In the thatched house, Old Man Wang still had a lukewarm expression, and he didn't seem to care about Li Fengling's injury at all, he gently scratched Li Fengling's chest with his hand a few times, and after investigating the injury, he carefully checked the meridians in Li Fengling's body, and said with a faint expression: "I can't die, I just hurt my internal organs, and after twenty or thirty days of cultivation, I will be fine." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Mao Dalong's face changed when he heard this: "It's not serious to cultivate for so long, do you want to ask a Lang Zhong to grab some medicine for him or send some true qi into his body?"

Mao Dazhi also nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle Wang, send him some true qi, otherwise he will leave some sequelae or something, and Feng Ling's body will be ruined." ”

Old man Wang glared at Mao Dazhi and said, "If you want to send the true anger, you can send it, what's the use of telling me." Mao Dazhi shrunk his neck in fright: "Don't you see that I don't know martial arts, your old man's magic skills are world-famous, so why not give him some." ”

Old man Wang knocked Mao Dazhi on the head with a stick and scolded: "You calf, my old man is half in the ground, there are still injuries on his body, where is there still true anger, do you want the old man to die early." ”

Mao Dazhi rubbed the headbag on his head and was about to return the favor, but Mao Dalong shouted: "Dazhi, you are not big or small, how can you talk to Uncle Wang, hurry up." ”

Mao Dalong said again: "Brother Wang, this is Brother Li's only bloodline, I really don't want to see him have an accident, or I will lose some real anger to him." ”

Old man Wang lost his temper at this time and said: "Actually, his injuries are not life-threatening, but they are fine." At the beginning, Bai Meng wanted to capture Feng Ling alive, so when he did it, he only injured his internal organs, making Feng Ling lose his resistance, but fortunately he didn't make a heavy hand. As for sending him True Qi into his body, it is even more inappropriate. Everyone's physique is different, and the true qi cultivated is naturally very different, blindly sending true qi to his body, when Feng Ling can't digest your true qi, it will only cause two true qi to fight, I'm afraid that he won't die on the spot, and he will also go crazy because of the disorder of his true qi, or his skill will fail, and he can no longer use his true qi as he wants. ”

Mao Dalong didn't expect that there would be such a powerful layer, and he almost did something bad with good intentions and hurt Li Fengling. At this time, he also remembered a rumor on the rivers and lakes, that is, a martial arts master in the Xuantian Realm, this person has an extreme and despicable nature, and likes to instill his true qi into people's bodies indiscriminately, watching others die on the spot, or go crazy and seek psychological pleasure.

Mao Dazhi came up again at this time: "Since the true qi can't be sent, then it's okay to grab some medicine for him." Old man Wang turned around and said fiercely: "If you want to grab the medicine, you should go quickly, and you are still stunned for what to do." ”

Mao Dazhi shrunk his neck and ran out to shout, but he suddenly ran back, and the thief smiled and said: "Uncle Wang, I also have a share of the credit for killing Bai Meng, do you see if you can accept me as an apprentice, or pass on a few tricks to the kung fu of the rivers and lakes?" Old man Wang rolled his eyes and said: "You lose weight first, let's talk about it......." ”

Mao Dazhi's heart sank, his expression was depressed, and he thought to himself, what kind of world is this, is there discrimination against fat people?

Mao Dazhi, who was sullen, suddenly saw a petite and delicate figure, standing under the tree on the side of the thatched house, and saw that this was not his own sister, why were he standing there? Mao Dazhi stepped forward, saw Mao Xiaomin's red eyes, and said strangely: "Sister, who bullied you and cried like this?"

As soon as Mao Xiaomin saw Mao Dazhi suddenly appear, he looked panicked, and deliberately straightened his face and said, "What's the matter with you, stay away from me." Mao Xiaomin kicked over, Mao Dazhi's body flashed, and he dodged the joke and said: "Yo, you have a big temper, it seems that this master is quite powerful." Mao Xiaomin's face was cold, and she was about to have a tigress attack. But Mao Dazhi already knew her temperament, and before Mao Xiaomin could exert his power, he disappeared in a puff of smoke, and only heard his laughter from afar......

Time flies, the years flicker, and a month passes like a white horse, and it passes quickly.

In this month's time, due to the death of the big boss Bai Meng and the third boss Zhao Hu, the black bear village disappeared without a trace, and disappeared in the 100,000 mountains, even the sword Zhang Wen is nowhere to be found now.

The two masters of the black bear village, which were notorious and frightening in the past, died under Li Fengling's knife, which can be said to make Li Fengling's reputation spread again in the 100,000 mountains. In the past month, no one thought that one day he would be regarded as a hero of Da'er Village and 100,000 Mountains.

Originally, he had the title of 'Splitting Wood Lang', but now he has added the prestige of 'Phoenix Two Blades,' which makes his reputation skyrocketing. 'Feng Liang Dao' means that Li Fengling's two knives each took the lives of two thieves, which has the meaning of praise.

Now that he has been recuperating for a month, Li Fengling's injuries have basically healed. Over the past month or so, Mao Dazhi and Mao Xiaomin have worked hard to take care of Li Fengling, but they are considerate.

Especially Mao Xiaomin, Li Fengling didn't know what kind of wind she smoked, she actually changed the pungent image in the past, in front of Li Fengling, she played the role of a good wife and mother, serving him tea and medicine, washing and cooking, everything about Li Fengling's daily life, she took care of everything, and even the old man Wang's clothes were washed and dried outside.

Mao Xiaomin's sudden change made Li Fengling mutter for a long time, but after a long time, he took it for granted.

At this time, after Li Fengling's injuries healed, he also thought that it was time to leave Ba'er Village. Originally, he planned to leave early, but the injury affected the itinerary and delayed, and now that the injury has recovered, he is also planning revenge.

In the past ten years, he has been thinking about revenge all the time, and Li Fengling is very excited when he thinks about it now.

"Father, mother, if you wait, the child will soon let these murderers get retribution!"

But at this moment, the old man Wang suddenly walked in from outside, holding something wrapped in a black cloth in his hand.

Old man Wang glanced at Li Fengling lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Since you are leaving, I will not stop you." Your father entrusted me to raise you as an adult, and now what you do has nothing to do with me, whether you are dead or alive, my old man can't control it. Hehe, go ahead, go kill those bastards, and come back. ”

He smiled hoarsely and said, "People who walk the rivers and lakes don't have a considerable weapon, so they can be regarded as martial arts people." If you want to take revenge, you can't always bring a firewood knife, it's really not like words, this will be a shame for my old man Wang. I happen to have a knife in my hand, you can take it, I believe this knife will make you like it. ”

He threw the things wrapped in his hand towards Li Fengling. Li Fengling stretched out his hand to take it, and suddenly felt that the big knife in the black cloth package was very heavy, about thirty catties, and almost fell out of his hand, but fortunately, his strength was not weak, and it was next. He slowly untied the black cloth, gradually revealing the true appearance of the knife.

This is a long knife three fingers wide, three feet long, with a handle of more than 20 centimeters, which can be held with both hands and exert perfect strength. The blade is a single-edged knife, with only one blade, as thin as paper, and the tip of the knife is an arc that presents a 45-degree angle, and the upward oblique tip is as sharp as a sword.

And more exquisitely, is the handle of the knife, engraved with the green dragon pattern, a green dragon, entrenched on the handle of the knife lifelike, in the knife jaw mouth roaring, even give people a kind of mighty momentum.

Li Fengling praised in his heart, and raised the knife in his right hand to his eyes, his eyes were full of joy. He slowly stroked the blade of the knife with his left hand, and suddenly a cold chill came from the blade, penetrating into his fingertips, as if he was holding a ball of ice and snow. And when he hit the blade of the knife with his fingertips, it sounded a crisp echo, like the sound of water dripping in the mountains, which was pleasant to the ear.

Judging the quality of a knife, looking at its shape, and hearing its sound, you can roughly judge it.

"Good knives!"

Li Fengling praised it and couldn't put it down.

And the old man Wang said at this time: "The name of this knife is Spring Thunder, and it is the Spring Thunder Frost Knife that ranks among the top three on the hundred instrument spectrum!"