Gently stepping on his feet, Wu Sheng came to Gu Xu's room, found a relatively private window outside, licked the saliva on the tip of his tongue with his fingers, poked the paper on the window, and a hole appeared, closed his left eye and looked inside.

It seemed that he didn't see Gu Xu's figure, which made Wu Sheng suddenly suspicious in his heart, he obviously heard a voice just now, but now there was no figure, but he continued to look for it in the room.

After looking for a long time, Wu Sheng finally found that someone seemed to be sitting on the bed, needless to say, he must be Gu Xu, but in this window, he couldn't see the location there, and the view was blocked by the wooden cabinet inside.

So Wu Sheng found another window, pierced the paper on it, and saw Gu Xuan sitting on the bed in some pain, with his upper body naked, holding the medicine powder in his hand and gently coating the wound on it.

There are desilts on the face, chest, and back, which seem to be very serious, but these are not even skin injuries, as long as the martial arts practitioner applies medicinal powder, it will take three to five days to reduce swelling and remove stasis.

Every time he touched a wound on his body, Gu Xuan took a cold breath in pain, it seems that the person who attacked him is not only with ordinary fists and feet, it is very likely to bring internal force, how much pain will occur.

Someone would beat the grain and make his injured body blue and red, which made Wu Sheng's heart even more puzzled and puzzled.

Although Gu Xu's personality looks a little cold, he is a warm-hearted person, and he is known in the Wudang faction as a good person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, often helping his juniors and disciples, and instructing them in martial arts, so the disciples of the Wudang faction respect him very much.

Moreover, the martial arts in his hands are also among the best among the disciples of the third generation, and the Wudang Seven Heroes will not beat him for no reason, and now they are still following Zhang Sanfeng to alchemy.

After some thought in his heart, there is only one person who can beat Gu Xuan like this, Song Qingshu, his strength is the first among the third-generation disciples, except for him, no one dares to do it, and he does not have the strength to do it.

But Song Qingshu weishenme wants to fight Gu Xu, Wu Sheng has no idea about this matter, and he needs to investigate the cause and effect of this matter before he can decide how to do it.

If you want to know the truth of this matter, the best thing is to ask the followers behind Song Qingshu, Wu Sheng made up his mind, and quietly went to the small garden where Gu Xu lived, and went to find those people.

Wu Sheng also knew a few of Song Qingshu's followers, most of them were third-generation disciples of Wudang, and some were fourth-generation disciples.

This person is the third generation disciple of the Wudang faction, but his strength is not very high, it is just the fifth layer of the day after tomorrow, Wu Sheng does not need to draw his sword to beat him to the ground, and then grabs his collar and drags him to a corner where no one is around.

"Tell me, where did I go with Song Qingshu this morning." Wu Sheng asked as close as he could.

But this disciple was beaten by Wu Sheng, and he was annoyed in his heart, but his skills were not as good as others, and he couldn't resist if he wanted to, so he showed anger in his eyes, tilted his head, and snorted coldly.

"Hard-mouthed, I have a way to get you to speak." Seeing that this disciple was not interested, Wu Sheng sneered and kicked him hard in the stomach.

I only heard this disciple snort, clutching his stomach in pain, and did not speak, but the anger in his eyes turned into hatred, and he continued to pinch his head and did not say a word.

"Don't say it yet, okay, then I'll break your hand and see if you can use the sword in the future." Wu Sheng continued to sneer, and then slowly held his fingers and broke them gently.

"No, don't." At this time, this Wudang disciple finally showed a little fear from his eyes, and finally spoke, his body trembled a little and wanted to retract his hand, but he was held tightly by Wu Sheng, and it was not successful.

Seeing that he was starting to get scared, Wu Sheng's smile was even worse, and he gently covered his hand on this disciple's stomach, and continued: "What if I use my internal force to smash your dantian with one palm. ”

"Demon, you demon, the master and uncle will definitely punish you." This disciple was scared and angry, his teeth were chattering, and he barely spit out this sentence in his mouth, it seemed that he was really extremely frightened in his heart, and kept retreating back with his hands, as if he wanted to escape from here.

Of course Wu Sheng would not let him escape, with an evil smile in his mouth, he stood up and stepped on the knee of this disciple, and continued to increase his strength, and then said: "Even if they will punish me, at most they will be grounded against the wall, so they will not be willing to abolish my martial arts, not to mention that I killed you here, it is not death without proof." ”

Of course, this disciple knows about this matter, Senior Uncle Yin has received a very talented disciple, and it has been spread all over the past few days, and as Song Qingshu's follower, he will definitely collect Wu Sheng's information, so he knows this matter more clearly than others.

Within a few days, he practiced Wudang's basic swordsmanship slightly, which made Shizu happy for a while, and specially asked Uncle Yin to pass on a book of swordsmanship, and now the whole Wudang knows that there is a person named Wusheng.

Death is one of the most feared things for ordinary humans, because it is an instinct, for example, if someone punches you, you will close your eyes, you will block it with your hands, or you will dodge, it all comes from physical instinct.

And it is normal for someone to be afraid of a sword holding a sword on your neck, and now Wu Sheng is doing this, holding a dustless sword in his hand, slightly against this disciple's neck, looking at him with a gentle smile.

Although Wu Sheng's smile was as bright as the sun, making people feel very warm, this disciple felt like falling into an ice cave, cold sweat rushed straight down, and the cold chill in the dustless sword made him feel difficult to breathe, and a smell of blood rushed to his nostrils.

Although this disciple kept comforting himself and didn't dare to think about it, he knew that Wu Sheng was not joking, and the smell of blood on the sword had already proved that his words were not just casual words.

"I said, I'll tell you everything, please go around my life." The disciple's mind finally collapsed, and he stuttered the whole thing because of excessive fear.

It turned out that after Song Qingshu knew that Wu Sheng often ran to Gu Xu, he took his followers there and made a request.

Song Qingshu gave Gu Xuan a handful of the drug, asking him to find an opportunity to put this packet of potion into Wu Sheng's food, and the amount of this packet of medicine would only sleep for a whole day, and after successfully taking the drug, he called him over.

When Gu Xuan heard this request, he immediately shook his head, and almost didn't scold, because drugging Wu Sheng must have harmed him, and he was his friend, so he was very resolute on the spot, and there was no room to refuse Song Qingshu.

For the on-the-spot refusal in front of his many followers, and his plan failed, Gu Xu dared to resist his words, which made Song Qingshu angry because he was a little annoyed in his heart, and immediately led someone to beat him.

I don't know weishenme, Gu Xuan didn't dare to resist, and beat Song Qingshu and the others around, so Wu Sheng saw that he was bruised and purple, and he was holding the medicinal powder on the bed.

The heart is cold, but it is like a fire.

Chill and anger rose in Wu Sheng's heart, the red light in his eyes flashed, and he squinted slightly to look ahead, not knowing what he was thinking, and the disciple next to him, feeling a sense of danger from him, immediately curled up to the side, not even daring to make a sound.

Some people may ask, Wu Sheng and Gu Xuan have only known each other for a few days, so they don't need to be angry.

But can friendship be measured in time? Some people have only known each other for a few days, as if they have been together for several years and become their friends, and some people have lived together for a few years, and the relationship is just not salty or light, or ordinary friends of wine and meat.

Finally knowing the cause and effect of the whole thing, Wu Sheng threatened him not to tell him about today's incident, because Song Qingshu knew and would never let him go.

When this disciple thought about it, it was as Wu Sheng said, if he told this matter, even if he didn't teach himself, Song Qingshu would definitely teach himself a lesson, and even torture himself.

But Wu Sheng won't come to teach himself a lesson, is this possible? Maybe what he did would be more ruthless than Song Qingshu, thinking of this, he was extremely frightened and hurriedly nodded in agreement, this disciple kept swearing that he would never say it.

After dealing with this matter, Wu Sheng decided that it was time to go to Song Qingshu to settle accounts, he didn't trouble him, but he came to trouble himself, and it was really hard to get rid of the anger in his heart if he didn't beat him.

Wu Sheng is not watching others provoke him, but he is the kind of person who is indifferent, or even evasive, as a martial artist, he must face difficulties and not be afraid of any challenges ahead.

But when he went to look for Song Qingshu, there was no one to be seen, and the entire Wudang Sect couldn't find it, and after asking other disciples, he learned that a group of them went down the mountain at noon, and they didn't know what to do.

So Wu Sheng could only wait, and at about three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Qingshu and his party came back slowly, but he was not in a hurry to teach them a lesson, because he had thought about a lot of things in his heart during this time.

If Song Qingshu let Gu Xuan take the medicine, but was rejected and let his Jihua fail, then what kind of plan would he make next, Wu Sheng felt a chill when he thought of this, so he had to follow them, know Jihua in advance, and treat his body in the way of others.

Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust, anyway, the task doesn't set a time for him to solve Song Qingshu, then he can postpone it for a little time to finish it, teach him a lesson by the way, or provide a favorability with Zhang Wuji.

Quietly followed Song Qingshu and a group of people in the back, and came to the small garden where he lived, after Wu Sheng watched them go in, he climbed over the wall and went in together, and then saw them enter a room, so he stood on tiptoe and followed.

Looking for a relatively hidden window, Wu Sheng looked at Song Qingshu and a group of people holding something, as if they were talking about something.