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"I'm really not poisoned? You can take a closer look at me, will there be something lurking in the blood veins and tendons, such as what Gu, what kind of slow poison that turns people into a puddle of pus, making life worse than death?"

Huyan Hongda sat on the special Taishi chair, his bare upper body revealing his fat flesh, staring at a pair of round eyes like copper bells, spitting out a wide and fat dark red tongue, staring closely at the old military doctor in front of him. ◎ Smart kids remember super fast hand play update  ◎

The old military doctor sighed, reached out to probe Yan Hongda's vein, opened his eyelids and carefully looked at the bloodshot inside, pulled down the tongue the size of his palm, and leaned in to smell it, and finally lifted his fat chin, and looked closer at a small needle hole in his throat.

This is a needle eye about the size of a pore, almost invisible to the naked eye, if it weren't for the slightest trace of blood oozing out, it would have been completely submerged by the fat on the neck of the big boss. The old medic's thin fingers poked a few times on the fat around the eye of the needle, like a skilled chef testing the soft and hard tendons of the meat, and then squeezed the two fingers, and immediately a drop of blood oozed out of the needle hole, and the old medic picked the blood on his finger and then sent it into his mouth.

Like a drunkard tasting a rare good wine, the old military doctor closed his eyes and smacked his lips, and was silent for a while before he opened his eyes and said, "Your Excellency is indeed not poisoned." The wound is just a kind of anesthetic, although the configuration is quite exquisite, but after all, the medicine is insufficient, at most it only makes you unable to speak for a day and a half, and your mind is dizzy and confused. Now, a few days later, the body of an adult should have dissolved all the medicinal power a long time ago. Adults don't need to be careful. ”

Hearing this, Huyan Hongda's tense strength softened, and all the fat on his body that had been lifted drooped down, shaking a wave of flesh on his body. He let out a long breath like a cow, and then he sat up straight again as if he suddenly remembered something, pointed to a scarred blood mark on his chest, and asked, "Then what about this sword wound? What is the key thing that hurts the heart and the like? Will there be hidden dangers in the future?"

The old medic didn't even have to go up to see it. He just squinted, turned to look at Huyan Hongda's back, and then shook his head and said, "My lord, has someone sneak attack?" This sword was pierced from behind. It's just that the adult's body is wide and fat, and the person is not too accurate to stab, and he seems to be distracted when he stabs in. The sword is slightly crooked, only from the heart and viscera, although there are some abrasions to the lungs, but the adult body is strong, a little will be fine for a while. ”

Huyan Hongda breathed a sigh of relief again, then waved his hand and signaled to his subordinates on the side: "Take fifty taels of gold to send to the doctor." ”

His subordinates gave him five small gold cakes, and the old military doctor was not polite, took them into his arms, arched his hand to Huyan Hongda and turned around and walked out.

After years of war. In Yongji Prefecture, whether it is a medicine doctor, a witch doctor, or even a Gu doctor, the best doctors and doctors are in the army. The military doctors here may not be the most skilled, but they must be the most experienced. For hundreds of years, the two armies fought against each other, and the sneak attacks when they confronted each other. Poisoning, witchcraft, and so on are all used to the extreme, and the military doctors in the army have seen almost all the injuries and treated them, poison, and Gu. Witchcraft and so on are also involved, and it is said that even the disciples of the Medicine King Valley have set these two states as a must-pass place. And just now, the old military doctor is over the age of six, and he is also quite famous in the Jizhou army, so he said that there is no poisoning, then there must be no poisoning.

Even if it was the poison of the Tang family in Shuzhou, it was the same.

The Tang family in Shuzhou actually dared to use the name of the Tang family in Shuzhou to scare me? That stinky boy with a sword!

Grabbing the fat on his chest, Huyan Hongda saw the figure of the thin, handsome, mysterious and unpredictable young swordsman like a demon spirit. The anger in his chest and the lust in his lower abdomen were intertwined and rushed upward, and in just a few blinks of an eye, his throat was dry and his head was dizzy, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his fat and dry lips, and swallow his mouth full of foamy saliva.

With a sword? Hmph, with a sword? that kid with a sword!

Huyan Hongda has always looked down on swords, and he also looks down on those southerners who like to use swords. What do you say about the gentleman in the army, it seems that taking such a thin piece of iron can really emit green smoke from the buttocks, and it can really have a lot of charm and a master's temperament, it is just a thing used to decorate in ancient times. The real weapon must be like his own double knife and the iron rod of the second child, big enough, thick enough, hard enough, heavy enough, fierce enough, enough for men to use! What is that kind of light and fluttering thing used to pretend to be a master to deceive those heroes and women?

Of course, he doesn't just think this way, just out of his own hobby. In fact, no one in the horse thieves used a sword at all, nor did the Sidi people, nor did they have the Red Leaf Army, and even if there were, it was the kind of two-handed giant sword that weighed at least ten or twenty pounds and was also thick enough to be big enough and heavy. On the battle array, those who dare to use that kind of light and slender things, no matter how high their kung fu and exquisite moves are, they are looking for death. Even if the blade is sharp, just rely on the thin sword body to go to the thick back knife and the axe to go hard? Really when your long sword is made of iron, everything else is made of bean dregs? Do you really think that human bones are not much harder than noodles? Even if you have light and agile swordsmanship, it is so thin, and the battlefield is full of men who can pounce on you and bite you when you poke ten transparent holes. Only a real murder weapon like oneself that is big, thick and heavy enough is a real weapon that flies sideways when it is cut up, a brain bursts when it is smashed, and a hole that can even be pierced through by an arm, this is a real weapon!

Huyan Hongda has never said these words to others, he will not say them, he is too lazy to say them, he will do them. What he likes most is to run into some opponents with swords, and use these two real weapons in his hands to chop off the pieces of iron in the hands of these sissies, shatter them, and fly around with the blood and limbs of the brains, internal organs, and limbs, which is enough to be happy!

So when he faced the boy who used the sword, he was really confident and happy. He simply can't wait to let this good-looking and very appetizing young man experience with his body what a real man is and what is a real murder weapon!

At that time, as soon as they fought, it was exactly as he expected. The young man's sword blade didn't dare to intersect his long knife head-on, at most he could only gently carry it to the side, unload the force at a small angle, borrow the force, and then dodge, the thin sword body bent around under the force, and it could break with a little force. So he was even happier. It's even harder.

But after this situation lasted for a while, he realized that something was wrong. No matter how hard he tried, the thin blade of the sword was constantly bent back and forth. The boy always gets the force off his back, and he borrows the force to draw his blade away a little. Divert his strength a little, at most he can only wipe the other party's clothes, but he always misses.

It turns out that this is how the sword is used? Huyan Hongda vaguely understood in his heart. Because it is thin and soft, it can be used more flexibly and can be combined with the strength of the body. Maybe it's really not possible to use this thing on top of the battle array, but in such a one-on-one situation, a real sword master turns out to be so difficult to deal with.

But so what? There are more than a hundred men around here, just say hello and say hello with crossbow arrows. Thinking of this, the move in Huyan Hongda's hand slowed slightly. But that's just the time. The tail finger of the young man's sword-holding hand flicked slightly, and a bit of crystal light flew out, like a small insect with only life and spirituality, through the flying sword light and sword shadow fell on Huyan Hongda's Adam's apple, and then a strange stiff feeling spread on his Adam's apple.

What the hell? Huyan Hongda opened his mouth and asked. But he was surprised to find that he couldn't make a sound at all.

"This needle is called Xiaochun, and the method of shooting is called fog and rain, and together it is called Xiaochun fog and rain. I'm sorry, my technique is not good, I have neglected to practice in the past few years, otherwise you would not have found out at all. The young man, who had been under his knife and seemed to be encouraged to support, saw the surprise and confusion on his face. Suddenly he spoke out to explain to him, the voice was very low, but he could hear it clearly in the fierce sword wind, but others must not hear it.

"Isn't your throat a little stiff? Is it that you can't make a sound? At first, this stiffness will slowly spread, and it will spread to the whole body in about half a day, and then your body will slowly melt. Starting from the feet, unconsciously, slowly, little by little, you will melt upwards, and until your head melts, you are alive, and your skin will not be broken, and the whole person is like a skin bag filled with water. It's fun to melt the dead people like this, right? It's like ice in the early spring season, so this needle is called Xiaochun. ”

The young man's voice was still very soft, but it was more deafening than the thunder in Huyan Hongda's ears. At this time, he began to realize that this young man had been supporting him not reluctantly, but just pretending to make others look reluctant, and even he himself had never noticed it. But how could a really reluctant person say such a relaxed thing in such a relaxed tone and voice? The wounds that had been stabbed by the other horse thieves before were actually just flesh wounds that didn't matter at all.

"How's it going? Isn't it good? Our Tangjiabao secret weapon usually has a very nice and poetic name. I think our old lady must have been a woman with a lot of stories when she was young. Alas, by the way, do you know Tangjiabao? Tangjiabao in Shuzhou. Although you generally eat in the bitter cold border of Jizhou, you should have heard of it. ”

The boy continued to whisper, as if he was chatting casually with a very affectionate old friend, although he was far shorter than Huyan Hongda, but when he said the words 'Tangjiabao', he used a kind of overlooking vision, as if he was not looking at people, but sheep, pigs, and even insects and other low-level animals that could be slaughtered at any time.

Also, he's laughing. A very sharp and sharp smile, and the luster in his eyes was not only condescending and bantering, but also a kind of gloomy excitement.

This kind of excited look is familiar to Huyan Hongda, whenever the third master catches the female captive he likes and is about to take it to enjoy slowly, it will appear in his eyes, but in fact, the work of the third master has already shrunk into a small crumpled jerky because of the practice of voodoo. It's just a kind of excitement about having no real meaning.

Sure enough, the young swordsman's voice faintly brought out some strange feelings, although the tone of the voice was completely different, the smell in it was exactly the same as when the three masters spoke to those female captives: "Don't stop." You don't have to be too afraid, there is an antidote to this needle, and the antidote is with me. I just want to have fun with you and talk to you right now, and it's been a long time since I've spoken properly to anyone. As long as you knock down my sword, or break it. I'll give you the antidote, or kill me, and the antidote is in that little blue bottle around my waist. ”

"Don't think about asking my men to help, as long as I think, I have ten ways to get your poison to kick in immediately, and there is no solution. Don't worry, the people of Tangjiabao must be counted when they speak. If you say that they will give you an antidote, they will definitely give you an antidote, saying that there are ten ways. There won't be just nine. ”

The paralyzing sensation that gradually spread gradually spread to his head and face, and the big boss could only pour all his fear and anger into the double knives in his hands and slashed like crazy. In the eyes of others at the time, the horse thief master was too focused and engaged in the young swordsman in front of him. But they don't understand that he is actually just desperately trying to save his own life.

Later, the blood cow that suddenly came out, and the rumors of the rebellion of the three masters and the four masters, of course, also saw and heard them, but his mind full of anger and fear no longer had any extra thoughts to pay attention to, so he could only keep chopping, chopping, chopping, chopping

Of course, the young swordsman also saw these surprises that seemed to be somewhat unexpected, and it was not until the strange girl suddenly appeared and knocked down all the horse thieves with a strange spell clone that the young man's face and eyes completely froze.

Although in a state of semi-madness. The big boss can still distinguish the meaning in the young man's eyes, which is a kind of look at the dead.

Death will also hold you and die together!

The great master turned all his fear and anger into strength, and suddenly dropped his twin swords and threw himself at the young swordsman with open hands. But it's a pity that the fight is not real, how angry you are, how hard you try, it will definitely work, the boy just dodged with a slight dodge, and then the vest stabbed. He saw the tip of a sword with blood coming out of his heart. Fear drained all his remaining strength and sensations, and he collapsed to the ground like a dead pig hollowed out.

It wasn't until an escaped lame horse thief tripped over him and fell on top of him that the big boss woke up and realized that he was not dead. But even then he did not dare to open his eyes, and let the lame man use him as a cushion. I also sat on him and took a few breaths. Listening to the screams and wails of his subordinates around him, he fled one after another until the surroundings were completely quiet, he dared to open his eyes slowly, checked the sword wound on his chest, felt the numbness that no longer continued to spread in his throat, and took advantage of the fact that the sky was already dark, picked up his double knives and ran.

On the way to escape, the stiffness and numbness in the middle needle in the throat did not spread to the whole body as the young man said, and the symptoms such as melting were nowhere to be seen, and the big boss had a faint feeling in his heart. It wasn't until he came back that he invited a military doctor to investigate, and sure enough, he didn't get hit by the deadly Tang Sect poison at all. He was lied to, he was played.

As soon as he thought of the appearance of the young swordsman, the overlooking eyes, and the teasing tone, the big boss felt that the fire in his heart and the fire in his lower body were all exuberant to the extreme. He swore that he would capture this kid alive, capture him, and return the teasing and humiliation he had suffered before, hundreds of times more than a thousand times with interest!

After a little imagination, the big boss suddenly felt not only the fire in his chest and abdomen, but also more itchy and panicked, the kind of itch that came out of the deepest part of his heart, he couldn't catch it, he couldn't scratch it, he could only rely on thinking, and the more he thought about it, the more he itched, the more he thought about it.

The fingers that grabbed the fat on his chest inadvertently tossed the already hard nipples, and suddenly a burst of electric shock-like itching and the itching in his heart complemented each other together, and the big boss shivered, and the fat all over his body shook like a wave of water, and the dark red tongue licked twice in the air like a hungry madness.

No! It's so itchy! I'm so thirsty! I have to get that kid here to quench my thirst!

The big boss gasped a few times and looked left and right, as if looking for something that could be temporarily relieved. The faces of the two subordinates next to him were already green, and they were almost about to turn their heads and run, but fortunately, the big boss didn't look down on them at all now, so he just waved his big slap and shouted: "Bring me clothes, prepare the horse!" Then you two go to the drunken red mansion in the city first to inform you, saying that Lao Tzu will go immediately, let Xiaoxiang and Xiaoliao wash me and wait!"

The two men ran away like frightened rabbits. Huyan Hongda got dressed and walked out of the tent.

Beyond the tents, there are more and bigger tents. Flags were unfurled, and groups of soldiers were walking around.

"Your Excellency. Outside the tent, two soldiers saluted Huyan Hongda who came out.

"Hmm. The big boss nodded, and his fat face no longer had the scoundrel and hideousness of mountain bandits and horse thieves, and there was a little more serious and murderous atmosphere.

No, not the big boss. At least not here. Although Huyan Hongda is still Huyan Hongda, he is still the fat bandit leader who commands hundreds of horse thieves, but here, he has a completely different identity, he is also the Huyan General of the Eighth Battalion of the Left Wing of the Jizhou White Tiger Army.

"Go and call me the captain of the 7th Battalion Scout Cavalry and say I have something to ask him for. "General Huyan ordered. The sergeant at the door was immediately ordered to run.

The identity of this general is not easy to come by, and the big boss has always been very careful, trying not to interfere with each other in 'official affairs' and 'private affairs', and the well water does not interfere with the river water. But he couldn't care about it now, because he couldn't help it. He was so thirsty, too hungry, too itchy. (To be continued......)

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