Chapter 17: King Zhao's Mansion (2/3)

Qiu Chuji's instinct was to bow his head, trying to dodge this glorious attack.

However, that Guanghua didn't go to his head in the first place.

I saw that the brilliance came quickly, and before it was ready, Qiu Chuji felt the fierce energy on it, and suddenly exploded all over his body, and the danger was extreme!

Rumble!

That brilliance slammed directly into the roof, blasting a big hole open on the edge of the roof, and then its momentum continued unabated, and it instantly crashed into Qiu Chuji's arms!

Qiu's body was shocked, and he finally saw what that light was.

Paper balls!

It's just a ball of paper!

On top of that paper ball, I vaguely saw the inkstone that had not dried!

He didn't have the energy to think about who was in that small courtyard, because his body was in chaos at the moment!

The qi that filled the paper ball was like a monstrous flood, rushing straight into the meridians in his body, and his pure true qi that he had cultivated for many years could not resist at all, and he was defeated and retreated!

And the true qi that rushed into the body was extremely aggressive, like an army full of water chestnuts, like a broken bamboo, the momentum of the waves, one after another!

The five internal organs and six internal organs were displaced in an instant, the meridians were broken, and even the alien true qi went straight into the heart veins, endangering his life!

Immediately, a mouthful of blood will spurt out!

However, Qiu Chuji forcibly closed his mouth and did not let this mouthful of blood spurt out. Because this mouthful of blood contains his own true qi, if he leaks it out in one breath, his true qi can no longer be condensed, and he can only wait for death!

"Who?"

At this time, Liu Zeyan, who was overturned to the ground, immediately came to his senses, and at the foot of his feet, his figure flashed, and he saw Qiu Chuji, who was covering his chest with one hand, his face was pale, and his eyebrows were painful.

"Take your life!"

Liu Zeyan's figure flashed again, and he printed his palm towards the mound machine.

The palm did not reach the body, but the strength of the extreme yang palm in the palm that seemed to swallow and vomit, and the light and extinguish were uncertain, but it stimulated Qiu Chuji's mind.

Just when Liu Zeyan thought that the other party was going to die, the other party's throat stirred, as if he had swallowed something.

Then, the other party stretched out his hand and patted his body, and he performed light skills to escape from the palace.

How can Liu Zeyan let the other party get his way, no matter how fast his body is, he will drive his palm three points faster, and his palm will be more urgent!

At the same time, the other party took out the sword!

Recite!

The sound of a sword groaning rang out.

Liu Zeyan saw that there was a sword stabbing him diagonally.

At that moment, Liu Zeyan's face changed greatly, and his pupils were extremely constricted.

This sword is so mysterious that he has no way to start or dodge!

It seems that there is only one thorn, but it contains changes in timing, speed, and direction, which can be described as a chain of layers, and thousands of stabs!

Liu Zeyan's palm was about to be revoked, but his internal strength was running too fast, and his body and palm skills could not be easily changed.

However, if you don't change it, you will be stabbed by a sword.

Burst!

Liu Zeyan's body twisted in an instant, and finally staggered the blade, but he himself was also affected by the internal force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.

As the blood spurted out, his true anger was discharged, and it was too late to mobilize his true qi to chase after him.

Seeing the other party disappear into the palace between a few jumps.

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Zhao Wangfu.

Wanyan Honglie's mansion.

Wanyan Honglie was talking to Yang Kang in the hall.

"Kang'er, I let you learn martial arts with Qiu, but the real intention is not martial arts. Wu is only the courage of one person, even if he reaches the peak, he will be brave of a hundred people at most. โ€

"What I want you to learn is the knowledge, experience and ability of the Han people, and you will inherit my throne in the future, without these, the throne will be unstable."

"Yes, Father."

Yang Kang's expression became solemn, and he could be perfunctory in martial arts; But the throne, when it comes to power, when it comes to wealth, must be taken seriously.

Bang!

Just when Yan Honglie was about to continue teaching Yang Kang, a figure fell from the sky and fell to the ground in front of the door with a bang.

Wanyan Honglie and Yang Kang immediately stood up and walked out of the door, and when they saw it, they were taken aback by the two of them.

The person who fell was none other than Yang Kang's martial arts master, Quanzhen Sect Qiu.

Burst!

Qiu Chuji spit out a mouthful of black blood from his mouth, and it happened to vomit onto Wanyan Honglie's body, and then he fainted completely.

Yang Kang looked at Qiu Chuji, who had fainted, turned his head to look at Yan Honglie again, pointed his finger at the sky, and his eyes flashed with killing intent, as if asking: Kill or not?

Wan Yan Honglie shook his head.

"Someone, help Qiu Daochang to the plum garden, and find the best doctor to treat him."

Soon, someone lifted the mound up.

"Kang'er, wait for me to change my clothes, and then let's go to check on Qiu Daochang's injuries."

Yang Kang nodded.

Qiu is also experienced, as the so-called most dangerous place is the safest place.

This mansion can be said to be the safest place.

First of all, Qiu Chuji is Yang Kang's master, not only teaching martial arts, but also guiding Yang Kang to be a man. This point is clear in Qiu's heart.

Since this is the case, Wanyan Honglie will not hand himself over.

Secondly, Wanyan Honglie and Wanyan Hongxi are opposed everywhere in the imperial court, and Wanyan Honglie will not let the people of Rongwang's Mansion come in to search at all.

In the end, he chose to stay in Zhongdu, which was unexpected. The other party will definitely think that he has fled somewhere else.

With these three points, Qiu Chuji chose Zhao Wangfu.

What's more, although he was injured, that mouthful of blood did not spit out halfway, and held it until the Linrong Palace, so that the other party had no trace to track it.

Wanyan Honglie changed into yellow clothes and came to the house in the plum garden with Yang Kang.

Pushing the door in, I saw a doctor piercing a silver needle on Qiu Chuji's body.

Half an hour later, the doctor received the needle.

Wow!

Qiu Chuji vomited out a mouthful of black blood again, but he was still in a coma.

"Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor took the pen and prescribed the medicine, and at the same time said: "This Taoist chief is extremely injured, and all his internal organs are injured. The true qi in the body is disordered, and it should be an extremely serious internal injury. โ€

"What's more serious is that his heart is damaged and needs to be recuperated for a long time."

Wanyan Honglie looked at Qiu Chuji and asked again, "Then when will he wake up?" โ€

"This old man doesn't know, it's up to him."

The doctor had already written the prescription and handed it to Wan Yan Honglie, "The prince can grab the medicine and boil the medicine according to this prescription, and after three days, the old man will come again." โ€

"Thank you, doctor." Wanyan Honglie took the prescription, "Come on, reward." โ€

"The old man thanked the prince."

The doctor accepted Yan Honglie's reward, bowed, and left the room.

"Father, who is it that can hurt Master like this?"

Yang Kang came to Qiu Chuji's bedside, looked at the other party's pale and terrifying face, obviously lost too much vitality, and couldn't help asking.

Wanyan Honglie also shook his head, "Daoist Qiu is very strong in martial arts, and he is also the number one person in the rivers and lakes, I didn't expect him to be so seriously injured, he should be a top master." โ€

"No matter what, Kang'er, don't give away your tracks."

"Got it, Father."