Chapter Ninety-Five: Wan Chunliu

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Meng Yuan lifted a breath exercise, like a soaring eagle, flying straight towards the valley. Although the Kunlun Mountains are treacherous, the road skillfully passes through the mountains. The valley of the wicked is the bottom of the valley surrounded by mountains. Therefore, the road into the valley is not only not upward, but also gradually descending, Mengyuan will use the lifting of a qigong combined with the palace panlong opera, along the shadows, groping towards the valley.

It is rumored that the Valley of the Wicked is a place where the most vicious people in the rivers and lakes take refuge, and it is an extremely gloomy and terrifying place, but the Valley of the Wicked in front of Mengyuan is a brightly lit town, where laughter and laughter can be heard everywhere, and the air is filled with the aroma of wine and dishes.

He suddenly stopped, and although he didn't see anyone, the sound of breathing coming from not far ahead still exposed the existence of this entrance checkpoint.

Like a big lizard, it climbed up a few feet along the mountain wall, Meng Yuan looked down carefully, and in the shelter behind the mountain wall in front of him, behind a rock of about the same color as the mountain wall, there was a faint figure, as long as someone entered from the road into the valley, it was difficult to hide the eyes of this secret whistle.

Meng Yuan took out a small bamboo tube from the small bag on his waist, opened the stopper, and a small green snake showed its head, Meng Yuan stretched out two fingers, gently pinched the back of its head, and shook his hand, and the little snake fell behind the rock in a daze.

It was too late, but it was fast, and when the man was startled by the small snake rolling off the mountain wall, Meng Yuan's figure flashed, and before he knew it, he entered this dangerous place.

Retract the wings of the flying kite, this peculiar mechanism, worn on him like an inconspicuous black shoulder. He was originally the kind of person who looked ordinary and inconspicuous. After observing the pedestrians in the town for a moment, he hid his blade and walked through the town like an ordinary person.

Even Mengyuan, who had broken into Shengjing at night and committed such a shocking case as slaying a dragon, had to tense up all his spirit in this town, and in this tranquility, he didn't know how much blood and murder were hidden.

"You, wait a minute," Meng Yuan was walking around the outskirts of the town when he suddenly heard a cold and fierce voice.

Meng Yuan was secretly vigilant, but as if he hadn't heard, he continued to look out of the town.

"I told you to stop, don't you have ears?" There was a little more anger in the man's voice.

Meng Yuan stood still, turned half of his body slightly, and said with a humble smile:

"Uncle, are you calling me?"

He has been experienced for a long time, and this small half of the turn not only shows a lowly posture of martial arts, but also full of flattery and flattery in his words.

It was a man with a meaty face, tall and with a leopard head and eyes, and he walked over step by step, some distance from Mengyuan, and he could smell the wine in his mouth.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the young man who seemed a little strange to him. Except for the slight growth of his eyebrows, there was nothing remarkable about it, and he looked up, and a face with a bit of loyalty, with a flattering smile, reminded him of someone he hated very much.

"Laughing and hiding a knife in the little mida" Haha, I don't know why, when he saw this smiling face, the fat man who killed the master's whole family just because his junior sister called him "fat pig" suddenly popped up in his mind. More than once, he wanted to punch the fat man in the face and see if the fat man could still laugh after his nose was flattened. Boy, it's no wonder that you smile too much like that fat pig, he thought to himself, and his face showed a bit of murder.

"Boy, I don't think I've seen you before, what's your name?"

"Haha, villain Zhang Hu, uncle, you are busy, how can you remember a little person like me." Meng Yuan snorted haha in his mouth, and he had already scolded this troublesome guy in his heart.

"Hmph, Zhang Hu, I know everyone in this valley, but I don't know when there will be another named Zhang Hu." Before the man finished speaking, his left hand had already grabbed Meng Yuan's shoulder.

Meng Yuan's face showed a panicked look, as if he wanted to dodge, but he still let him catch it, and at the moment when this man's heart was relieved, Meng Yuan's hands quickly flipped up like lightning.

With his right hand, he grabbed the forearm that was still pinching his shoulder, and with his left hand, he pinched the plum palm and pressed it the opponent's right chest.

The man only felt that he had been hit head-on by a sledgehammer in his chest, and his lungs were stuffy and hot, as if there was a fire burning, and he wanted to scream, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't even spit out blood, and he wanted to struggle, but found that he had all his strength, and he didn't know where it was. He finally realized that something was wrong, and in those eyes that looked at him, there was only calmness and cruelty, and there was a half-panic feeling.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you, uncle." Meng Yuan half-supported and half-hugged the big man who was beaten to death by him, and hurriedly walked towards the Zhenwei Medical Center,

Originally, with this man's martial arts, he would not have been put down by Meng Yuan so easily, but one Meng Yuan posed like a bear, which made him underestimate his martial arts, and one after he put on the Shadowless God Catch-Crane Wing, the nature of the Eagle Wings Gong to break the opponent's protective true qi was brought into full play, not to mention this man, it was Yan Nantian in his heyday, Invite Yue, Leng Buding was slapped by him with a plum blossom palm, and he would suffer a small loss, not to mention this second-rate character.

At this time, it was the end of the month, and there were few pedestrians on the street, and a young man sweating profusely, with heavy steps, supported a drunk man, which was a common thing in the valley of the wicked.

Outside Wan Chunliu's medicine house, Meng Yuan carefully held his breath and knocked on the knocker.

"The door is not bolted, come in." An old voice came from inside.

Meng Yuan pushed open the door, helped the man into the room, and carefully closed the door. He didn't dare to underestimate this strange man at all, the divine doctor who could cure Yan Nantian in the Valley of the Wicked was not a random figure who could be fooled at all.

It was a very large house, surrounded by all kinds of herbs, which occupied five or six tenths of the house, and the rest of the house. Put more than a dozen stoves, the stoves are all burning vigorously, some of the stoves are burning copper kettles, some are copper pots, and some are strange shapes, indescribable purple bronze ware, in each bronze ware, there are strong medicinal incense coming out.

Meng Yuan is familiar with medical science and has a lot of knowledge, but the herbs in this room, whether they are piled up in the corner of the house or boiled in a pot, he only knows one or two of them at most.

He put down the man and looked at the miracle doctor in front of him, Wan Chunliu was over fifty years old, he was thin and lean, with black hair, not the slightest gray, his face was ruddy, his eyes were deep, and he had no expression.

His gaze fell on the man first, and after one glance, he walked over and grabbed his wrist.

"How's his illness?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Hmph, he's not sick, it's an injury." Wan Chunliu tore open his shirt, and a bright red plum blossom was impressively imprinted on his right chest.

"His right lung has been shattered, but the lung veins are not completely broken, even so, he has been scrapped, what a powerful palm, what a powerful means." Wan Chunliu glanced at Meng Yuan, as if he had found something, "You did it, if I didn't expect it badly, Your Excellency is here for me?" ”

Meng Yuan smiled and said: "I knew that I couldn't hide it from the god doctor, and Xiao Yu'er asked me to say hello to you." ”

Wan Chunliu was stunned for a moment, and finally showed a somewhat concerned look, and asked, "Is Xiao Yu'er okay?" ”

"Well, I think he's quite pleasing to the eye, and I taught him something." Dream Abyss Road.

Wan Chunliu smiled: "Although Xiao Yu'er is a little naughty, he is a good child." ”

Meng Yuan nodded and said: "It's just that I don't care much about learning martial arts, although intrigue and trickery can solve many problems, but walking the rivers and lakes, a passable martial arts is still useful." ”

Wan Chunliu nodded, looked at him and said, "You are looking for Wan, what's the matter?" ”

Meng Yuan said: "I came this time, one is to inquire about some news, and the other is to see if there is anything that can be used for the Ten Thousand Divine Doctors. ”

Wan Chunliu touched his jet-black beard and said, "What do you want to know?" ”

Meng Yuan said: "Does the Ten Thousand Divine Doctors know the whereabouts of Tie Zhan?" ”

Wan Chunliu said: "Crazy Lion Iron Battle? The madman had not been here, and I heard that he seemed to have gone to sea. ”

Meng Yuan nodded: "I have a little friendship with his daughter, just help her ask." Another thing I want to ask is, how is Yan Daxia's injury? ”

Wan Chunliu frowned and said, "That's what you want to know, right?" ”

Mengyuan said: "That's right, don't hide it from the gods, now on the rivers and lakes, it is rumored that Yan Daxia left a treasure back then, which set off some bloody storms, I investigated and secretly visited, but I felt that there was something strange in it, as if someone was fueling the troubles, I wanted to find Yan Daxia for verification." In addition, Yan Daxia left his flesh and blood before entering the valley, and now he is also looking for Yan Daxia's whereabouts, and finally, I have long admired the prestige of Yan Daxia's sword, and my companion is a sword learner, and I want to implore Yan Daxia to give me some guidance on swordsmanship. ”

Wan Chunliu was a little confused when he heard it, and asked two more questions before he understood Mengyuan's intention.

"In this way, you can be regarded as a friend of Yan Daxia, I want to know about Yan Daxia's injuries and see if you can do anything to treat him, right?"

Meng Yuan nodded and said: "Yes, the Yan Daxia in my heart should be the Yan Daxia who beheaded the wicked with a three-foot sword, not the sick man who lingered on the sickbed, in order to have a glimpse of his former demeanor, I should do something." ”

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