"Old Chen, what's wrong with you?" Shen Yunfan was shocked and stepped forward to check Chen Zicai's injuries.

Broken ribs, damaged organs, blocked meridians.

Not only are the external injuries severe, but there are also deep internal injuries.

"Who hurt you like this?" Shen Yunfan asked while dealing with his injuries, but when he asked, he actually had a number in his heart.

Sure enough, Chen Zicai replied, "Yangchi Venerable."

"So you came to Qianyuan City just to take revenge?" Shen Yunfan pursed his lips.

Ten years ago, Chen Zicai was almost abolished by Yangchi Venerable, and the two were mortal enemies. Now that I think about it, Chen Zicai is clearly here for revenge.

Chen Zicai drooped his eyelids and said, "This is not revenge, but atonement."

"What do you mean?" Shen Yunfan was puzzled.

At this moment, a few shouting voices sounded on the street outside: "Sword Venerable Chen Zicai is back, Sword Venerable Chen Zicai is back!"

When I looked in, I saw a few young children running down the street with some letter paper in their hands.

Shen Yunfan had seen these boys, they were letter boys in Qianyuan City, similar to the kind of newspaper boys on the streets during the Republic of China, who were responsible for selling "newspapers" in the city.

As they ran at this time, they shouted, "Sword Venerable Chen Zicai sneaked up on Yangchi Venerable, was seriously injured, and fled in a hurry!"

Hearing this exciting news, many people became interested and paid money to buy the letter, wanting to see the details.

Chen Zicai shook his head and sneered, "The action is so fast, that guy really doesn't miss any opportunity to build momentum."

"You can't do that, let's keep a low profile after that." Shen Yunfan's expression was serious. Acting impulsively on someone else's turf is a loss after all!

Chen Zicai didn't pay attention to it, but urged, "You can heal my injuries first."

"I'll do my best." Shen Yunfan shook his head.

This injury is very serious, even with Chen Zicai's physical fitness, this injury has to be recuperated for more than a month before it is possible to recover.

Moreover, he was also afraid that after Chen Zicai got better, he would go to Yangchi Zunren to fight for his life. Therefore, he didn't want to help Chen Zicai get better as soon as possible.

So he called Wang Yujin's brothers and sisters, asked for some silk cloth and silver needles, and instructed them to buy a few medicinal herbs, so that Chen Zicai seriously treated his injuries.

After about half an hour, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Shen Yunfan originally thought it was Wang Yujin and them, but after thinking about it, he didn't hear any footsteps just now.

In an instant, a sense of crisis came to my heart!

He rubbed the ground and pulled out the saber next to him, and when he looked back, he saw an old woman in her sixties standing in the doorway.

Although she is not young, she looks full of energy, and she is obviously not an ordinary person.

"The pursuers sent by the Yang Chi Venerable?" Shen Yunfan was extremely vigilant.

But just as he was about to make a move, Chen Zicai pulled him and said, "Put down the sword, this is an old friend of mine."

At this time, the old woman at the door saw Chen Zicai's appearance, her eyes were more concerned, and she said as she walked in, "I heard that you are back, so I came to look for you."

"Long time no see." Chen Zicai smiled, "Ten years, you haven't changed much."

"You too." The old woman's eyes were full of affection.

Shen Yunfan understood at a glance that the relationship between these two when they were young was probably not ordinary, and it was definitely not as simple as being friends.

"It's been ten years, don't you have anything to say?" The old woman had a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

"I've been hiding for ten years, and now I'm coming back to atone for my sins, and I won't hide again." Chen Zicai smiled and beckoned, "Come and treat my injuries, that kid is afraid that I will go to Yangchi Venerable to fight hard, and he doesn't want to help me heal."

Shen Yunfan was said to be thoughtful, frowning and not speaking.

Hearing this, the old woman glanced at Shen Yunfan, and while stepping forward to heal Chen Zicai's injuries, she asked, "Your apprentice?"

"Half."

"Hahaha, if you can take a fancy to it, I'm afraid it's talented, right?"

"Well, and fate has arrived."

"Not bad."

The two old men seemed to be chatting about family life, and they didn't give Shen Yunfan a chance to interject.

After being treated for a while, the old woman said in a deep voice, "Your injury needs an elixir that replenishes internal strength to heal quickly."

As she spoke, she sniffled, as if she smelled some medicinal fragrance, and looked at Shen Yunfan with a pair of eyes.

Shen Yunfan's eyes flashed subconsciously, and this was all seen by the old woman.

"Young man, do you have an elixir?" The old woman raised her eyebrows.

"Nope."

"Don't lie, don't you even want to save your master?" The old woman is very determined.

Shen Yunfan's eyes flickered, but he finally sighed, shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't want to save Chen Lao, I just don't want Chen Lao to fall into paranoia. When the martial arts conference is over, I will help him heal his injuries."

The old woman frowned, as if she wanted to say something.

But before he could say anything, the door was rudely pushed open again.

This time there were three men, all in their thirties, all of whom were in high spirits.

Three warriors with no low strength!

Seeing these three people, Shen Yunfan frowned, but there was no surprise or vigilance in his eyes.

Because they knew each other.

Before coming to Qianyuan City, the Taishou of Xilin Prefecture once said that he would send people to compete for the first place in the martial arts conference, so as to win the treasures left by the Qianyuan.

The three people in front of them were the Southern Wei warriors hired by the Taishou of Xilin Prefecture, who came to Qianyuan City with Shen Yunfan a few days ago.

At this time, the three of them glanced at Chen Zicai on the bed, and the bearded man in the middle showed a sneering smile on his face, and stepped forward and said, "I heard the news that Chen Zicai was injured by Yangchi Venerable."

"I didn't expect it, it's true?"

Shen Yunfan frowned and said, "What does this have to do with you?"

The bearded man sneered, "Don't forget, we're all here to fight for treasures. At that time, you swore that Chen Zicai would support the scene, and only those who were too protective would trust you."

"The martial arts conference is about to start tomorrow, and now Chen Zicai is suddenly injured, which of you can fight for treasures?"

Shen Yunfan squinted his eyes and arched his hand, "Aren't there three of them here?" We are all here on behalf of the Southern Wei Dynasty, who will make a different move?"

The three of them laughed when they heard this.

"We are us, you are you, you are close."

"That's it, just let us work hard, why?"

Shen Yunfan smiled, "Then I can also go up."

"You're on? Are you going up to disgrace us in Southern Wei?" The bearded man sneered.

"It doesn't work, it doesn't work, so what do you want?"

Chen Zicai said in a deep voice, "My injury does not affect me to go to the martial arts conference."

The eyes of the three of them lit up when they heard this, and a person behind them stepped forward with a sneer.

"I've heard for a long time that Chen Zicai is very powerful, but today I want to come and ask for advice to see if it's really as rumored."

Hearing this, Shen Yunfan's face sank.

These three people are clearly looking for trouble!