"How is that possible?!Doctor, can you help me take a good look at ...... again?"

Saying that, Qiu Cheng, who was almost thirty years old, stood up and was about to take off his pants-

The old doctor, whose eyebrows were white, was dumbfounded, and quickly got up and pressed the end of his pants, and scolded, "If you say it's okay, it's no problem, why can't you kid understand human speech?!"

"But I've been here for half a month, and I can't lift it!"

"But the old man seems that your meridians and body here are healthy and healthy, and there is no problem at all!

Qiu Cheng left the place with a dejected face.

He looked for Lu Zhentang, the Holy Hand of Thousand Needles, but he couldn't wait until three days later, so he ran to see a doctor elsewhere. It's about birds, don't be in a hurry, especially for the extremely lustful Qiu Cheng, it's simply extremely painful!

"Lu Yu, don't let me meet you, otherwise Lao Tzu wants you to look good......"

Qiu Cheng, who was walking on the road, had just gritted his teeth and popped out such a sentence, when he heard a voice from behind him-

"Do you want me to look good?" Lu Yu touched his face, looked at the disciples of the Wuji Dao Gym who were sweating profusely beside him, and looked like he was thinking about life, "Am I not handsome enough?"

Plop Plop Plop ......

Peng Yu, who was in special training, was already in a state of limit, but when they heard this, they didn't hold back their breath, and they all fell to the ground one by one!

There are thirteen of them, each of whom is carrying a hundred kilograms of iron, and they have already run around the city of Quanzhou twice, and this is the third lap!

"It's you, Lu Yu!" Qiu Cheng turned around and saw a steady young man less than one meter eight, looking at him curiously. Instantly recognizing his enemy, Qiu Cheng's face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked at him resentfully, "Little cub, you actually dare to beat Lao Tzu on the floor of Fengyun Pavilion......"

Ignoring his face, Lu Yu smiled indifferently and bowed: "In Xia Lu Yu, meet the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect Qiu! The lion king roared before, the kid didn't mean it, please forgive me!"

"Humph!"

This kid is Lu Cheng's younger brother!

Qiu Cheng turned around and left, but his heart was full of murderous intentions! The bad water in his heart kept surging, and he was making dark little calculations, thinking about how to calculate how to properly calculate Lu Cheng who offended him in the sect, and Lu Yu, the stinky boy in front of him! But before that, it was better to cure the bird first. It couldn't be fishy for half a month, which was the harshest punishment in the world for Qiu Cheng!

- Finally, it was Qiu Cheng's turn to consult.

"Boy, stand up......"

The old and refined Lu Zhentang knew what kind of character this kid was at first glance, and although he was very disgusted after learning about his condition, he still planned to cure him.

"Close your eyes, the old man is about to give the needle!"

Qiu Cheng didn't think much about it, obediently closed his eyes, and then a wind sounded-

"Doctor Lu is Doctor Lu, and even the needle is so loud......"

Smack! The left cheek was slapped hard, and the strong force directly interrupted his unfinished admiring train of thought, and beat Qiu Cheng in a circle! Sensing that something was wrong, he was about to open his eyes angrily, but he heard, "Close your eyes, the old man is applying needles!" Another wind sound—

There was also a slap on the right side of !! face, and Qiu Cheng turned two and a half times from the right to the left foot this time!

"Okay!" Lu Zhentang hated this kind of squish the most, so he started very hard, and a steamed red pig's head was freshly baked under two slaps.

"Okay?" Qiu Cheng tried to open his eyes, but his swollen face pressed his eyes into a slit, and his eyes were full of suspicion.

"Well, you have a nerve conduction vein on your face that is not smooth, the old man just treated you with a unique technique, and now it has been dredged......" Lu Zhentang's eyes widened, stroked his beard, and said vigorously, "The old man made sure in the name of the Thousand Needles Holy Hand that you are already well!"

As soon as his words fell, Qiu Cheng had already set up a small tent somewhere, and he was thinking about it with his eyes closed, and jumped three feet high, "Hahahaha, Lao Tzu is finally well!"

Syllable!!!

Another slap in the face, this time he flew straight out of the room!

"If you are given a solid effect this time, I won't charge you more! Okay, let's go!"

"Thank you, thank you Doctor Lu, the junior retires!" Qiu Cheng hurriedly got up outside the door, without the slightest doubt, bowed respectfully to express his gratitude, and left.

Divine Doctor Lu Zhentang's Thousand Needles Hall is located in the south of the city, in a relatively fringe block of the city, and he doesn't need much more prosperous location in the name of the Holy Hand of Thousand Needles, just let the people who come to seek medical treatment walk a few more steps.

"What's that?"

"Youkai!"

Qiu Cheng, who had just walked out of the Thousand Needles Hall, was so frightened that a group of people who came to seek medical treatment scattered and looked at him vigilantly. Among them is the special training, the disciples of the Wuji Dao Pavilion who have passed through here -

They looked at each other, it was a person, and it seemed to be a little familiar?

Qiu Cheng's face was depressed, Lu Zhentang's treatment method still has sequelae, how can he see people now?

"You fly again?!" a familiar voice sounded, and then Lu Yu's hateful face came into Qiu Cheng's line of vision.

"Qiu Fly, oh no, Master Qiu, what are you...... Beaten up?" Lu Yu still saw very clearly that there were clear and symmetrical slap prints on both sides of Qiu Zhu's head and face, but this was a bit hard, and the whole face could be swollen like this?!

"It's not because of you?!"

Qiu Cheng's face was red, and now his face was not blue.

"That's right......" Lu Yu finally remembered where he heard Qiu Cheng's name in the past two days, "I heard my brother say that there is a deacon named Qiu Cheng in the Heavenly Sword Sect who was punished from the sect because he was greedy for the cultivation resources of the disciples, can't it be you......?"

"Hmph!" Qiu Cheng sneered and said in a cold voice: "So what!? Lao Tzu is not now a good errand to come to Quanzhou Mansion to open a branch! But Lu Cheng is really powerful, and he can actually avoid my plots! You kid had better take it easy, otherwise a cold will come out of nowhere one day——"

Before the word "arrow" could be spoken, a dense scream suddenly sounded, and one after another sharp and swift arrows covered Lu Yu overwhelmingly!

It's really a crow's mouth! But this sneak attack, this is probably not investigating himself clearly? Lu Yu smiled coldly, his nose let out a muffled snort, and with this sound wave dispersed, there was also his true qi!

The Lion King's Roar!

The arrows that came from all directions were instantly snapped in the air, crackling, and fell to the ground!

There was only one arrow in the !!, and it was not affected, but just as it was about to pierce Lu Yu's temple, a palm had already appeared there, and with a slight flick -

This extremely dangerous arrow has changed direction!

The sound of sharp arrows entering the flesh rang out along with a terrible low wail, and before Peng Yu and the others could react, they saw it—

This arrow penetrated from the left face of Qiu Dazhang, who was looking nervous and looking left and right, and the arrow came out from the right face!

The reason why the scream just now couldn't be loud was because he had just opened his mouth and pulled the wound, and when he moved slightly, the blood gushed out like the eye of the spring!