Hanyu stood alone outside the door of the Wu Mansion, listening to the crying, looking at everyone, at this moment, his heart was very calm, and the countless frightened voices and shouts around him were mixed together, and everyone walked away, except for a few people, others were scattered.

A Wu Mansion in Nuoda became cold and silent in an instant, and a slender woman, helpless, calmly faced a group of robbers armed with knives and guns and riding horses.

Hu Dahai calmly stared at Hanyu below, speechless for a long time.

Liu Quan looked at it with a sneer, but the faces of the big and small soldiers showed a look of shame, they were all many suffering people, this situation made their hearts feel a deep sense of guilt.

Liu Quan looked at Hu Dahai and saw that Hu Dahai was silent, so he ordered for a while: "Come on, please Miss Hanyu get on the sedan chair, get up the sedan chair and go back to the mountain, and set up wine to celebrate Mrs. Wang Xide." ”

Hanyu seemed to have never heard of it, but she moved her lotus feet lightly, and under the dull gaze of the robbers, she personally walked into the sedan chair.

Inside the Wu Mansion, in Wang Chuan's side courtyard, a woman was guarding the gate with a frightened gaze, because there was a chaotic shout outside the door, as if a robber was invading, which made her very frightened, but after a while, it returned to tranquility, the gang of bandits did not rob the Wu Mansion, at this moment people went to the mansion, in the courtyard of Nuoda, there was a deathly silence, what was going on? What happened? It happened too suddenly, and a series of questions mixed with a tide of panic hit her.

This woman is dignified and demure, it is Zhang Yixiang, Zhang Yixiang originally came to Wang Chuan's house, first to collect dirty clothes, and to see how Wang Chuan is doing, but after she came, she found strangely that Wang Chuan was not at home, the back window was open, and the house was the same. Where did he go, why did he disappear, whenever she couldn't see or find Wang Chuan, she always felt as if she had lost something in her heart, empty.

Zhang Yixiang finally quietly opened the courtyard door of Wang Chuan and walked out, on the path outside the door, in the courtyard, there was no one in sight, but it was messy, there were all kinds of chores scattered on the ground, and there were even scattered pieces of silver, could it be that there were really robbers who ransacked the Wu Mansion, who had such courage? !

She inadvertently came to the gate of the Wu Mansion with a suspicious mood all the way.

"Miss、、、 small," she didn't dare to shout, Zhang Yixiang was extremely shocked to see that in the distance, there was a sedan chair, escorted by many robbers, slowly walking towards Jialiang Mountain.

Zhang Yixiang realized that the young lady had been arrested by the grass cowards on Jialiang Mountain, what should she do.......?

The depressed Wu Mansion, at this time Zhang Yixiang sat at the door, leaning on the door, waiting for a long time, she seemed to have experienced too much, the bitterness of the world, the pain seemed to hit in an instant, she felt very sleepy, very tired, now she is the only one left, where will she go? She looked at the world with dull eyes, in the haze, the handsome figure appeared, stumbling, the voice was getting closer and closer, close to her, she suddenly felt a sense of security that she had never had, and then she fell asleep slowly, her face was very peaceful.

I don't know how long it took, but the winter dusk came early, and the night fell, and the cold was deeper.

The cold stars have filled the sky at some point, and the night ducks in the cold pond are miserable.

He stood at the door of the mansion, his eyes were lonely, calmly looking at everything messy, and whispered slightly, mixed with a sigh: "It's still here that should come." ”

This person is Wang Chuan, a lonely figure, standing lonely on the far avenue, he is injured, the injury is not serious, he has been dressed with good wound medicine, the wound has healed, but because of excessive blood loss, his face is pale and very tired.

He recalled, after the coma was blank, I don't know who saved him, the sword wounds around his body were medicated, he woke up lying in a dilapidated land temple, the injuries were not serious, he forced himself to walk back, but saw such a sad scene in the Wu Mansion.

Wang Chuan's face was pale, seeing the woman on the ground at the gate of the mansion, in his lonely heart, there was an indescribable emotion in the depths, he gently picked her up, and walked into the dilapidated Wu Mansion, the gate of the Wu Mansion was closed by him, and walked towards his courtyard.

Not far away, Wang Chuan gently placed Zhang Yixiang on the soft couch and covered it with a thick and warm quilt, while he himself was in pain from the sword wound, and he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to use his true qi to heal his wounds.

In the emptiness, Wang Chuan thought that this group of Buddhist true yuan formed a vortex relic-like air mass at the place of the navel chakra, and wanted to promote it to absorb the energy of heaven and earth and the universe.

Wang Chuan has almost no desire and no knowledge, in the emptiness, thinking of the Navel Chakra essence relic, the abdomen is full of Xuanqi lotus, and there is a god on his head, at this time, in the dim room, Wang Chuan's body emits a layer of faint golden light, Wang Chuan's spirit and spirit completely run together, reincarnation, and the cycle repeats.

At the same time as he was running Zhiming Gong, perhaps the opportunity had arrived, or it was a matter of course, and the breath of Yin and Yang Qigong, and the preliminary practice of the unity of heaven and man, actually operated automatically. In the sea of knowledge, above the green underworld, a ball of light, under the sway, submerged into Wang Chuan's Parkway, over the crown chakra, the eyebrow chakra, the heart chakra, the bottom chakra, illuminate the whole body, and then shine on the other blood and five organs, at this moment, the milk and water are blended in general, and the fusion is through.

Wang Chuan's Zhihai and Zifu swelled a lot, several times that of before, and the meridians around him also widened a lot, the operation of the true yuan accelerated, and he frantically absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth, and the time between the teas was completely saturated.

Wang Chuan only opened his eyes at this time, opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbidity, the sword wounds on his body had all been scarred, and the small ones had healed, he paused slightly, and immediately understood his state, with a smile on his face.

He sighed to himself: "Between gains and losses, there are many scars, but blessings and misfortunes depend on them." ”