Fu Lingyun is the world's first-class smart person after all, at this time, after he was seriously injured, he was clear, and he noticed a chill in his body, as if something was absorbing his vitality, and then remembered the strange smell emanating from the letter he had read before, and his heart was epiphany, pointing at Liu Yu and gasping: "Yes, the letter that Han Bushou received was ...... Drugged, it must be you...... You sent it. ”

Although the medicine applied to the letter paper was not poisonous, it was able to react with the Qi in his body in some way. Because of this, he couldn't even use half of his strength today, and now his whole body is getting colder and colder.

Liu Yu barely opened his eyes, which were stabbed by the knife light, and the bleeding wound on his shoulder was slowly healing.

He was so painful that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he gasped for breath, and said, "Uncle, hand over my mother, we could have not been enemies." ”

"Hehe, uncle?" Fu Lingyun laughed inexplicably, coughing up blood, "You are from a low background, how dare you call me so, the Fu family's court is not something that a vertical like you can humiliate!"

Liu Yu didn't speak, he looked at Fu Lingyun coldly, waiting for some kind of expected result.

Fu Lingyun gradually felt numbness in his limbs, and said tremblingly: "You...... What kind of poison are you going to have?"

Liu Yu didn't speak, of course he wouldn't tell Fu Lingyun that the new medicine he had developed could slowly dissipate the Gang Qi contained in Qi, leaving behind the evil qi that likes to suck the vitality in the human body.

If Fu Lingyun continues to persevere, he is afraid that he will be completely occupied by the evil qi in his body and become a walking puppet.

Liu Yu didn't want to treat a relative who was related to him like this, but there seemed to be no better way right now.

The Tao that he and this jade master believed in was far from each other, and there was no room for reconciliation. Yu Fuzi is the guardian of the family's gate valve, and he deeply hates this argument that birth determines fate.

Princes and generals, rather have a kind!

This sentence in "Historical Records: Chen Shijia" is a roar from the bottom of the hearts of the poor when Chen Sheng and Wu Guang rebelled against the tyranny of King Qin thousands of years ago, which once deeply shocked Liu Yu's young heart and still affects his thoughts.

He knew in his heart that he and this uncle were not in the same way, and in the long run, the two could only become each other's enemies.

Liu Yu didn't want to continue to entangle with Fu Lingyun, who was still fighting with the trapped beast, in case this martial arts master still had some kind of mastery in his heart that was enough to turn the tables, then wouldn't he make a mistake and become a thousand years of hatred?

Thinking of this, he was ready to leave Fu Lingyun behind and go up the mountain to return to Qingshui Nunnery. He has always been worried in his heart that if Yu Xiaoliang, who was watching from the sidelines, decided to make a move and besieged Zhu Wen with Han Bushou, then Zhu Wen's life would be in danger.

But before he could take a few steps, he heard footsteps behind him.

Fu Lingyun slowly walked towards Liu Yu, one hand tightly choking his neck, and a snoring phlegm sound came out of his throat. He was originally a very elegant celebrity, but at the moment he looked extremely hideous.

"You don't want to leave alive!" Fu Lingyun said this, his hair was all open, and the sleeves of his robe were bulging like the wind.

His belly bulged again, and the tip of his belly protruded two feet forward, as if it were about to burst. In an instant, his belly went down again.

After consuming a large amount of pure true qi nourished by Pei Ying Gong, Fu Lingyun's body quickly regained its vitality and successfully suppressed the unscrupulous evil qi in his body in the dantian.

He raised his knife again, his abdomen high.

This time, although he had internal injuries, he was still confident that he could exert seventy percent of his strength.

I saw that the knife was vast, and the grass and trees within a radius of two miles were broken. Where the sword light passed, a barren color appeared among the savage.

Liu Yu flew out like a kite with a broken string, leaving a bright red glow of blood in the air behind him.

The morning sun rises in the east, and the blood stains he sprinkled on the ground all the way are extraordinarily gorgeous.

In the whole world, except for the famous royal road, no one dares to meet the domineering sword of Yu Fuzi.

Liu Yu was traumatized and fell heavily to the ground. He didn't care about the pain in his body, got up and strode forward along the official road. Although he is not good at light skills, at this life-and-death juncture, his body stimulates extraordinary potential, and he runs as fast as the wind.

Fu Lingyun had previously received a palm from Liu Yu and suffered a lot of internal injuries, so his pace slowed down, and he failed to catch up with Liu Yu immediately, but chased after him.

The two of them ran out of more than ten miles one after the other.

Liu Yu vomited blood as he ran, thinking in his heart that he would find an opportunity to kill Yu Fuzi, otherwise his life would be confessed in this barren mountain and wilderness today.

As he was running, he suddenly saw a carriage slowly approaching the morning sun, followed by a mighty procession. The soldiers in the ranks, all dressed in rebel uniforms, were escorting hundreds of horses and mules with heavy baggage.

The soldiers sang as they walked.

The world is the same, and all the people are the same;

Meat eaters are despicable and exploitative.

Everyone has land, and they have a place to farm;

Dignity and humility are not kept, from my heart.

Liu Yu's heart sank, and he thought: "This Fu Lingyun and the righteous army are my mortal enemies, now there is a siege in front of me, and there are chasing soldiers in the back, could it be that I really want to die here today!"

After Fu Lingyun heard the singing from the baggage team of the rebel army, the whole person was also stunned, and then became more and more fierce, and raised his knife and swooped straight behind Liu Yu.

The two ran to the carriage, and Liu Yu didn't care about face, turned around and hid behind the carriage.

The horses were frightened and neighed in a rhythmic manner. The coachman hurriedly turned his head and shouted to the team behind him, "There are assassins, come and protect the military division!"

Fu Lingyun was about to catch up with Liu Yu with a knife, when he suddenly heard a man's voice from the carriage, and first said to the coachman: "I'm fine here, order the soldiers to stop and rest, and don't move the formation casually, so as not to have a sudden attack by the enemy." Then he said to Fu Lingyun: "The famous Jade Fuzi, does he want to bully the juniors?"

Although this person's voice was not loud, and even a little gentle, it was full of sonorous power, so that Fu Lingyun couldn't help but stagnate after hearing this, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Daozhi, it's you!"

Liu Yu shouted bitterly in his heart after hearing Fu Lingyun's words, he didn't expect to meet the only two remaining of the two kings of the Double Jade today, and these two were his sworn enemies.

He led the Tang army to kill and wound tens of thousands of horses of the righteous army, and Wang Daozhi would definitely not be able to spare him. When he turned his head and was about to leave, he suddenly heard Wang Daozhi say in the carriage: "Liu Yu, little friend, don't go, I have something to ask you today." ”

Liu Yu's body trembled, and he said in his heart: "It turns out that he knows who I am." ”

He was seriously injured, and he knew that if Wang Daozhi made a move at this time, he would not be spared, so he had to stop and stop, "Okay, boy, listen to Mr. Hou's orders." ”

The curtain of the car was lifted, and an old man who was not tall stepped out of the carriage and jumped down lightly on the wheel.

The old man was thin and his hair was a little gray, but his eyes were bright but there was a spirit, he didn't ask Liu Yu first, but said to Fu Lingyun, who was standing not far away: "Mr. Fu, it's been nearly 20 years since we parted, and I don't want us to meet here." ”

Fu Lingyun's face turned pale, "Mr. Daozhi, this Liu Yu's methods are despicable, and he actually uses poison against him." This is my grudge with him, and today I must take his life, and please do not stop me. ”

Wang Daozhi smiled slightly, "As the saying goes, those who are good at their skills will die of their skills." Mr. Fu has been immersed in narcotics for many years, why doesn't he understand this truth?"