Thunderbolt –

Rustle rustle......

Before the aftermath of the blue water forest was completely over, the gloomy sky resounded with muffled thunder, and then raindrops of soybeans fell from the sky, gradually extinguishing the fire still burning in the manor.

The two armorers with heavy armor were carried under the eaves of the Buddha hall, and their helmets had been removed, revealing two faces deformed by bone distortion, both of which were broken and bleeding from their internal organs, and even a little terrifying when viewed by candlelight.

The three imperial eunuchs who had escaped by luck stood around the Buddhist hall, although they knew that the thief must be gone, and there was no need to be vigilant at all, but they didn't help, and they still had to show their dutifulness at this time, so as not to look like a rice bucket.

Inside the Buddha hall, Zhongsun Jin was dressed in a gray robe, sitting in front of the golden Buddha with a height of Zhang Yugao, looking at the night rain outside the door, since he withdrew from the battlefield, he had not said anything.

Dharma protector Song Yi was half-squatting beside him, pulling open Zhong Sun Jin's trouser leg, and was resetting the bone for healing, the Buddha Hall could even hear the sound of broken bones rubbing, but Zhong Sun Jin didn't have the slightest expression, as if his leg was not his own.

Seeing this, Song Protector actually understood the state of mind of the ancestor master, not that he was not afraid of pain, but that he didn't have the heart to care about these pains.

The longer a martial artist practices martial arts, the more solid his physique will naturally be tempered, and once he hurts his muscles and bones, the consequences are also more serious than ordinary people, especially his legs.

After all, ordinary people have broken legs, as long as they can walk and run, they will recover well, and at most they will affect heavy work; If it is broken, it will be difficult to move an inch on the rivers and lakes, and if you want to recover as before, you have to raise it for two or three years before you dare to use force.

If you change to a young person, the impact may be smaller, after all, young people have time, but Zhongsun Jin is different.

Zhongsun Jin is already seventy or eighty years old, and his arm bone is cracked in the night terror, and when there is a fire bath, he only dares to use force after a month.

For example, at Zhongsun Jin's age, even if there are countless resources, he can't raise them for two or three years, at such an advanced age, after raising them for two or three years, even if he goes out of the mountain, can he jump for a few more years?

The person who can rank as a martial saint has basically never lost a few times since he was a child, Zhong Sun Jin was killed by a young man at this age, obviously because he had the idea of 'replacing the old with a new generation', and the arrogance of this martial artist in his heart was about to disperse.

But Qianjimen didn't even have a decent successor, Zhongsun Jin retired, and he had to change back to the craftsman sect directly, and the Dharma protector Song Yi was obviously afraid that Master Zu would be disheartened, and said:

"Today is the night terror hall and Xue Baijin teamed up to attack, and they didn't help, Master Zu only injured one leg with one enemy and two, if he fought alone, neither of the two was Master Zu's opponent......"

But Zhongsun Jintang is a martial saint, he can understand the situation, how can he need his disciples to comfort him.

Today, Xue Baijin didn't break the pillar, so that he lost his strength, resulting in being grabbed by the night terror hall's ankle, and he could indeed fight for a long time. With the foundation of Night Terror Hall or Xue Baijin, he fights alone with him, and he is not afraid of anyone.

But this does not offset the helplessness of the newcomer and the old man's inadequacy.

After all, outsiders can't see it, but Zhongsun Jin realized how terrible the comprehension of the Night Terror Hall was, the Martial Saint was already a hundred schools, and if he made one more move, the Night Terror Hall would remember one more move, and then he would be able to make one more move.

No matter how thick his precipitation is, there will always be a day when the old Ben will be cleaned, and Night Terror Hall is a young man with unlimited potential.

Now that he is fighting, he can indeed have the upper hand.

And after another year, he was a year older, and his body gradually declined; Night Terror Hall is a year older, and he is gradually approaching the peak of his physique, and the two sides will fight again, how can he still have the dignity he has today?

Zhongsun Jin refused to accept his old age, but at this age, he couldn't accept it, and after being silent for a long time, he still sighed softly.

Song Protector, right?! Seeing this, I was anxious, but I had no choice but to carefully help the bones and let Master Zu recover as soon as possible.

And when everyone inside and outside the Buddha hall was silent, the candle flame in front of the Buddha statue suddenly moved slightly.

Zhongsun Jin raised his eyes, but saw a man falling above the gate, his body was like a flying leaf without roots, and he landed without any sense of weight.

The man was dressed in a loose robe, with a jade crown on his head, his face was quite heroic, and the most eye-catching thing was that pair of eyes, as clear as a cold pool, with a piercing edge, even if Zhongsun Jin saw it, he had a feeling that it was difficult to look at him.

And it was these eyes that made King Zuo Xian remember it for a lifetime, and he chased after it for a lifetime, and he couldn't forget it until he died.

Because the action was too light, the father-in-law and the others who were watching the guard in front of the door didn't even notice it at all, until the man's words sounded from the door:

"How's the injury?"

"Hiss......"

"National Teacher ......"

"Meet the National Teacher!"

……

Zhongsun Jin saw Xiang Hanshi standing outside the door, and sighed softly:

"Okay. You should have come a little earlier. ”

Xiang Hanshi stood in front of the door, like a javelin, of medium stature, but he felt half a head taller than everyone else, and he looked at the messy battlefield:

"Lost something?"

"I lost an elixir. As for the Danfang, it was not written in its entirety, it was only a record of alchemy, but the king of the Southern Dynasty may have reversed it. The talent of the Night Terror Hall is too high, I'm afraid it is no worse than Fengguan City, and if you let him get these heavenly treasures, you will soon be unable to suppress it. ”

Xiang Hanshi naturally knew the seriousness of the situation, and did not say too much, but said:

"The pill is broken and then stands, it can reshape the muscles and bones, you can heal the injury after you eat it, let's refine another one as soon as possible."

Zhong Sun Jin shook his head at this: "The old man is just a person in the rivers and lakes, and he has worked hard to serve the country all his life, and he has done his best. These good things will be left to future generations. ”

When Xiang Hanshi saw Zhong Sun Jin for the first time, he actually knew that Zhong Sun Jin was distracted, and he knew that he had taken the pill, and he would not be the opponent of the Night Terror Hall in the future, and he didn't want to lose his last dignity.

Wu Fu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it was far more difficult to treat than a broken leg, Xiang Hanshi did not advise, just bowed, came to the corpses of the two armor soldiers, helped the two juniors who had been trained in childhood to close their eyelids, and then jumped softly, disappeared into the night rain with the wind, and chased towards the outside of the manor......

——

Thunderbolt –

Thunder flashed in the suburbs, and the sudden torrential rain covered everything as far as the eye could see, and the raindrops the size of soybeans smashed on the canopy of the boat, making a crackling and crisp sound.

The boat is a small pleasure boat, Xue Baijin got it last night, and it is moored in a secluded part of the river, which can be regarded as a temporary hiding place prepared in advance, and there is a change of clothes, wounded medicine bandages, emergency weapons and so on in the window cabin.

Night Terror Hall and Xue Baijin together, paying attention to the surrounding movements, silently passed through the night rain, and after making sure that there was no tail, they successively got into the cabin, put up the black that blocked the window, and then blew the fire fold.

"Whew~"

呲呲~

The dim candlelight lit up, illuminating the corners of the cabin.

Night Terror put the fire fold on the small case, pulled down the towel and breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the side:

"How's it going?"

Although Xue Baijin was not on the frontal battlefield, he killed two monster armorers in one pick and five, and he also consumed a lot of money, and after the fight, he ran for more than eighty miles for a long distance, and he was almost at the realm of Chengtianfu, and it was inevitable that he would be tired.

At this time, Xue Baijin was half-squatting at the door of the cabin, leaning on the door to listen, trying his best to suppress his breathing, and after making sure that there was nothing unusual outside, he breathed a sigh of relief, put the iron shovel on the ground, took off his armor, and wiped the rain on his face:

"I'm fine, what about you?"

Night Terror Hall just received the heavy hammer with his bare hands, and used the Crazy Demon Hammer Method to chase Zhong Sun Jin, and then was connected dozens of times, obviously it was impossible to be intact, although there was no blood injury, but his arms and legs were almost paralyzed, he looked down:

"It's not a big deal, just take a break."

As he spoke, he took out the wallet he had snatched and examined it.

The wallet is Zhong Sun Jin's personal belongings, the quality is obviously excellent, after running in the rainstorm for a long time, it has not been affected at all, the small box containing the pill is intact, and the paper is also dry.

Night Terror took out the paper, checked it by the light of the fire, and found that it was written on some medicinal materials, as well as the heat, the state of the liquid medicine, etc., which were obviously experimental records, and he couldn't understand it at all, so he moved to Bingtuo:

"Do you understand?"

Xue Baijin will dispense medicine by himself, but it is limited to the recipes learned by walking the rivers and lakes, and in terms of medical attainments, there is only one achievement of curing lameness with a good leg.

"You can't understand it, how can I understand? Let's see if the medicine is real first, and let the doctor study it. ”

Seeing this, Night Terror put away the paper, carefully inspected the medicine box, did not open it rashly, but sniffed it, and found that there was the smell of rare medicinal materials such as burning bone hemp, and nodded:

"Nine times out of ten, it's true. Take a breath here, and then go and meet up with Ning Er and the others, and get out of the customs as soon as possible......"

Xue Baijin leaned in front of him, his breathing was rapid and undulating, his cheeks looked watery, because his chest was wrapped too tightly, and he was wet inside and outside and stuck to his body, feeling very stuffy.

Night Terror Hall was originally storing the elixir paper, but Yu Guang suddenly found that Bing Tuotuo was rubbing his chest, and his eyes naturally looked strange.

？

As soon as Xue Baijin pulled a few times, he noticed the gaze next to him, and found that Night Terror Hall was interesting to look at at at this time, and let go of his hand and his eyes were slightly cold:

"What are you looking at?"

"Ahem......"

Night Terror coughed lightly, put his things away, and looked at each other's clothes:

"Your clothes are all wet, do you want to change them? This has dry clothes. ”

"You have to travel in the rain when you have a break, what's the use of changing clothes."

Xue Baijin tightened his shirt again, and turned to look at the arms and legs of the Night Terror Hall:

"Are you seriously injured?"

The arms and legs of the Night Terror Hall are full of bruises poked out by the fingers, which is not serious, but the burst of energy is forcibly suffocated, as if it has just reached the critical point, and it has been back and forth dozens of times, the discomfort is certain, and there is a feeling that the arms and legs are about to fall apart. He rubbed his arm and said:

"It's just a little numb, and it should be fine after a while."

Xue Baijin was quite enthusiastic, and when he saw this, he moved to the side of the Night Terror Hall, straightened his legs, and checked the bruising from the hole in his trouser leg:

"It's a similar fingering technique to the fourteen hands of Zhanyun, but it's much more powerful than Ning'er, it's not comfortable and bloody, and it's not so easy to recover."

Although Night Terror Hall felt very sorry for Ning Er, but when Zhong Sun Jin and Ning Er were compared together, they still felt that it was a bit too much to bury Zhong Sun Jin.

He just fought with Zhong Sun Jin, and he was volleyed in twenty or thirty moves in a row, although he beat Zhong Sun Jin, but in layman's terms, it was to rely on the thick skin and thick flesh, and slap the opponent hard with his face.

Although they are opponents of each other, just like Xuanyuan Dynasty, no matter what each other's position is, where the opponent is powerful, they should still be admired, Night Terror Hall sighed:

"I used to think that the fourteen hands of the clouds were flowery, and they were of little use to the enemy, but today I found out that they are lonely and unheard. Zhongsun Jin's technique is really accurate, and he hits seven inches directly every time, which is direct and flawless, and the person who hits him has no temper at all......"

Xue Baijin saw it at that time, and for this reason, she said to the Night Terror Hall, 'No, I'll come', and she said to this:

"Zhongsun Jin originally started from the inner door, the inner door master, the older he gets, the more demonic he becomes, Zhongsun Jin has become a martial saint, and his Taoism is average?

"Fortunately, you have three pictures of muscles and bones, if you are as reckless as someone else, you will be shocked into internal injuries in the first blow......"

Night Terror Hall felt that Bing Tuotuo was still not convinced, and said to this: "Chance luck is also part of strength, I am not reckless, if it were not for Minglongtu's body, I would be more cowardly than you...... Cough...... Robust. ”

“……”

Xue Baijin's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't care about the Night Terror Hall's momentary slip of the tongue, seeing that the bruises on the Night Terror Hall's arms and legs had not dissipated, he raised his hand to pull up the Night Terror Hall's trouser legs, took out the medicine bottle from his waist, poured it on the white palm and wiped it, and prepared to go to the bell.

？

If it were another girl, Night Terror Hall would definitely be flattered at this time, but Bingtuo Tuo was different, the fact that he treated his lameness with a good leg was too domineering, and it made people out of the psychological shadow, and he hurriedly raised his hand when he saw this:

"I'm afraid this hurts a little."

Xue Baijin frustrated his white palms, frowning slightly:

"You haven't broken your skin, why does it hurt?"

Night Terror Hall felt that it made sense, and after thinking about it, he didn't resist anymore, and it soon found out that the medicine that Bingtuo Tuo smeared was indeed not painful, but his hands were not ordinarily heavy! Grabbed the calf and brushed it up, the calf was white at that time, and I felt that a layer of leg hair had been removed.

"Shhhh

Night Terror Hall secretly took a breath and hurriedly raised his hand:

"I'll do it myself, I'll ...... it myself"

Xue Baijin is not a gentle and gentle little daughter-in-law, she pulled her legs, pulled the night terror hall forward, and almost lay down on the spot:

"What's the use of relaxing the muscles and invigorating the blood without exertion? I just did it hard, and now I know it hurts? ”

Although Bingtuo Tuo is cold and moving, the movements are also quite intimate, squatting on his side, and even the perfect moon curve can be seen under the candlelight.

But Night Terror couldn't give birth to any distracting thoughts at this time, only felt that he had returned to the time when he was being pushed by his father-in-law, and he missed Aunt Fan who could do a full set. He raised his hand:

"Okay, okay, I've got a long memory, and I'll be in trouble if I break my leg later."

Night Terror Hall was covered in jade bones, how could Xue Baijin break it with his hand, but his hand was still a little lighter, and he asked again:

"How can you know Zhongsun Jin's method of unloading?"

Night Terror did its best to look like it was tortured as usual, and responded:

"Originally, I didn't understand, I suffered a loss, and I figured it out as soon as I had an idea."

Got an idea?

Xue Baijin's eyes were half-incredulous: "You have been fighting with Zhongsun Jin just now, and you still have the heart to think about the moves?" ”

Night Terror Hall smiled at this: "Passing tricks is improvisation, most of the time it is to see the reaction, and there is not much time to spend your brain." Moreover, this trick is not difficult, it is the reverse of fighting cattle across the mountain, as long as the qi veins are tough and smooth, and can catch the qi and gather without dispersing, it is very simple to unload. If you eat Tianlang Zhu, it will definitely not be difficult to do this. ”

The Night Terror Hall has been tempered by the Tianlang Bead, and has already entered the Martial Saint, as long as he figures out the principle, there is no move that cannot be used, and it is indeed not difficult to treat his body with the way of others.

And Xue Baijin has not tempered his muscles and bones, and the speed of qi lifting is definitely a wisp slower than that of Night Terror Hall, if it is like Night Terror Hall, it is very likely that after catching the qi energy, because a certain qi vein is not stable enough, it will be self-defeating to cause the qi energy to explode in the body.

Hearing the explanation of the Night Terror Hall, Xue Baijin nodded thoughtfully:

"I see...... I've helped you a lot today, and I'll have to give me two pills for this medicine in the future. ”

The night terror hall was originally robbed, so naturally I don't feel distressed:

"This is natural, go through the rivers and lakes together, how can I swallow the results of the battle alone...... Hiss~"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Baijin grabbed the wrist of the Night Terror Hall and began to perform a misaligned hand, seeing that the Night Terror Hall began to twitch again, with a serious expression:

"A dignified man, how can he be more delicate than Ning'er, and he can't even eat massage and bones?"

Night Terror is in pain, but it's not fighting anymore, so why should he endure it? Moreover, Bingtuo Tuo's hand strength was really big, and he raised his hand again and said:

"Can I react to the pain? Why don't I give you a try? ”

In order to prove to the Night Terror Hall what it means to be a woman who does not let her eyebrows, Xue Baijin immediately raised his arm:

"If I frown, I'll follow your last name from now on."

Night Terror Hall found an opportunity to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth, and it was naturally unkind to see this, but if he really pinched Bingtuo's arm, it was inevitable that he couldn't get down with his heavy hands, and finally used the method of listening to the wind palm, pressing down his big arm, and carefully conditioning his arm that must be tired after the battle:

"See? It's so comfortable and efficient......"

Xue Baijin was about to endure it, but when she found that Night Terror Hall was helping her relax her muscles, she didn't take the opportunity to retaliate, so she pulled her arm away:

"You're quite good at serving women, no wonder you can turn that female emperor into obsession."

Night Terror naturally didn't chase after him, he picked up the medicine bottle and kneaded his arm, and said helplessly:

"It's just a massage technique, how can it be regarded as serving. It's very humiliating to really serve women, just like the flower-faced fox I met in Yanjing, in order to steal the dragon picture, I ran to fool around with the sixty-year-old queen mother, tsk......"

Xue Baijin was not interested in these non-vegetarian jokes, so he sorted out his belongings and so on by himself, but after a few tidying ups, he found a colorful rope in the purse containing broken silver.

Xue Baijin picked up the colorful rope and handed it to the Night Terror Hall:

"Do you want this, don't you want me to lose it?"

The Night Terror Hall forgot about this, and shook his head and smiled when he saw this:

"I am a man wearing a portrait of something, you can use it as a headband, it is also suitable to tie your hair."

Xue Baijin didn't say much when he saw this, put the colorful rope into his purse, and continued to pick it up, but the two of them had just rested for a long time, and suddenly their ears moved, and they heard a few voices from high in the sky:

"Goo~Goo......"

Night Terror Hall rubbed his arm for a moment, instantly returned to coldness, flicked his fingers to extinguish the fire, and listened carefully, only to find that there was no movement outside, only the sound of dense rain.

Cracking sound......

After the two held their breath for a moment, they didn't notice anything unusual, they looked at each other, and wanted to ask, but the bird who was hovering in the sky again sent a warning:

"Qiang—"

Night Terror's face changed suddenly, and without saying a word, he grabbed his weapon and crashed out of the cabin directly to the south:

"Let's go!"

And Xue Baijin's reaction was naturally not sluggish, she and the Night Terror Hall did not find any trouble, but the bird hurriedly warned him, the people who came were obviously above them, and they followed at full speed without hesitation.

Whoop -

In the loud noise, the small pleasure boat was instantly torn apart, and the two figures that were not suppressing the breath were like a wild dragon that suddenly crashed out of the river, piercing a hole in the torrential rain.

Thunderbolt –

The sky flashed with thunder, briefly illuminating the dark and rainy night.

Night Terror Hall ran wildly with a knife, and at this time he noticed something unusual, and his afterglow aimed at the low mountain about four or five miles away.

At the top of the low hill stood a figure in a robe, originally supposed to watch the birds hovering in the air at a height of a thousand meters, but as another continuous flash of lightning lit up again, the figure had disappeared from the top of the mountain, appearing on the mountainside without warning.

"Who is it?"

"It should be Master Xiang Han."

Even if Night Terror Hall has never seen this person, he can see who the person is from the movement, after all, this body is more powerful than Zhongsun Jin, and there are few people in the world at all.

He joined forces with Bingtuo Tuo to deal with Zhong Sun Jin and didn't dare to say that he would kill steadily, but it was definitely no problem to come and go freely.

As soon as the fight was over, he was caught up by Xiang Hanshi, and he obviously didn't have any advantage in the fight, so he didn't even have the heart to turn around and touch it, and directly rushed to the south with Bingtuo Tuo at full speed......

(End of chapter)