Bai Lang is miserable, the golden bell jar is broken, and it is estimated that there are about seventeen or eighteen bones broken on the body, but as soon as the luck goes, the body turns out to break twenty-seven or eight bones, even if there are no broken bones, there are bone cracks. And the meridians were also broken and broken, and the flesh and skin injuries were really going to be completely broken this time.

For this kind of bastard master who doesn't say a word and first beats the so-called apprentice like this, and is called a bastard master who helps him grow his kung fu, Bai Lang has a sentence to say, "I wish you continue to be caught by the Buddha and go to the bitter kiln!" This baboon monster has been in and out of the temple many times, which is an obvious fact in Bai Lang's opinion, and this face looks like a person who has been in prison for half his life.

After giving his master a blessing, Bai Lang endured the intense stinging pain and began to inhale, and he wanted to use his internal force. The first thing is to open up the broken meridians, then use the true qi to urge the muscles to reduce swelling and stasis, and finally forcibly correct the bones so that they can't move - if he is optimistic, he will be able to regain his mobility in about half an hour at most.

After that, he applied ointment, but unfortunately he really didn't have any good medicine to treat broken bones and bruises, and he didn't remember any prescriptions, so he could only rely on his innate true qi to forcibly stimulate the growth of bones every day. "Alas, I'm afraid that I won't be able to use force for about two months" It's okay to cut people, but I'm afraid it won't be possible to be caught in battle as unscrupulously as in the past.

I hope that he will be safe and sound for two months and wait for his injuries to recover, and it just so happens that these two months can be used to train those county soldiers. In two months, these county soldiers should have some small successes, and they can practice the martial arts of those long and short soldiers sorted out by Bai Lang. This can also be regarded as Bai Lang's work of refining the essence, the kung fu on the battle array is simple and simple, if you can kill with a knife and a shot, don't get hurt, don't play any tricks, and the defense is handed over to the heavy armor on the body, don't learn what to dodge

Hundreds of people in the battle formation are like one person, stabbing and stabbing indiscriminately, and whoever wants to play tricks in it - then he will trap a group of his comrades to death. It's not like Bai Lang, a peerless fierce general wearing heavy armor and holding a big sword, so obediently go and practice the spear technique, sword and shield technique.

Bai Lang had already given his two divination halberds to the two team members of the county soldiers, and the two boys knelt on the ground at that time and burst into tears. It is a great compliment to receive weapons from the patriarch, especially from such a fierce general. Bai Lang felt that if he asked these two boys to die, it was estimated that they would not hesitate.

Bai Langxin's toy is the "bone" he asked the blacksmith in the army to create, and he made the blacksmith hit a terrible-looking head - a thick metal sleeve with a hollow hole as thick as a duck's egg inside, which is used to set the barrel of the gun, the metal sleeve is about the length of a forearm, and the outside is made of metal four-edged thorns, and there are always thumb-length points. The head of the metal sleeve is a one-foot-long spear blade, with two sides of the blade and a ridge in the middle.

This thing is quite heavy, so the pole used is also replaced by the pole of the horse lance, and the thickness of the duck egg is wrapped around the iron sheet, just looking at the appearance is a first-class murder weapon. "Hmph, including the handle of the gun, it weighs eighty-four pounds, this is the real rubbing and dying. Bai Lang looked at the drawings drawn at the time, and he was also thinking about the kind of red and white beauty that this thing smashed the human braincase and half of the body

The cross-section of the pole of this horse lance is not round, but in order to be able to grasp the tendon of the knife and thus make an oval cross-section, the whole murder weapon is one zhang long, to be able to wield this thing must be ten thousand catties of divine power. It's a pity that it is created now, and Bai Lang is afraid that it will not be able to be used, and it will not be able to be used before the injury is healed.

Bai Lang still has to hide his injuries, he can trust Wei Zhenzhen, he can trust Shang Xiuxun, but he definitely doesn't trust Li Xiuning and Bai Qing'er. When he thought of this, Bai Lang had almost opened up the meridians all over his body, and the pain made him sweat a lot.

When the plague-stricken thief and military master came, the divine and demonic power seemed to have another goodness, at least he was lying on the ground until no one came to see - according to normal times, he should have been discovered by a spy maid like Bai Qing'er who dared to approach him. Now that the meridians have been opened, Bai Lang continued to grit his teeth and urge the internal force, forcibly correcting his broken bones, and contracting his muscles to hold them firmly.

In this process, this guy can't help but snort, and if he fixes it like this, many of his movements will actually become very clumsy, but at least he can recover a lot of combat effectiveness. Whether it's the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist or the Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Practicing the Golden Bell Jar, it's just a recast - that's right, even the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist is like this.

The black wind that struck him a thousand times in an instant also brought a little benefit - when Bai Lang was now running his True Qi, he found that there was a domineering and unruly "Qi" in his body that was constantly running and stimulating his body, making the pain this guy feel far more than the normal pain of this kind of injury. "No wonder Lao Tzu is in pain like this, his eyes are black! The sweat that flows from under his body is about to become a quagmire, okay! Damn, if you continue like this, sooner or later you will die of dehydration! Bastard!"

Isn't this just a bastard, it's just a matter of accepting someone as an apprentice, Bai Lang feels that he can be regarded as holding his thigh hair, but what do you mean by the fucking statement that you have enemies all over the world? It means that others will come to Bai Lang for revenge with such a little trick? This is also normal, if there is something to do, the disciple will do his best

Moreover, Bai Lang gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain of blackening in front of him to straighten the broken bones, and at the same time ran the internal force to reduce swelling and stasis and strive to behave normally when he went out, "What the hell is that so-called friend and enemy? It's either a friend or an enemy, not to mention that the second middle school is also a friend or a friend, and the best friend is an enemy or something like that!" Bai Lang sighed, if that person really came, Bai Lang felt that he could probably recognize it-what kind of character could he be with that baboon and be an enemy and an enemy? Isn't it just a good monk!

Bai Lang thought about the so-called good monk, and made himself laugh for a while, and found that it was more normal to take a self-portrait in the water, so this person shouted, "Boil water!

He tried his best to play a normal person, trying not to let those women see it—mainly not to let Wei Zhenzhen see it. Bai Qing'er doesn't have many opportunities to come into contact with him, Shang Xiuxun is a guest is generally not common, and Li Xiuning lives in a post station is even rarer, so as long as he hides it from Wei Zhenzhen. This woman is relatively simple or scheming, and if she finds out, it will become a well-known secret in three days.

Bai Lang maintained his normal activities with great perseverance, and he even had to control his pores so as not to ooze beads of sweat the size of beans, "I didn't expect it to be so fucking painful!" Bai Lang cursed secretly, that is, he knew that once he healed, the dissipated black qi would make his strength go to a higher level, and Bai Lang also had to scold a few words.

And what got Bai Lang into trouble is about to happen again

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