On the grassland, in the humble hut, the snow drifted out outside, and the cold wind gusted, but the inside of the house was like a big furnace, and this fire was not the heat emitted from the furnace, but the huge heat from Kou Li's body.

The toad's face was already hot and sweaty, but he didn't dare to open the window for ventilation, for fear of interfering with the treatment.

Kou Li's palms were like fire tongs, repeatedly interspersed with the upper body of the tuberculosis ghost, and every time he slapped it, half of his palms were half out of flesh, and he also made a 'zizi' hot sound.

The limit of the inner family is to exert strength into the fire, pump strength like water, intersect water and fire, and converge into a dragon and tiger.

The sound of the strong wind in the air was like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, the roar continued, the hot wind turned into layers of whirlpools, and the air in the churned hut continued to decrease, and finally only a fine and dense mist remained.

The damaged and wilted joints and tendons are constantly shattered and burned in this process, and the two ointments are repeatedly tempered into these muscles and bones, every inch, every trace, every millimeter, as if there is an invisible miracle doctor, repeatedly applying these ointments to the wounds.

The sky turned from bright to dark, the sun was setting, and at the beginning of tomorrow, Kou Li's internal strength lasted for almost three hours, and finally, with the last slap, a whole box of potions was injected into his body.

Kou Li exhaled a long breath and motioned for the toad's face to ventilate through the window, and then slowly sat on the window tuyere, the cold wind blew, and a refreshing feeling suddenly came from the surface of his body, and his tired eyes were slightly closed.

With the physical strength of the inner family, coupled with the transparent sense of touch, and the secret medicine in the palace, he can be sure that in the entire martial arts, there is no better treatment method other than himself.

If he can't even do it himself, then this tuberculosis ghost really has no hope of recovering his boxing skills.

Fortunately, after a while, a painful hoarse voice came out, and the tuberculosis ghost slowly straightened up, and looked down incredibly, only to see that his right arm and the right half of his body were covered with a thick layer of dirt, and the blood and pus flowed out of it, and after being roughly dried with a towel, he was surprised to find that this hand seemed to be a new life, just like back then, strong, powerful, and the blood flow was endless.

As soon as the mind moved, a piece of burnt red charcoal in the stove fell into the fingers like a toy, and the fingers seemed to turn into layers of finger shadows, and every touch of the fingertips would have a dark energy, so there was no trace of burning.

When the officials heard this, they knew that they were leaving. Wandering under the garden tree, hanging southeast branches.

Nanzhi Boxing Sect can be said to be the most spiritual one of Cantonese boxing, and it is also known as the most emotional boxing among all the southern boxing species.

And this skill of playing with fire coals is a delicate and clever skill in Nanzhi Boxing, known as a thousand knots, just like the temper of a little lady, wanting to talk and rest, wanting to refuse and welcome, but the weather is cool for a good autumn.

"Ahh

"Although the hand Yang Ming meridian tendons have been re-destroyed, after all, more than ten years have passed, you still have to be familiar with it, if nothing else, you should be able to recover the strength of eighty or ninety percent of the year. ”

Kou Li covered the food box, lifted it, turned his head and said, "You should be able to inquire about my address and give you three days." ”

Walking to the door, Kou Li paused again, and said to the hot toad face: "I will also do pictographic boxing, if you are interested, communicate it." ”

"Huh?"

It wasn't until Kou Li's figure disappeared that the toad face reacted from his sluggishness and said, "What does he mean by this, this is leaving?"

"What can you do if you don't leave, your chickens are all charred, can you stay and eat," the tuberculosis ghost said angrily.

"Ah, my chicken!" the toad cried out in grief, and only two clumps of black charcoal were rescued from the fire.

"Then what do you think, you really want to go, this juncture, it's very dangerous," the toad said with a grinning face as he pulled the chicken out of the coke and suddenly looked up.

"A wasted person, suddenly have the opportunity to regain the boxing skills of the year, I may have other choices," the tuberculosis ghost smiled bitterly, "It seems that I have to be a court eagle dog." ”

"That's good, I've heard, Princess Nafeng is a beautiful woman, if you find a chance to marry her, how many years can you save working hard, by the way, is that person recruiting me," said the toad in hindsight.

The tuberculosis ghost couldn't help but roll his eyes and repeated: "This juncture is very dangerous." ”

"Hey, you're gone, do you want me to stay alone in the village to retire, besides, you don't know, I'm notoriously undetermined, in case I go, people send money and women, I can't hold on," the toad face touched the ugly face, and it was tangled and fantasy.

The tuberculosis ghost ignored the other party, his eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, and he muttered to himself, "Eighty percent, ninety percent, there is still hope, there is still hope!"

............

By the time Kou Li returned to the carriage, it was already dark, and according to ancient custom, it was already time to go door-to-door and turn off the lights and go to bed.

I don't know how long it took, Kou Li's keen ears suddenly heard a noise, which seemed to be quite lively.

"Where?"

"Chief, it's time for the city's music shop," Feng Wei said strangely.

"Keep going," no matter what the world is, there is only one business that is more prosperous at night than during the day.

Kou Li closed his eyes and recuperated for a while, when suddenly there was another noise outside.

"Get out of the way, this is the Lord of the Feng Mansion, don't you want to die!"

"No, adults also want to rest. ”

"Come and play with us. ”

Kou Li lifted the curtain and saw three or four dressed little girls, who seemed to have drunk too much, the waist of the water snake swayed, the small clothes were half-undone, the bun was piled up with clouds, and the eyes were like silk.

Feng Wei's face was gloomy, and the knife handle that his hand subconsciously touched, in their cruel training, there was no distinction between men and women, young and old.

"A few beautiful girls, why bother with murderous aura," Kou Li laughed and patted the other party's shoulder, "You go back first, you don't have to escort me." ”

Feng Wei suddenly showed a strange expression, but his order could not be violated, so he had to bow his head and say, "Yes, my lord." ”

When the fireworks women saw Kou Li's appearance, their faces lit up, and they said happily: "I didn't expect that the adult is such a handsome son, and people will have to treat you well tonight." ”

"Sister, Childe is the first thing I saw. ”

"It's me, it's me. ”

"Don't be in a hurry, why do you think that this son is only pampered by you tonight," Kou Li held a beauty in one hand, swaggered into one of the most luxurious brothels on the street, and suddenly, more flowers and willows surrounded him.

"I still have to tell the princess about this," Feng Wei shook his head and said in a low voice.

...............

In a private room, the bamboo empty sheng, the pipa beauty, the rockery real water, the pink and blue wall, within the screen, the beauty flutters with her sleeves flying, occasionally revealing the snow-white fragrant shoulders, borrowing the shadow to see, slender and bewildering.

Kou Li sat in front of the dining table, one on the left and one on the right, one was tall, and in the middle of the delicate green skirt, there were two snow-white and pink long legs, one of which was like a round arch bridge.

The other was pouting with pink eyebrows, hair hanging down to the waist, and a strange body fragrance, like a little squirrel drilling into Kou Li's chest.

"Don't worry, don't worry, take your time, my son will feed you wine one by one. ”

"Childe is good or bad, I said that I would let the fish lady sleep," the squirrel girl pouted dissatisfied.

"With your small body, where can you bear the joy of the child," the tall beauty next to her raised her willow eyebrows, it was obvious that her round arch bridge had come to something.

"In my opinion, you can't do it, so please invite the Oiran in your building," Kou Li laughed, patted one of the buttocks, and said unquestionably, "Go!"

"Childe is so affectionate," the tall beauty glanced at Kou Li with a flattering look, her long legs around her willow waist, and she took two steps in a swaying posture, and her complexion suddenly changed.

"Did you lose something," Kou Li said lazily, throwing the object in his hand, it was actually a circle of soft swords that were almost the color of ordinary people.

The tall beauty's face froze, and at the same time, the sound of the pipa stopped, and even the little squirrel beside Kou Li stopped moving, and there was a faint killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Kou Li didn't care, and laughed: "Don't stop, keep singing, it's just that this kind of thing still has to be kept in the future, and the fox spirit can't show its tail." ”

"People know, Gongzi Xie," the tall beauty's face was full of blush, she threw a wink, and as soon as her hand fell and raised, the soft sword in her hand disappeared.

The soft song sounded again, and the dancing shadow reappeared-

"People go, people go to the west of the wind. The rain and snow are falling and the tears are whispering, and the eyebrows are low after the frost in front of the lamp. The first sight has been separated.

People go also, people go to Baihuazhou. Since then, the penumbra of the pattern lamp, the poetry knows the wind and the moon without worry. Earthly autumn!

People go also, people go to the west of the wind. The rain and snow are falling and the tears are whispering, and the eyebrows are low after the frost in front of the lamp. The first sight has been separated......"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but in the faint parting sorrow, there is also a faint scream.

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