Lu Sheng beckoned Yang Zhao to drink together, Yang Zhao waved his hand and refused, he didn't say much, and drank a glass of wine by himself.

"Why don't you believe that I am a piece of filial piety. Alas, it is difficult to be a good person now, and it is even more difficult to be a good person who is filial. ”

He was muttering there, and Yang Zhao was listening silently beside him, without saying a word.

Seeing Yang Zhao's indifferent appearance, Lu Sheng sighed, only to see him stand up and take off the red and green crane outside and throw it on the chair next to him.

After throwing it, he began to untie his upper body.

Lang Lang Qiankun, in public, he began to take off his clothes, it is really different culture, different education. Before Yang Zhao could finish complaining in her heart, a rusty smell entered her nose.

It didn't take long for her to know the source of the rust smell, and after taking off her clothes, Lu Sheng was wrapped in a circle of white bandages, and the bandages were oozing out a little blood.

He untied the bandages on his body, and a large hole appeared in the place below his pale left chest, a large hole with ventilation in front and back.

This big hole is the size of Yang Zhao's fist, and the blood is whirring, and as soon as the wind blows through this hole, it makes a whining sound, and the edge of the wound trembles slightly in the wind.

Yang Zhao took two steps forward, glanced over there and quickly looked away.

Sure enough, the wound could see the bright red internal organs that were wriggling inside Lu Sheng's body.

The people sitting in the hall looked at Luan Chuanxiong's appearance and couldn't help but whisper a few words.

However, the cultivators were well-informed, and they discussed a sentence or two, and then changed the topic to another place.

It seems that such a medical miracle standing in front of the public is not something worth paying attention to.

Yang Zhao poured himself a glass of cold water: "You are looking for me to heal your injuries?" ”

"That's right or not, I really want to buy a dragon gun from you, it's not fake, but it's also true to heal injuries."

He saw Yang Zhao's dodgy eyes, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"My injury can't be treated by ordinary doctors, and the elders in the family want to invite Luan Chuanxiong's seniors to come for me to heal, but who Luan Chuanxiong has something to do, and this busy has been busy for nearly two months."

Yang Zhao's eyes looked away, and he couldn't help but touch his nose when he heard this.

In the past two months, Luan Chuanxiong has been forcing her, how can she have the spirit to care about others?

Yang Zhao: "Then you met you on the island, you just go over and ask for it, why do you have to trouble me?" ”

Luan Chuanxiong slowly wrapped himself in bandages.

"Because I can't get into the bodies of the three of their predecessors, basically I see that as soon as they want to come over, the three of them are gone, and I see them back like this, no matter how stupid my brain is, I know that he doesn't want to see me."

Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows: "So you took a curve to save the country?" ”

"Curves save the country?"

Lu Sheng slowly smacked the four words in his mouth.

"That's really what it means, I don't know if Yang Daoyou can help me, as long as you help me, I can let you buy a Tu Yuan flower, you must know that this thing has a price, even if you have silver in your hand, you can't buy it."

Yang Zhao only believed half of this, as we all know, the reason why most things are priceless is because of the lack of silver.

Having money makes grinding ghosts more than just a joke.

"You're looking for the wrong person here." Yang Zhao took a sip of tea and suppressed the nausea in his throat.

"I'm just a patient of Luan Chuanxiong's predecessors, I can't make decisions for him, and I can't introduce you to him, but ten taels of silver is a fidelity news, do you want to listen to it?"

Lu Sheng slowly put on his clothes: "What news can be worth ten taels of silver?" ”

Yang Zhao: "In two days, Luan Chuanxiong's seniors will enter the Heavenly Tomb with me." ”

Lu Sheng's clothed hand paused, and then out of nowhere he took out a silver ingot and put it in front of Yang Zhao's table.

"Okay, I've bought the news."

As he spoke, he put on his clothes and put on a crane coat, and exhaled softly.

"Little second brother checkout."

"Alright!"

When he returned to the small courtyard, Yang Zhao honestly waited for Shen Ruoyu and the three of them to come back from fishing.

When he saw someone, Yang Zhao first told Luan Chuanxiong about Lu Sheng.

In any case, this matter must be communicated to the person concerned.

"Oh, I'm a little impressed when you say that."

Luan Chuanxiong rubbed the fishing rod in his hand and said, "But he is not a good boy, and the injuries on his body are not so serious that I have to do it, this matter, let it go for a while, you don't have to worry about it." ”

"What you have to do now is to stabilize your mind and fully prepare for Yudan."

Next, Yang Zhao went to the ring for another three days.

On the first day, many people in the tower congratulated Yang Zhao on winning a game yesterday, and Yang Zhao accepted all the orders with a smile.

She understood that the reason why this was the case was because basically all the monks regarded her victory as an accident.

After all, Yang Zhao has won all the champions in the tower for most of the month, except for yesterday.

But the probability of 1 in 400 is too small, it is more like an accident.

Losing to Yang Zhao was purely unlucky.

Everyone knows and admits that Yang Zhao has made rapid progress these days, and it is becoming more and more difficult to fight with her in the ring.

But everyone thinks that Yang Zhao's progress will not pose a threat to him, at least he will not win himself.

She only played thirteen rounds, and won another game in the fifth game, which can be regarded as a stabbing of the hornet's nest.

From then on, everyone began to be right, and Yang Zhao was ruthless.

In just two games, she was stabbed in the shoulder with a hole in the eye.

"God watched me laugh at the big hole on Lu Sheng's body, so give me a taste."

Don't blame those champions for being ruthless, it's really embarrassing to lose to Yang Zhao.

For example, the first one yesterday, even if he behaved very gracefully when he lost, it couldn't erase the fact that he lost to Yang Zhao, a figure at the bottom of the Tower of Babel.

Now the champion is gone, and I don't know where the cat has gone.

And the second one who lost to Yang Zhao had already blushed and hid out of the tower.

No one wants to be the laughing stock of others.

The whole Tianfu is too small, just a few hundred people, there are relatively few cultural and entertainment activities, a joke can be spread for half a year, and a shame is a shame for the whole city.

Unless you don't see anyone, anyone knows about your disgrace.

The next day, under eleven battles, Yang Zhao met two Yu clans and won four games.

On the third day, four more of the ten contests were won.

After three days, Yang Zhao's self-confidence soared, even if the injuries on his body were much heavier than before, they couldn't stop his flying mood.

In the next two days, Yang Zhao followed Shen Ruoyu and began to go fishing to cultivate his self-cultivation.

On the sixth day, Yang Zhao, accompanied by Shen Ruoyu, Luan Chuanxiong and Feng, began to go to the legendary Heavenly Tomb.

I'm sorry, I slept yesterday and didn't care about it in the morning, so I forgot to update sorry sorry sorry