"Song Ming? Your own brother. ”

Peng Yang looked at Song Xun unexpectedly, only to find that the other party's inquiring eyes were withdrawn from Song Ming.

Between these two people, why do you feel that the atmosphere is a little strange?

Without waiting for Peng Yang to think about it, Song Xun sneered: "There are many surnames in the world, not to mention, the surname is only, you can have a surname, I can also have a surname." ”

This sounded like there was no problem at all on the surface, but Peng Yang glanced at Song Xun and felt that he seemed to have something to say.

Is this Song Ming a pseudonym?

"Someone, this Doctor Song, isn't he going to see my great beauty, let him understand the rules of our Flying Lion Village."

As soon as he finished speaking, a circle of people immediately surrounded Song Ming, all of whom were violent: "Yes!" ”

Immediately afterwards, a big stick the thickness of a man's arm immediately hit Song Ming's leg!

When he entered, everyone could see that he had injured his left leg and was still limping when he walked.

And now a stick knocked down, which caught him off guard at all, and his right knee knelt hard to the ground, and the person snorted unexpectedly.

Even Song Xun didn't expect Peng Yang to be this way.

What do you mean, beat someone and then save his big beauty?

Peng Yang smiled cruelly, walked forward and stepped on Song Ming's leg hard, and the click of bones almost reached the ears of everyone present.

If you go down this time, your leg will be crippled if not crippled.

"I'm sorry, brother, my beauty is really important to me, I'm afraid that you are not the one who came to save people, but want to take my beauty away, so I have to ensure that you can't go."

"Don't worry, as long as you cure my people, the reward will naturally be indispensable, and your leg, the Flying Lion Village will definitely raise you and send it back, you can take care of it."

After speaking, he also patted Song Ming's shoulder very righteously.

Song Ming, on the other hand, raised his head and looked at him with dark eyes.

Peng Yang's heart trembled, this person's eyes, if he weren't so downbeat, even he would be bluffed.

"Hell." Peng Yang scolded angrily, and then turned around: "Take him to the old age. In the ovary! ”

Qingjiujiu has always been placed in his room, and the brothers below can only look at him.

Now that I have the opportunity to meet, everyone is eager to go up.

Fighting for three and four places to carry Song Ming.

Song Xun was naturally also full of interest: "Brother Peng, I'm here, let's take a look at your beauty, right?" ”

"Aren't you afraid to be interested in women?"

Song Xun followed behind with his hands behind his back: "It's one thing not to be interested, but today's show is really interesting, isn't it, I'll go and join in the fun, and I will definitely not disturb Brother Peng's good deeds." ”

Peng Yang is indispensable, anyway, he can still trust Song Xun's background.

The group walked back in a mighty way.

The moment he pushed the door open, Qingjiujiu had just swallowed the fruit into his throat.

She couldn't move her feet, and it took a lot of effort for the boss to find a rope and tie a dart to the other end, and tie the wild fruit and drag it over.

Anyway, it appeased the Five Organs Temple.

Otherwise, if she pretends to be in front of Peng Yang, her stomach screams, and she will really die.

But why are there so many people coming over this time?

Sounds like a dozen pairs of feet.

...... Why is there another one who seems to have been dragged on the ground??

Before Qingjiujiu could listen carefully, the door had already been pushed open.

Peng Yang led the people swaggering in, and Song Ming was thrown to the ground.

The wound on his leg was real, and it seemed that there were other injuries on his body, and there was a lot of cold sweat on his head when he was dragged over.

Even when he was thrown on the ground, he touched the wound and a muffled snort escaped from his throat.

This sound made Qingjiujiu close his eyes tightly, and he couldn't help but tighten his heart.

How.... Somewhat familiar?

Song Xun leaned against the door, uninhibited, standing there with his hands folded and his back to everyone, so his eyes flashed unabashedly.

In the end, it fell on the body of Qingjiujiu.

"Go and cure it." Peng Yang kicked Song Ming: "Big brother, don't you really waste it, right?" ”

I heard it right, there was a man who was dragged in, and this person was the man who fell to the ground.

Qingjiujiu spread his breath evenly, and felt two lines of sight fall on his face.

She couldn't see it, and guessed that one belonged to the man on the ground, but what about the other?

Who are the two people who don't belong to this Flying Lion Village?

Before she could figure it out, someone touched her hand.

Just like this, the hairs on Qingjiujiu's body almost stood up.

This creepy familiarity she had experienced more than once.

The man's palm was thick and warm, and when he held her, he always carried an imperiousness that could not be refused.

Even after four years, such a sudden touch still made Qingjiujiu can't help but cry out subconsciously.

Season, time, feast!

How could he be in the Flying Lion Village?!

When he jumped down the river that day, he was obviously still fighting with the killer.

In her cognition, the lives of her and Yun Lang would never let Ji Shiyan give up her life to save her.

She would never believe that Ji Shiyan jumped into the river in order to save her.

The river was choppy, and if you jumped down, half of your life would be gone.

How could a person like Ji Shiyan die for her and Yun Lang.

But he was here now, and that terrible, imprinted familiarity didn't deceive.

He took her pulse.

Cure her?

What international jokes??

There are ghosts in the season banquet medical skills.

Did this person get into the river with his brain and come to this flying lion village to pretend to be a Jianghu Langzhong? ?

Why didn't he lead his troops to level this stockade?

Could it be that something happened so that Ji Shiyan is now also restrained and unable to use troops?

When he was thinking about it, maybe Peng Yang felt that Ji Shiyan had been inconceiving for too long, and was a little impatient: "Okay?" If you don't look like you're here to deceive the old. Son, then it has to be made into jerky and fed to the dogs. ”

Jerky for dogs?

And such a good thing?

Qing Jiujiu almost wanted to blurt out the words that dragged him to feed the dogs.

But she needed to calm down now.

Although Ji Shiyan is an enemy, this Peng Yang is not a good person.

It's all half a catty or eight taels, but she really doesn't want to experience another three or five years of torture in this cottage like the palace did back then.

It's better to go crazy.

Ji Shiyan, a madman, may have come to save her.

Regardless of whether his original intention was to rescue her and lock her up again, but four years later, without the restraint of Yun Lang and Phoenix Gall, it was impossible for her to fight Ji Shiyan.

So you can stand on his side for the time being.

Just as I was thinking about it, the wound on my head was also touched.

She hurt her head, it seemed to be a stone in the water, and in any case there was some slight pain for the past two days.

But Ji Shiyan's fingertips stroked, with some gentleness.

It made the pain go away somewhat.

"The body is fine," Ji Shiyan finally spoke at this time, his voice was deep, and he deliberately lowered it: "It should be the injury on this head." ”

"Broken?" Peng Yangxin asked sincerely: "What kind of medicine do you want to use?" When can I wake up? ”

"I'll write a prescription later."

Qingjiujiu is a little bad: can you write prescriptions? You might as well pretend to be a Taoist priest who understands ghosts and gods.

And Ji Shiyan is still lame now, is he really here to save her or is he causing chaos?

How do two people run on one leg combined?

Just when she was going up and down in her heart, whether she wanted to wake up, another voice came.

"Why don't you let me come?" Song Xun stepped in: "My mother studied medicine before, and I know a little bit about it." ”

This voice I had heard in Lin Xie in the Medicine King Valley..... Song Xun?!