someone—" The henchman screamed in terror.

The overseer fell to the ground and died.

The sound of the piano outside stopped, and the henchmen looked out the window in horror, the woman was gone, and a sigh of relief followed by panic.

"Lord Overseer...... He's dead? ”

The henchman had the courage to squat down to visit the prison army's snort, and then sat down on the ground: "Dead ......"

How can we explain that the Overseer is dead while the two of them are there, and they are unscathed?

The belated Beiling Army was very shocked, held up two henchmen to inquire about the situation, and sent someone to inform Yan Gui.

"General, the overseer is dead." In high spirits.

Yan Gui scolded with a smile: "Convergence." ”

The young general stood up straight, and suddenly looked sad: "General, the overseer, he ...... He's dead. ”

The corners of Yan Gui's mouth twitched: "I seem to have heard the sound of the piano just now, Doctor Qin is back?" ”

The young general whispered: "It's the person killed by Doctor Qin." ”

Yan Gui kicked him: "Who killed the person?" ”

"Back to the general, my subordinates don't know, the two henchmen of the overseer have been by his side, maybe they will know," the young general said solemnly, "Does the general want to move?" ”

Yan Gui kicked him again: "Nondescript, follow me." ”

"Yes!"

……

When Yan Gui walked into the prison room, the two henchmen had been forced to collapse by the Northern Ling Army.

"General!" Since he began, all the soldiers have reined in and retreated to the side, revealing the corpses on the ground and the two henchmen kneeling on the ground.

Yan Gui stood in front of the two henchmen, his expression was majestic, and his voice was low: "What the hell is going on?" How did the prison guard die? ”

Henchman 1: "It's a woman!" ”

Henchman 2: "If she plays the piano, the prison army will die!" ”

"Nonsense!" Yan Gui's long knife poked into the ground and cracked, "Playing the piano can play a dead person, can anyone in this world do it?" Could it be a goblin? ”

Confidant one or two: "That's right, it must be a monster!" ”

"She's wearing a big red cloak."

"Holding the piano, his clothes are as red as blood."

"She was playing the piano outside the window, and the adult died."

The henchmen hugged each other and trembled.

"It's a lie!" Yan Gui saw that his soldiers were all holding back a smile, but fortunately, the two henchmen of the prison army were frightened, and they didn't notice it, glared at them and signaled them to converge, and said angrily, "If you play the piano and die, then why are you standing with the prison army?" ”

Henchman 1: "This ......"

Henchman 2: "Why?" ”

Yan Gui: "......"

"Zhang Xiang, you go to arrange the aftermath of the supervising army, Lin Cui will take a few people to take care of them, the others will disperse, and General Ben will go to prepare for the book......"

"Yes!"

Shen Jue, who had been training all day, heard about Qin Gong's return as soon as he came back, and ran directly to Yan Gui's room, with red eyes: "What about her?" ”

Yan Gui, who was struggling to write, didn't raise his head: "Who?" ”

Shen Jue's eyes were red: "Qin Gong." ”

Hearing the thoughts that could not be dispersed in his words, Yan Gui put down the pen: "Don't you still understand?" She didn't mean that to you at all, and after I made your heart clear, she chose to leave. ”

"I don't care!" Shen Jue propped his hands on his desk, "I heard them say that she is back, what about her?" ”

"Do you really not know?" Yan Gui leaned back in his chair and looked directly at him.

Shen Jue hung his head in embarrassment.

Didn't he know? Of course he does.

It must have been gone.

Anyway...... She didn't come to see him anyway.

Yan Gui reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't cry, it's just a woman left and right." ”

"Who cried!" Shen Jue slapped his hand away, stood up straight, and wiped his tears, "I'll go back and rest!" ”

Yan Gui looked at his back, sighed helplessly, and lowered his head to write hard.