By the time Cao Xiang walked into the courtyard, the melee had already ended, and there were small pits formed by stumps, broken legs and blood everywhere.

Only Dong Yan and the dozens of oily-haired and powdery teenagers were left, and they were already frightened at this moment, curled up in a ball, where did they dare to squeak!

Huo Quai's face was covered with blood, carrying a horse lance, stepping on the bloody mud, poking those who were not dead to death one by one, giving them a good time, and killing the little demon king alive.

Dozens of old killers in the Pingyang Hou Mansion were also bloody, standing neatly under a wall of loess rammed, arching their hands to Cao Xiang.

Yang Chuan squatted beside his father, used a strange black stone to 'suck' out the seven or eight poisonous needles on the Hun man's leg, and put his mouth against the wound, smacking out the dirty blood inside.

"Bring a bucket of raw pulp water."

"Cao Xiang, chew the freshly dug dandelion and apply it to the wound."

"You, go to my room and bring that buckskin bag."

Tangyi's father has been poisoned for a long time, and after a desperate fight, it should have reached the juncture of poison gas, and the whole person fell to the ground softly, and his face was covered with a layer of green light.

A disheveled little chef quickly brought Yang Chuan's deerskin bag and poured dozens of herbs from it, all of which Yang Chuan had slowly collected over the years.

"Look, this herb is called licorice, and it can almost cure all kinds of poisons," Yang Chuan picked out a packet of licorice and grabbed a handful of it for the little cook, "Quickly go and boil a clay pot of licorice soup." ”

In fact, he still hasn't said a word, this licorice is known as 'medicine Chinese old', it is said to be able to cure 72 kinds of milky stone poisons, solve 1,200 kinds of herb poisons, and reconcile all kinds of medicines, even Zhang Zhongjing is full of praise for it.

Yang Chuan personally poured five or six scoops of raw syrup water on his father, and when he saw this Hun vomiting out several large pools of yellow water, he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and chewed a piece of licorice in his mouth: "Sister Leopard, let him crawl over." ”

As he spoke, he deliberately walked twenty or thirty steps behind a wooden building, avoiding the ears and eyes of those pink-headed young men, and then stopped.

Dong Yan, who was locked by Sister Leopard, was already half scared to death, and poured feces and urine into the crotch of his pants, at this moment, Sister Leopard slowly let go of his bloody mouth, and he could really only 'crawl' over......

"Little thief Yang Chuan, you provoked a noble person who shouldn't be provoked."

Dong Yan is also a bachelor, and seeing that things have come to such a point, he simply gritted his teeth and cursed: "You killed the eldest princess's subordinates and servants, Yang Chuan thief, you are doomed to die this time!" ”

"Don't think that with the support of Huo Qubing and Cao Xiang, you can do whatever you want, in Chang'an City, how can there be a foothold for pickled and cheap goods like you? Hahaha, just wait to be divided by five cows and chopped into a puddle of rotten meat to feed the dogs! ”

Yang Chuan squatted down expressionlessly, grabbed Dong Yan's bun with his hand, straightened the pink, greasy, and white pretty face, and let him face himself: "You are Dong Yan?" ”

"Yangchuan thief ......"

Dong Yan was just about to spit out, but Yang Chuan grabbed the very handsome pink face, and slammed it on the ground seven or eight times, and said casually: "Really? You have a very thick face, tell me, how many layers of lard are smeared on it?

Tsk, look at this rouge gouache, it's half an inch thick, why do you think you're so disgusting? ”

Dong Yan's face was covered with blood, and he wanted to curse several times, but Yang Chuan was too ruthless, and in a blink of an eye, he made his mouth and nose bleed, and almost half of Bai Sensen's teeth were knocked out.

"Little thief Yang Chuan, you are so ...... Chua! ”

As soon as Dong Yan scolded, he was smashed by Yang Chuanzhao and knocked out a few teeth.

"The name of this son, is also what you can call this pickled goods?" Yang Chuan stood up, moved his muscles and bones, and beckoned to Huo Quzhi and Cao Xiang: "Come here, I have a few words to say." ”

The two walked over and looked at Yang Chuan, who was covered in blood, and didn't know what to say.

Especially Huo Quzhi, he actually lowered his head with some guilt, and said angrily: "Yang Chuan, I, Huo Quzhi, am not that kind of person. ”

Yang Chuan's cold face finally slowly showed a smile, reached out and patted Cao Xiang's shoulder, grabbed it a few times, and wiped off the blood stains on his hands: "You two remember for me, in the future, if something happens to the two of you, Yang Chuan is duty-bound, and he will poke him directly with a knife."

I hope you do the same. ”

Huo Quzhi nodded fiercely: "Okay, if someone bullies you again, I'll kill him!" ”

Cao Xiang stopped talking and said with a wry smile: "It's no problem for the three of us to help each other, who calls us brothers, the problem is ...... Today, we killed hundreds of people who killed the eldest princess, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out of it. ”

Yang Chuan sneered: "Let's not play conspiracy, ask if you're afraid!" ”

As he spoke, he took out two thin rolls of sheepskin from his arms and threw them to Dong Yan casually: "Take it, let the little fresh meat you bring memorize the above words, otherwise, cut each of them in the crotch of their pants."

Tell them that whoever will carry it first will go home first, and if they can't carry a stick of incense, they will die! ”

After all, the situation is stronger than people, even if Dong Yan was already angry in his heart, he could only take the sheepskin with a depressed face and walk towards the group of oil-headed students.

Yang Chuan suddenly said: "Cao Xiang, let your people retreat, don't summon, don't step into the courtyard for half a step!" ”

Cao Xiang was slightly stunned, waved his hand, and sent the dozens of dead soldiers out of the door.

After Yang Chuan finished speaking coldly, he stepped aside and instructed a few little cooks to boil water, planning to take a hot bath and change into clean clothes first.

So, in the middle of a large pool of corpses and bloodstains, Dong Yan and the group of oily-haired and powdery teenagers began to recite on Douyin: "Three hundred catties of alfalfa, with twelve catties of soybean flour, eight catties of wheat bran, four catties of barley, two catties of salt, one catty of four taels of chicken, duck, fish, goose bone meal......"

only memorized it once, and Cao Xiang was still confused.

Huo Quzhi was stunned, he turned his head suddenly, and looked at Yang Chuan with a shocked face: "This ...... What does that mean? ”

"Dong Yan is teaching them the truth of being a human being," Yang Chuan said casually, "Huo Quai, you said that you are also a standing pee, why is there so much nonsense!" ”

Huo Qu was sick for a while, and his black face turned red.

What Yang Chuan asked these people to recite was not the 'War Horse Feed Formula' that he, Yang Chuan, and Cui Jiu worked out day and night? Leaking out so generously?

You know, this is a great disaster......