"Did you find it?" Ye Jia has been away for two or three days, and Liang Shaoyang has been very haggard recently, and he asked Steward Zhou with a stubble beard.

"Nope." Steward Zhou shook his head and replied.

"Keep going out and look for it." Liang Shaoyang said without any spirit.

"Lord, since you have the heart to ask for the princess's life, why bother to search for it so much?" Steward Zhou asked lovingly and helplessly.

"Old Zhou, are you old and confused? What nonsense? Liang Shaoyang was speechless for Steward Zhou's inquiry.

"Lord Wang, while begging the emperor to issue a holy decree and spend a lot of money to find the princess, you also sent a shadow out of the palace to find it, and also sent most of the guards in the palace out, but also sent a fourth force, the old slave really can't understand your intentions." Steward Zhou said sullenly.

"The Fourth Force?" Liang Shaoyang was very curious about what the housekeeper Lao Zhou said.

"Don't you know? Could it be that someone wants to take advantage of the opportunity? The waves of people we sent out are only looking for people, not hurting people. That group of people was ruthless and merciless. According to reliable information, the prince went to Qianling and several people were separated and broke into the valley of death alone. Although Steward Zhou had already heard the news from Liang Shaoyang, he couldn't take care of it so much at this time.

"What? Death Valley? Is the message really reliable? Liang Shaoyang was taken aback, grabbed Lao Zhou's shoulder and asked.

"That's right, this is the news from the bounty hunters who escaped the clutches of the killer by luck, these people are only for the bounty, and they will never report false news." Lao Zhou said.

"Killer? Death Valley? Liang Shaoyang only felt lightheaded: "Why did you report me at this time?" I don't know if I have already ordered that the news about her should be reported to me as soon as possible? Liang Shaoyang began to roar.

"The old slave's big crime is just that the old slave did it intentionally, just because when the princess left, it coincided with the loss of Mrs. Sanssouci's son. The old slave was afraid that the prince would be angry and hurt the princess. Lao Zhou told me eloquently.

Liang Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then remembered why he found out that the woman had fled without permission. He really didn't explicitly order what to do with her at the beginning, so it's no wonder that Lao Zhou and them thought too much.

"What is she? Also worthy of being called my wife Liang Shaoyang? Liang Shaoyang scoffed: "If it weren't for me to catch a big fish, how could I let her be so rampant?" Don't worry about that. ”

Lao Zhou previously felt that Liang Shaoyang liked Xinna's concubine room, indulged in women's sex, and drank wine and meat. But it turned out that the prince had other plans, and he was shallow and ignorant. Fang Jue was ashamed.

"Send someone again, and focus on the Valley of the Dead. Although it is not as much as five steps and one post, ten steps and one sentry. But every day a few sparrows fly out of it must be clearly aware. Once the princess is out of Death Valley, bring her back unscathed as quickly as possible. Liang Shaoyang felt heartbroken when he thought that she might have no bones left in Death Valley: "In addition, the search for other places should not be slackened, in case your news is wrong." ”

After giving the order, Liang Shaoyang was about to turn around and leave, but seeing that Lao Zhou had no intention of carrying out his order, he asked, "Why don't you execute it immediately?" Wait for me to treat you to a full meal? ”

"Lord Wang, won't you punish me?" Lao Zhou waited for a long time, but Liang Shaoyang didn't say how to punish him, he asked a little anxiously.

"Lao Zhou, you have always been conscientious in your work in the palace for many years, and this king has a sense of guilt in his eyes, how can he punish you?" Liang Shaoyang knew that it must have been in the last few days, and he was in a bad mood, so everyone in the house was in danger.

Steward Zhou, who said this, burst into tears, and said gratefully: "Lord Wang, with your words, my old Zhou will not hesitate to smear the liver and brain of the palace." I'll go and carry out your order now. ”

Woman, you must be good! If, if something happens to you, then I'll be, I'll ......

In a grass hut, there was a silent silence at this time. The swordsman lay on a pile of thatch covered in blood, without a trace of life. The sword spirit stood at the swordsman's feet with the sword, looking at the swordsman, for fear that this brother who shared weal and death with him would die.

Qian Ling didn't say a word, sitting by the fire on the side, her head bowed, the tears in her eyes flowing silently down her cheeks.

They originally wanted to find a You Fang Langzhong who knew medical skills, but a few people supported each other and walked for a long time, but they never saw a reliable Langzhong, but they met a barefoot doctor, and a pair of medicines said that they were cured by medicine, but they received all their silver taels, and a dose of medicine went down, and the already weak swordsman was completely unconscious, which made the two of them panic, and once thought that the swordsman could not be saved.

"Wonderful hands rejuvenate, resurrect the dead, do not die and are not cured, and are reborn." A high-pitched voice entered the broken hut.

Qian Ling rushed out with an arrow, grabbed the man and asked, "Doctor, can you heal the sick?" ”

"The little girl is confused, what is the doctor who can't heal?" Lang Zhong stroked his long goatee and said.

"I, I mean, can you cure incurable diseases?" Qian Ling explained in a panic.

"My sign says "Rise from the dead." The doctor seems to be dissatisfied with Qianling's distrust.

"Doctor, come in." Qian Ling pulled the doctor and entered the thatched hut.

The doctor adjusted to the dim light in the room for a while, and only then did he see that there was a man lying on the so-called bed, five big and three thick, covered in blood and breathing weakly.

The doctor walked forward quickly, and the sword spirit immediately drew his sword to stop him, feeling as if if someone wanted to use the swordman, the sword spirit would fight for his life.

"Sword Spirit, what are you doing?" Qian Ling was in a hurry, the swordsman's injury had to be healed quickly, and she still had to go to the princess!

"Who are you?" The sword spirit pointed at Lang Zhong with his sword and asked.

"A wanderer." Lang Zhong didn't take the hostility of the sword spirit to heart.

"How did you come here?" The Sword Spirit didn't seem satisfied with his answer.

"To save people's lives." Lang Zhong said seriously.

"How do you know this place?" Sword Spirit was still suspicious of Lang Zhong.

"Entrusted by men, loyal to people." Lang Zhong has to answer all questions, and there is no feeling of impatience.

"Who's trusting it?" Sword Spirit then asked.

"No comment." Lang Zhong thought for a moment and didn't answer him.

"Please leave." The sword spirit was full of murderous energy, and Qian Ling also felt that he was reckless, why did he bring people in so easily?

"If I leave, he will not last more than a moment. Old decay farewell. Lang Zhong said, turned around and left.

"What to do? Sword Spirit, Swordsman will die. What should I do? When Qian Ling heard Lang Zhong's words, he shook the sword spirit helplessly.

"Stop him." The sword spirit thought about it for a while, although he didn't know who he was entrusted with, but he didn't necessarily have malicious intentions, if he dared to do anything, the sword spirit would definitely let him have no return.

Qian Ling hurriedly chased out, and blocked Lang Zhong's way with both hands outstretched.

"Girl, since you have rejected my kindness, and you have stopped me at this moment, do you want to kill my old man's mouth?" Lang Zhong looked at the nervous Qianling and said.

"Please ask for a helping hand." Although Qian Ling still had doubts, she had to choose to believe him.

"If you say you will save it, if you say you don't save it, you won't save it? What is human life in your eyes? If you are so childish in life, why should you dictate to me? Lang Zhong was very angry.

"The heart of the doctor's parents, please sir." Qian Ling also felt that she was going too far, so she asked in a low voice.

"Okay!" Lang Zhong responded, mainly because when the man entrusted him, he told him to save the dying man, otherwise he would smash his wine to pieces.

He is not afraid of heaven and earth, he is afraid of not having alcohol, and if he does not drink for a day, he will be uncomfortable. I didn't drink alcohol for two days, and I was restless. I didn't drink for three days, and I couldn't sleep at night. And the person who is his sworn friend is like grabbing seven inches with a snake, and he is too ruthless.

This time, Qian Ling led Lang Zhong into the house, Lang Zhong didn't look at the sword spirit, completely ignored him, and walked to the swordsman in a few steps, the sword spirit turned sideways and no longer blocked.

Lang Zhong grabbed the wrist of the swordsman and carefully treated him. After the diagnosis and treatment, Lang Zhong put down the swordsman's arm, clapped his hands, looked at the Qianling Sword Spirit and said, "What did you let him take?" ”

"A prescription prescribed by a barefoot doctor, after eating it, it will become like this." Qian Ling wiped her tears and replied.

"Nonsense, it's three parts of poison, you don't care about feeding him so many medicines, it's like killing him." Lang Zhong is not used to seeing people who don't know how to pretend to understand, and prescribe medicine to people indiscriminately, which is tantamount to disregarding people's lives.

"Huh? We want to save him! Qian Ling said.

"He has been practicing martial arts all year round, has deep internal strength, and is already bleeding vigorously. You have made him take a lot of great tonics, and it has made matters worse. The faster the blood flow, the faster he loses blood, and if he loses too much blood, he will naturally fall unconscious. Lang Zhong explained to the Qianling Sword Spirit why the swordsman was unconscious.

"What then?" Qianling began to get anxious again.

"You are both warriors, he is domineering with a sword, and you are feminine with a sword. The two are mutually reinforcing, and now only you can save his life. Lang Zhong looked at the sword spirit and said.

The sword spirit is very hesitant, the origin of this Lang is a mystery, the swordsman is unconscious, and the Qianling does not understand martial arts, the only combat power here is only himself, if when treating the swordsman's injuries, someone suddenly makes a difficulty, and a few of them will become the meat of other people's chopping boards.

"Sword Spirit, what are you hesitating about? Don't you want to save the knifeman? "Qian Ling only wants to save the swordsman in a coma, but he doesn't have the sword spirit to think about it.

"Offended." The sword spirit suddenly became difficult and clicked on Langzhong's acupoint.

"What do you do?" Qian Ling scratched her head, very incomprehensible.

"Just in case." After the sword spirit answered, he helped the unconscious swordsman up, sat cross-legged, he sat behind the swordsman in the same position, and began to transmit internal force to the swordsman.

"Little girl, let me explain it to you! The reason why he did this was because he was afraid that I would harm you with a sinister idea, and also to prevent me from suddenly intervening and subduing you when he had no time to be distracted. Lang Zhong said.

The sword spirit did not echo him, nor did he refute him, concentrating on the treatment of the swordsman.

Qian Ling heard a cold sweat, there are so many Taoists here.