The listener's appetite was satisfied, but the storyteller suddenly stopped talking, because it was time to receive the reward. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info shook his head with a smile, these storytellers tell true or false stories, presumably this is their own teacher Wen Renyu, a sloppy old man who has become such a storyteller has become an immortal, and he is still a handsome immortal. I have been following Wen Renyu for more than ten years, and I really haven't seen my teacher sword before.

"Just tell me about the rest of the story, who the hell is here!"

If the storyteller doesn't talk about it, the unfinished listeners are naturally unhappy. But Mr. Storyteller waved his hand and took a sip of tea to say that he would not speak.

"Hmph, what's so good, it's the Sword Saint Wen Renyu who came, I'm right? I know the rest of the story!"

At this time, a young man present patted his chest and stood on the table, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Little brother, tell me about it!"

The storyteller is not happy, but he can't help it, so he can only stare at this kid viciously, but he hopes that he can't say it, or if he says something wrong, he can take the opportunity to count it.

"Actually, it's nothing, the two fought for seven days and seven nights, and finally the Sword Saint seriously injured the Demon Lord, and now the slightly larger cities have his wanted warrants!"

Syllable!

Hearing only a crisp sound, everyone turned their heads to look at the sound.

A man in white slapped his palm on the table in the corner, and the wooden table did not move, but a palm print had been imprinted on the ground!

The table is broken but the table does not fall, only this palm force is strong and fast, can such an effect be played.

The man in white stared at the young man with a fierce look, as if he wanted to eat him! The storyteller was secretly happy in his heart, he knew that it was actually the Demon Lord who won, presumably this person was a person in the Demon Sect, and he was angry when he heard this reckless kid say that Wen Renyu was not happy to win.

Hmph, let you rob Lao Tzu of his job, and you will be punished!

"It's been decades since the Battle of Ghost Howling Peak, what are you talking nonsense!" However, the next words of the man in white surprised everyone present!

The boy looked at the strange man with a strange expression.

"You're insane, don't talk nonsense if you don't know, it's only been less than five days since the first battle of Ghost Xiaofeng, what decades. ”

The man in white seemed to be even more agitated when he heard this, only to see his chest rise and fall violently, and suddenly his figure flashed! disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already grabbed the young man's clothes and pressed him against the wall and couldn't move.

"Is that true?"

The boy was visibly frightened, his face was pale, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"You...... If you don't believe...... You can go to Ayutthaya and see it...... Message...... The news has long been spread all over the ......"

"Who is on the pilgrimage!"

The man in white's eyes widened completely, and his breathing became rapid.

The people around him seemed to be stupid, where did this neurosis come from, and even the current saint didn't know it? However, because of this man's strength, no one dared to squeak. The boy was also frightened, and he didn't even speak.

"Say!" The man in white roared loudly as if he had gone mad!

"Yes...... It's ......"

The boy stumbled and was scared half to death, but the storyteller snatched the handle.

"Today's saint is of course the wise and martial Emperor Youzong, speaking of Emperor Youzong, it is really a good emperor, once I passed by Jingshi and happened to meet the saint on a trip, and I was fortunate to see the saint's martial posture......"

The man in white couldn't listen to the words behind the storyteller, and all that echoed in his mind was a seemingly kind but majestic man, wearing a dragon robe and a crown, and he looked like commanding the world. This man will never forget it for the rest of his life, the man who once wanted him all over the world and prevented him from falling in love with the Blood Bodhisattva, this person is none other than the Blood Bodhisattva and the father of Emperor Xiaozong, Zhao Youzong!

Wufu's mind was very confused, and he couldn't tell what his emotions were because he was in a complicated mood.

In the era of Youzong, the battle of Ghost Howling Peak, could it be that he really returned to the past? Wu Confusion couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, he racked his brains just to go back to the past? Isn't it just to mend his relationship with the Blood Bodhisattva? It really took no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get it!

"Hmm......"

However, as soon as he was happy, he felt a huge pain coming from the dantian, and Wu Zhi was happy to affect the injury, and a lot of essence flowed out along the tiny pinholes, and Wu Qi could feel that his cultivation had dropped a little. It's only been a few days, and his strength has already fallen to the level of Danxiao's First Realm!

Wu Confusion threw away the boy and stumbled out under the surprised gaze of everyone.

The pain of the injury made Wu Wei quickly calm down, the battle of Ghost Howling Peak happened too early, and he hadn't been born at all that year! Now that the injury is so serious, he must detoxify and repair the Yuan Dan before he can wait quietly for himself to be born, and when the time comes, it is good to stop himself from knowing the Blood Bodhisattva, and teach Xiao Wu to treat the Blood Bodhisattva well, in short, there is hope!

In any case, he is finally back! As long as he comes back, everything will be easy to say! With his long lifespan, a few decades is just a moment!

......

Yangshengtang is the largest medical hall in Bohai Town, and the owner Fang Yun is proficient in medical science, especially good at acupuncture and moxibustion meridians, and is a famous doctor of this generation.

The medical hall is still open as usual today, and there is no difference from the past, Fang Yun is calling for a woman at this time. I saw him squinting his eyes, putting his two fingers on the pulse and feeling the beating carefully, touching the goatee made Fang Yun look a little bit like a fortune teller.

However, after a moment, Fang Yun withdrew his hand.

"Congratulations to Madame, this is a joy, from the pulse of the abdomen health, I will prescribe a few more tonics for Madame, Madame go back to pay attention to conditioning, don't be angry." ”

When the woman heard this, she was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked Fang Yun.

"Oh, thank you Dr. Fang, I haven't been able to conceive, thanks to your miracle medicine, I only got pregnant after a month, my husband has been out of the project for two years and hasn't come back, and he will be very happy to see the child when he comes back!"

"Hehe, Fang is just an ordinary quack, he can't afford to be a miracle doctor, I'm just doing my best, Madam doesn't have to be like this. ”

Fang Yun picked up the brush, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced quickly while writing the prescription, and returned politely. But in terms of shape, the handwriting is smooth and neat, and there is a sense of flowing water. But savoring every word, this woman doesn't know any of them, but it doesn't matter, as long as the guy who grabs the medicine can understand it.

After getting the prescription, Madame raised her head and looked at Fang Yun with a serious expression.

"But...... I didn't call you a miracle doctor......"

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, then stroked his beard and laughed, "Ah, haha, it's good if you don't have it, it's good if you don't have it, madam, go to the counter to grab the medicine." ”

After the woman left, Fang Yun rubbed her forehead, it seemed that she had been a little too tired recently. He took a sip of tea, the light aroma of the tea mixed with a hint of bitterness, and there seemed to be a little sweetness in the bitterness. The fragrance of tea quickly diffused in Fang Yun's mouth and nose, refreshing the mind and invigorating the stomach, which was the favorite of the people of Zhao Guo.

However, as soon as he sobered up a little, Fang Yun vaguely felt that there was something wrong in the conversation with his wife before, and when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember anything. In the end, Fang Yuncheng shook his head and said to himself, "That's it, I don't want to think about it, I don't want to think about it, the prescription is right." ”

"Next. ”

Hearing the doctor's call, a man in white walked in slowly, only to see his brows furrowed slightly, as if he felt a little pain, he was dressed in white clean and tidy, and he looked like the son of a serious family.