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"No wonder the predecessors said that this kind of secret method must not be used until it is absolutely necessary. "Han An was extremely weak, and his breath was weak. He clutched his lower abdomen, and there was a bloody wound on his lower abdomen, which was five inches long, and the ribs were inserted from the wound, which was terrifying, shocking, and creepy.

Because of the overdraft of too much longevity and physical strength, Han An's black hair has been dyed white, and there are a lot more wrinkles on his face, looking like an old man who is about to be established. He finally lost his strength and passed out.

Qi Ye hurriedly ran to him, looking worried, anxious, but there was nothing he could do. had to help Han An up and prevent him from collapsing on the cold ground.

She burst into tears, if it weren't for Han An's desperate resistance to the young scholar, she was afraid that she would have been kidnapped by the young scholar and left.

She covered the wound on Han An's abdomen, took off the sachet on her waist, and put it in front of Han An's nose.

Suddenly, the sachet was snatched away by one arm, and she looked up angrily, and the person who snatched the sachet was actually Mu Fang.

"Get out of here. Her eyes were like torches, her face was angry, and her whole expression wanted to tear Fang Mu apart.

"Your sachet will kill him, go away!" Fang Mu said sternly, scaring Qi Ye at once.

After all, Qi Ye is only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and everyone in Hujiazhuang used to be respectful to her, and spoke softly to her. She was also used to being kind to her by others, and Fang Mu's scolding words scared her all of a sudden, making her not know what to do.

Fang Mu tied the sachet with a string to prevent the fragrance from being too diffuse, and then directly injected spiritual power into Han An to heal his injuries.

"Boss, second, come out!"

Buzz

Qi Ye saw a swarm of flies fly out of Fang Mu's right sleeve and lie on top of Han An's wound, densely connected into a black line. She opened her eyes wide and scolded, "What are you going to do?"

"You bastard!"

"You don't want to die!"

"You don't have sugar to eat!"

While attacking Fang Mu with what she thought was vicious language, she used her hands to beat Fang Mu, who was channeling spiritual power to Han An, but her chubby little hand hit Fang Mu's body, Fang Mu felt that it was not painful, but a little comfortable. On the contrary, it was herself, and her little hands were red, as if they had hit a stone.

She changed her strategy and took out a woman's unique fighting skills and pulled her hair. She grabbed Fang Mu's hair with both hands, Fang Mu was upset and pushed her to the ground.

Fang Mu turned his head and shouted: "Stupid woman, you don't want him to die, just shut up and stop me!"

Fang Mu's murderous aura leaked out, scaring Qi Ye so much that he didn't dare to speak. Qi Ye figured out a truth, Han An is dying now, and it is not troublesome for Mu Fang to kill him, but for such a long time, Han An not only did not die, but his face also improved, and a trace of redness appeared on his pale face, which proved that Mu Fang was indeed true and was healing Han An's injuries.

She thought to herself that she was impulsive just now, not only misunderstood Fang Mu, but also almost killed Han An.

Agarwood does have the effect of concentrating and maintaining health, but now Han An needs vitality, not a good rest, Qi Ye's practice of opening the sachet just now is really stupid, if Han An inhales too much agarwood in his body, I am afraid he will never wake up again.

The spiritual power that Fang Mu had input to Han An was mixed with the power of his own qi and blood, and since he had cultivated the gold forging technique, his qi and blood had a powerful life force. This is not difficult to understand, the gold forging technique is a body refining martial art, and the body refining is flesh and blood.

A drop of blood from some powerful body refining cultivators is the best elixir in the world.

As for why Fang Mu released a fly to lie on Han An's wound, it was actually part of Han An's healing. Han An's wound was black and purple, obviously highly poisonous, and his own fly itself was also highly poisonous, thinking that he was fighting poison with poison.

Fang Mu bet right, his healing method was correct.

But looking at Zhao Wenzhuo's side, the young scholar's cultivation was not as good as Zhao Wenzhuo's, and he was defeated and retreated, and was knocked to the ground by Zhao Wenzhuo's sword.

The situation was a foregone conclusion at the moment, ending with the defeat of this group of bandits. The dart masters were all wounded, but none of them died. On the bandit side, it was miserable, most of the nearly 100 bandits were killed and injured, and half of them were killed by Zhao Wenzhuo.

More than a dozen dart masters drove the more than 50 bandits who were alive into a small circle, tortured them, and forced them to ask who they were, only to find out that the bandits were the surrounding villagers. One of the masters recognized his uncle from among the bandits, and they hugged each other and wept bitterly.

"Sure enough, it was someone sent by the An family. Zhao Wenzhuo also forced him to ask about the identity of the young scholar, and as he guessed, this young scholar came from the An family in Donglai City.

There are two major families in Donglai City, one is the An family and the other is the Zhao family, and they are called the two families of Donglai. They have a wide range of businesses, but their main business is dart games.

The competition between darts is fierce, and the price war has intensified from the beginning, and even robbing each other is a common thing. But the two families never dared to tear their faces, because the two families were of equal strength, and fighting was cheaper than others.

"Do you An family know who our Zhao family is escorting this time? The disciples of the predecessors of the Ziyun Sect even dare to rob your An family, your An family is really impatient. Zhao Wenzhuo said angrily, if the An family really hijacked Hu Qiye in the car, then Ziyunzong was to blame, and his Zhao family couldn't withstand the anger of the behemoth Ziyunzong.

But fortunately, he came, otherwise the conspiracy of the An family would have succeeded, and now the An family is really stealing chickens and rice, seeing that he does not report the incident of the An family's hijacking of the disciples of the Ziyun Sect to the Ziyun Sect, but there will be good fruits to eat.

Zhao Wenzhuo was in a good mood, not only did he enter the door of an unfathomable senior today, but also won this unexpected joy, which is really a double happiness.

But he didn't pay attention to it, and the young scholar bit his tongue and committed suicide, Zhao Wenzhuo looked confused, this young man died, and there was no proof of death. So he walked over to the bandits, hoping to find out what useful information they could find.

But there was no gain, and the group of bandits only said that the young scholar had brought them to rob the darts, and they didn't even know the identity of the young scholar.

Zhao Wenzhuo was a little upset, waved at the dozen or so dart masters, and signaled to kill those bandits to prevent future troubles. But the dart masters looked at each other, and their faces showed embarrassment.

"You don't listen to my orders, do you want to die?" Zhao Wenzhuo said angrily, this group of little dart masters dared to disobey their orders, which made him feel that his face was damaged.

A dart master took a step forward, knelt on the ground and said sadly: "Young master, one of those bandits is my uncle, they are not bad people, they are just villagers who can't eat enough. ”

Zhao Wenzhuo didn't see the slightest pity on his face, he was still aggressive: "Why, you won't allow your uncle to be a bad person? ”

A shocking scene happened, those dart masters all knelt on the ground, and begged Zhao Wenzhuo to spare those bandits, Zhao Wenzhuo became more and more angry, looked at everyone and said: "Is it the opposite, you guys, you dare not listen to my orders." ”

"Good, good, good!"

Three good words in a row expressed the anger in his heart Zhao Wenzhuo at the moment, he didn't care about the begging for mercy of these dart masters, he held a long sword and slowly walked towards those bandits. He looked at the frightened expression on the bandit's face, as if he was the killing god in the world, and he enjoyed the pleasure very much.

So, his pace slowed down, wanting to feel the pleasure for a longer time.

"Let them go. ”

An understatement voice reached Zhao Wenzhuo's ears, pulling him back to reality from his fantasies, and he smiled awkwardly: "They are all bandits who are with the An family, if you let them go, ......"

"Huh?"

Just a questioning onomatopoeia, Zhao Wenzhuo was sweating profusely and sweating coldly, he felt the killing intent in Fang Mu's eyes, as if he took another step forward, he would be in a different place.

"You bandits, I don't know what kind of blessings you have cultivated in your life, and you have met me...... This tolerant and benevolent brother has given you a chance to be a new person. If you still don't repent and continue to be thieves in the mountains, hum!"

Zhao Wenzhuo shook the bloodstained long sword in his hand and snorted coldly.

Fang Mu also breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he stopped Zhao Wenzhuo from slaughtering these bandits, how could Fang Mu not see that the identity of this group of bandits was just farmers working in the fields. They were ragged, and their weapons were hoes and rakes that worked in the fields. And their eyes are full of fear and confusion, in the end, they are just pitiful.

Fang Mu called Zhao Wenzhuo and asked Zhao Wenzhuo to take out some money to give to these so-called bandits, Zhao Wenzhuo didn't want to give it at first, but he was forced to have no choice but to take out a hundred taels of silver and distribute it to those bandits. Although these money and wealth are not worth mentioning in front of him Zhao Wenzhuo, Zhao Wenzhuo feels that he has lost face, and he is the young master of the Zhao Family's Dart Bureau, and he actually gave silver taels to the bandits who robbed him, if he let others know, wouldn't he become a laughing stock for others?

But he didn't dare to provoke his unfathomable master, and now his main goal was to curry favor with the master beside him.

"In the future, remember not to call me Master in front of outsiders, so as not to expose your identity as a teacher, your performance just now is not bad. Fang Mu said to Zhao Wenzhuo.

Receiving Fang Mu's praise, Zhao Wenzhuo was arrogant and extraordinary, feeling that he was one step closer to the road of the strong.

And Fang Mu was silent, but he snickered in his heart, but he still had a serious expression on his face.

Fang Mu continued to supply Han An with spiritual power and qi and blood power, and finally Han An opened his eyes. Maybe Han An couldn't have imagined that the first person he woke up to see was Mu Fang, whom he regarded as a bandit.