I don't know how long it was, but when he woke up again, he found himself still lying on the grass. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the sun set, the grass was cold, and he reached out and touched his scalp and found that his palms were full of blood. The surrounding meadows are full of the corpses of Tibetans and horses.

He muttered to himself in his heart, "What a strong exercise!"

From this point of view, the martial arts of his senior brother Han are really amazing, which makes him extremely envious.

He looked around and saw that the battle was not over. The remaining Tubo people were crushed and barely supported by the counterattack of the martial arts people. Many of them had their mounts cut down by the group and had to dismount and fight.

But when it comes to fighting alone, how can these people be the opponents of the martial arts heroes!

Luo Jinhu, the leader of the Golden Tiger Gang, was still brave, this man who had always been honest and silent, led dozens of his gang disciples to swing their knives forward, and blood was sprinkled everywhere they passed, and the corpses of the Tubo people fell into a piece.

Zhu Wen was anxious to find the figure of his junior brother Liu Yu, and searched for it several times in the sword mountain and the sea of swords, but where could he find it. He secretly screamed in his heart, "Now that the junior brother is gone, how can I explain to the master in the future?!"

He was in a hurry in his heart, running around like a headless fly, and accidentally stepped on a Quanzhongmen disciple who had been sucked dry of his internal force by the "human net". The disciple cried out in pain, "Ouch!"

Zhu Wen was annoyed for a while after hearing this, so he simply used his foot strength and kicked the disciple's chest again. The disciple's bones were suddenly broken and his chest was sunk, and he died of exhaustion, and it was difficult to make a sound again.

He saw that Xiao Canglan of the Qingcheng Sect was fighting with sixteen Tubo soldiers, so he asked him loudly from afar, "Xiao Daxia, have you ever seen Liu Yu?"

Xiao Canglan swung his sword in a circle, forcing all the sixteen Tubo soldiers away, and took advantage of this gap to reply: "I didn't see it, Xiao Mou has just come to his senses." After speaking, he asked Zhu Wen for help: "Master Zhumen, come and help me kill the enemy!"

Zhu Wen ignored him and continued to search for Liu Yu's whereabouts. He deduced that this Senior Brother Han was very close to the people of the Darur faction, could it be that he followed those people?

He searched desperately on the battlefield, and saw that Jimod and the others were not far behind, and did not run far, but formed a circle on the ground, so he hurriedly ran over, and saw that this group of Darul disciples were wailing and crying around the unconscious Nakaba on the ground, so he asked, "Have you seen Liu Yu?"

Jimod's eyes were blood-red from crying, and he looked up and replied, "I didn't see it!" He saw that Zhu Wen was strong in martial arts, and thought that he also had a unique method in healing injuries, so he begged: "Zhu ...... Master Zhu, can you help take a look at our master's injuries?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Wen's figure was gone.

Juwen rummaged through the piles of corpses and killed dozens of people who stood in his way. As for whether the person he killed was a martial arts person or a Tibetan soldier, he didn't care at all.

Finally, his gaze fell on the corpse of a horse, which had been torn apart by the blood-colored red shadow, and its legs had long since disappeared, leaving only its bare torso and scattered internal organs.

A swarthy arm belonging to a young man protrudes from under the horse's carcass, like the new shoots of a poplar tree in spring.

He hurriedly stepped forward to lift the horse's corpse and found that the person being pressed below was Liu Yu!

Liu Yu didn't know anything, and his dry lips looked gray and bloodless.

Zhu Wen half-picked him up, hugged him in his arms, and shook him lightly, "Senior brother, junior brother, wake up?"

No matter how he shouted and swayed, Liu Yu closed his eyes in the evening breeze and refused to wake up.

He was so anxious that he quickly picked it up and ran in the direction of King Yerushlu's Khan's tent.

If it weren't what he expected, that place should have the best doctors and medicinal herbs on the grassland!

......

I don't know how much time has passed.

When Liu Yu opened his eyes again, he found that the surroundings were magnificent, and there was an indescribable fat powder smell in the corners and corners.

The walls of the tent were covered with a tapestry embroidered with gold wire, and the woman painted on the blanket was extremely enchanting, like the princess Liuge.

He hurriedly turned his head to look for someone, and the first thing that caught his eye was Zhu Wen's happy face.

Zhu Wen helped him up with one hand, half-sat up on the couch, and with the other hand took the water bladder from the table next to the couch, and aimed the mouth of the water bladder at his mouth, "Senior brother, you have finally woken up! I found the best Lang Zhong on the grassland to treat your injuries, that guy refused to agree at first, he was only willing to treat Khan, but seeing my big fist, he still gave in, haha!"

Liu Yu was in unbearable pain, he found that he was exuding a strong smell of medicine all over his body, and the wounds were wrapped in strips of cloth, so he asked, "Senior brother, did you save me?"

"Besides Senior Brother and me, who else will save you?" Zhu Wen's face was a little unhappy.

Liu Yu didn't pay attention to his words, he thought of another person, Li Jing! Li Jing would also save him!

However, until this moment, Li Jing did not appear by his side, and he didn't know what was going on with her now. Tongma said that she left with the two Central Plains monks, so is her current situation safe?

He asked Zhu Wen, "Senior brother, how long have I been asleep?"

"More than an hour!"

"It's good that I didn't delay too much!" he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Even if you want to delay things, you can't delay it, in order to save you, I provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, and now he is waiting to see you. Zhu Wen smiled.

"Let him in," Liu replied.

"I'm afraid you have to go to see him, not him to see you, because that person is Jerusher!" Juwen couldn't help but gasp at the last mention of Jerush's name, and he continued, "I will send a few men to carry you and take you to him." Not far away, it's the tent next door, and the tent you have now belongs to Princess Liuge. ”

"Why am I here?!" Liu Yu exclaimed.

"More on that later. Zhu Wen smiled slightly.

"Okay, then send me to see Yelu Shilu now!" Liu Yu wanted to leave this awkward place as soon as possible, even if it was to meet the unsmiling Khitan Khan Yelu Shilu.

"Okay......" Zhu Wen's tone of agreement was a little hesitant.

Liu Yu immediately remembered that he had promised to teach his brother the method of "three stacks of waves". After thinking for a moment, he rolled the whole set of methods out of his tray.

Since Zhu Wen practiced Wen Hou Gong, his insight into martial arts has long been different. After listening to Liu Yu's explanation of the complete set of mental methods, he tried his luck to practice.

The strange thing is that he was able to successfully practice to the realm of "Permian Wave" for the first time, which is the same as "Lianzhu Jin". But if you practice further, it is extremely difficult, and you can't make an inch.

He felt that the true qi in the dantian was surging wildly, his head was splitting, his body was standing on the ground and shaking, and he couldn't stand firmly, so he quickly stopped exercising, and didn't dare to practice this "three-fold wave" kung fu anymore.

Liu Yu comforted: "Senior brother, maybe there are some subtle things that you haven't practiced yet. When I practiced this kung fu at that time, I practiced it for many months. (To be continued.) )