Lu Wushuang raised his head and stared at Leng Hanshuang's face: "You once said that you want to become the first person in the world to do the sword and win the title of sword god." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info You kill people to fight to the death with the top masters, and force the other party to do their best. And my martial arts are too far from yours, and you don't need to kill me at all. So I know you're not going to kill me. Although your injuries are not serious, according to your current cultivation, you are still not the opponent of Da Wei Demon. He's nearby, and with me, you'll have a better chance of winning. So it's even less likely that you'll kill me. ”

Leng Hanshuang sighed: "It seems that many things can't be hidden from you." ”

Lu Wushuang was like a spring breeze, and a warm smile appeared on his cheeks: "We need to get out of here as soon as possible and find a shop to live in." You need to find a doctor to treat the injury as soon as possible. But now I need something to eat, and I haven't eaten in two days. ”

Leng Hanshuang's strength had recovered a lot at this time, he walked to the fire, picked up the blackened and unrecognizable fish from the ground, frowned, turned his head to Lu Wushuang and said, "There is only this fish now, but it looks like it should be difficult to eat." ”

Lu Wushuang's brows furrowed, but he still took the fish in Leng Hanshuang's hand and took a bite: "It's really hard to eat." ”

Lu Wushuang didn't throw away the scorched fish, but still ate it slowly.

After a few moments, the two began to move eastward.

In the darkness not far from the woods, Davis spun out from behind a tree. He had been reviewing all of this, and when he saw Cold Frost and Frost were gone, he quietly followed.

Yipin Villa is located on the Tianfeng Ridge of Heng Mountain in Beiyue, because the terrain of Yipin Villa is steep and abnormal, so it has the reputation of the world's first mountain villa. In Yipin Villa, Murong Changqing's condition became even more serious. On that day, when he returned from Yangzhou Mansion, he began to fall ill. In the battle with the sword idiot, although he won in the end, he was also very seriously injured. He was in a coma for several days, and his tuberculosis became even more severe.

Even if the medical immortal Tan Xingji gave the best medicine to Murong Changqing, Murong Changqing's illness still did not improve at all.

Murong Villa, the owner of Yipin Villa, is determined to frown all day long, although Murong Changqing's health has not been good, but if Yipin Villa wants to stand tall, it will depend on Murong Changqing after all.

Although Murong Jielie is a leader in today's martial arts. However, he is busy with official business, and his qualifications are slightly inferior to Murong Changqing, especially in swordsmanship.

And Murong Changqing has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and even Murong never dared to think about how long he could live. Famous doctors are almost all over the world, and no one can cure this stubborn tuberculosis. In the past ten years, it has only been maintained.

Murong resolutely invited Tan Xingji to the living room, and the two sat down separately. Murong Jue is sixty-two years old this year, with a bronzed face and a gray beard under his chin. His face was broad, his expression was not angry, and a large braid was draped behind his head. He was wearing a black robe with several red peonies embroidered on it. Although the peony is only embroidered with an outline, the thin red line is extremely dazzling.

Murong resolutely frowned: "Mr. Tan, you are the divine doctor of Miaojiang, known as a medical immortal, and you have the ability to bring the dead back to life. My son has been in bed for so many days, why hasn't there been any improvement?"

Tan Xingji stroked his silver hair lightly with his right hand, and his face was solemn: "Master Murong Zhuang, I am just a Jianghu Langzhong, and this medical immortal does not dare to be a doctor." As you know, Childe's tuberculosis is very serious, and his lobes have been damaged for many years. And a few days ago, outside Yangzhou City, Murong Gongzi had a battle with the sword idiot Leng Hanshuang. Although Ling Gongzi's skills were superior and he defeated the sword idiot, he also suffered extremely serious internal injuries. I gave him my best pill, and his internal injuries were slowly recovering. But coughing up blood never stopped. Although I was able to heal Ling Gongzi's injury, I couldn't save his life. ”

Murong Jue raised his eyebrows, and a chill appeared in the depths of his eyes: "Then you mean that my son is hopeless and can only wait for death in vain?"

Tan Xingji shook his head: "It's not. Ling Gongzi's internal strength is very profound, his heart is not damaged, and his life is still fine for a while. It's just that I checked his pulse and found that his pulse was weak, and his heart qi was blocked, as if he had a great heart disease. If you want to really cure Ling Gongzi, you must first untie his heart knot. But the old man didn't know where Ling Gongzi's heart knot. ”

Murong Jue's face was cloudy, and after a long silence, he shouted outside the door, "Get a cotton robe for the old gentleman." ”

After a while, a servant walked in with a gray cotton robe.

Murong resolutely stood up, handed the cotton robe to Tan Xingji, and said, "Mr. Tan, please come with me." ”

Tan Xingji was a little surprised, but he still didn't say anything, and followed Murong to a remote courtyard in the villa.

The courtyard is not big, but the yard is full of flowers. In the middle of the courtyard is a rockery, and in the middle of the rockery there is a hole more than one zhang high. The two walked into the rockery, and Tan Xingji found that there was a tunnel that meandered down inside. The two sides of the tunnel are inlaid with large and small fluorescent stones, which illuminate the tunnel. After walking for about a cup of tea, the two of them came to a wooden door with a small copper lock.

Murong resolutely took out a bronze key from his arms, opened the copper lock, and opened the door.

An extremely strong chill came to his face, and Tan Xingji couldn't help but sneeze. Even with the cotton robes separating them, the air conditioning was unbearable. Tan Xingji found that there was an ice floor, an ice wall, and an ice cave roof, just like an ice world. This world is not big, and in the center of this world, there is an ice coffin parked.

Murong resolutely walked to the ice coffin and gently pushed open the lid of the ice coffin. With the slightest sound of the coffin lid opening, Tan Xingji saw a beautiful face. Inside the coffin lay a woman, about seventeen or eighteen years old. Wearing a moon-white dress, her long jet-black hair fluttered back her head. Although the face is beautiful, it is bloodless and lifeless.

Tan Xingji glanced at Murong Resolute, and Murong Resolute nodded. Tan Xingji stretched out his two fingers and put a touch on the woman's neck, then shook his head and withdrew his hand.

"This woman has been dead for a long time, and she has no life, I don't know what the owner brought me here for?"

Murong resolutely said: "This girl is the princess Nuyun of Yunnan Peacock Village. Thirteen years ago, when the Miao people in Yunnan rebelled, I was ordered to go to Peacock Village in Yunnan to assist Wang Jiwen, the governor of Yunnan, in quelling the rebellion. The owner of the Peacock Village and his children all died in the counterinsurgency. At that time, in the midst of the chaos, I found a little girl of seven or eight years old. She hid in a woodshed and cried incessantly. When I saw that she was pitiful, I brought her back. I didn't know who she was at the time. When asked what her name was, she called herself Nuyun. ”