However, among the eight elders who stood in front of the bed and never gave up, Elder Gu Cheng's heart felt more guilty and sorrowful; after all, it was he who reported the deputy gang leader last time, and it was he who regarded him as the murderer of the gang leader Yuan Pingyue. The pen was www.biquge.info and made him feel wronged and stay in a cold, damp prison for so long. This apology was always in his heart, as heavy as a stone.

Over the years, especially after the last misunderstanding, he has become more and more aware that the deputy gang leader is an open-minded, benevolent, and upright person, which also makes him admire him even more!

Before this, he always felt that the deputy gang leader was a little contrived, and he suspected that his heart was not as selfless as he appeared on the outside, and it was not until after this series of events that he fully believed that his previous judgments were all biased and incorrect. In fact, the deputy gang advocates Jun Tao, he is a person who is consistent on the outside and inside, selfless in his heart, and above board.

The morning light outside was getting brighter and brighter, and the lights in the room were getting dimer and darker. The faces of the eight elders were also very haggard, after all, they had spent four days and three nights in this room, accompanying the deputy gang leader they admired in their hearts, and only a few helmsmen were in charge of the beggar gang for four days and three nights, and the elders were all gathered in the room of the deputy gang leader, and no one wanted to be left behind at such a critical moment.

This is still a trivial matter, and the main reason is that the deputy gang advocates that Jun Tao is too good a person, so that everyone feels like they owe him too much, and they all want to do a good job of brotherhood when he is dying.

Just when everyone was anxious, a beggar disciple who reported the incident hurriedly came over, and the eight elders then asked him what was the matter. He said that the purple-clothed swordsman Nan Jian outside the door came to visit, and everyone was very surprised and emotional.

"Nan Daxia is really a kind and righteous person," Elder Gu Cheng said with emotion, "At such a time, it is really touching that he can think of our deputy gang leader!" So, the eight elders all came to the door to greet him with excitement.

When everyone walked out of the door, Nanjian was standing at the bottom of the steps, and his dusty appearance made people deeply moved. His left arm was still wounded, and he was bandaged with a strip of blue cloth, and the purple robe he wore was stained with blood, and although the blood had turned into brown marks, it still reminded people that he had just witnessed a bloody battle. He had a tired look on his face, like a general walking down from the battlefield, tired and haggard.

"Nan Daxia, fortunately, fortunately!" the eight elders bowed to him.

Nan Jian hurriedly returned the salute, and he asked, "Is the deputy gang leader in good health?"

Everyone's expressions immediately showed a touch of indescribable sadness, and before they could speak, Nan Jian continued: "Nan Mou came this time to send an antidote to the deputy gang leader!"

When everyone heard this, they were extremely excited, "How did Nan Daxia know that our deputy gang leader was injured?" Elder Chao Beifei asked in surprise.

"It's a long story!" Nan Jian said eagerly, "I'm sorry for the elders, take me to see the deputy gang leader, and we'll talk about this matter in detail after we meet the deputy gang leader." ”

So, the eight elders hurriedly led Nan Jian to the sickbed of the deputy gang advocate Jun Tao. Seeing the deputy gang leader lying on the bed with a withered face, Nan Jian said to the eight elders again: "Elders, quickly get a bowl of wine, I will disinfect the deputy gang leader and apply an antidote to him." ”

Immediately Elder Sun Gang went to the outside hall and brought a bowl of wine, Nan Jian took the wine bowl and put it on the cabinet at the head of the bed, and then took out the purple and black arm of the deputy gang leader from the quilt. He tore the clothes from the hands of the assistant gang leader, revealing the festering wound, and he took the bowl and poured some wine over the festering wound.

The spicy liquor burned the rotting flesh and poisonous blood into purple-brown foam on the festering wound, and also made the unconscious deputy gang leader feel a tingling pain, and he struck a spirit, and his whole body convulsed. After that, Nanjian put the wine bowl back on the bedside table.

He took out two small porcelain bottles from his breast-hugging pocket, uncorked one of them, and poured some yellowish powder on the wound on the arm of the deputy gang leader. Immediately, the powder met the pus and blood on the wound and made a slight sound from Zla. Then, he tore off another piece of the deputy leader's torn sleeve, used it as a bandage, and pierced it on the wound.

The eight elders all watched the purple-clothed swordsman Nan Jian intently, methodically disinfecting, applying medicine, and bandaging the wounds of the deputy gang leader. When this was all done, everyone thought it was done, but he put his bandaged arm back under the covers. Then, he uncorked another porcelain vase, and poured out a black pill from it.

The black pill also looked like the size of a red bean, round and round, and was held in Nanjian's palm. Then, as if he was dragging the body of the deputy gang leader up, seeing this, the eight elders hurriedly rushed forward to help.

Elder Gu Cheng helped to lift up the dying deputy gang leader, letting him lean on his chest, and Elder Chao Beifei held the wine bowl on the table in his hand. The rest of the elders, who had not found anything to do, stretched their necks and leaned behind Nan Jian, surrounding him in the middle, as if someone had given the deputy gang leader an antidote, and they were also hungry and wanted to taste a pill and try it.

Soon, with the help of everyone, the deputy gang leader successfully took the antidote. They carefully laid him flat on the bed and re-covered the quilt. Now, although the deputy gang leader still hadn't opened his eyes, he was still like a lifeless corpse, but everyone no longer felt sad and worried! It wasn't until this moment that the big stone in the hearts of the eight elders fell.

The sorrow in their hearts was lifted, everyone's expressions relaxed, and suddenly, they all felt a strong fatigue hit their eyes. So that everyone looked sleepy, and they kept yawning again and again. However, the purple-clothed swordsman Nan Jian came from afar to deliver the antidote, which was also very hard and tiring, and the eight elders felt that compared to the purple-clothed swordsman Nan Jian, an outsider, their hard work and fatigue were nothing at all.

Therefore, everyone accompanied him to the living room of the deputy gang leader to drink tea and talk about it. At this time, the brilliant morning sun outside the door shone on the stone floor of the door, reflecting the dazzling light in the room, making every pair of sleepy eyes a little difficult to open. However, each of them is trying their best to support themselves so that they do not feel that they are drowsy.

"How does Nan Daxia know that our deputy gang leader is injured?" As soon as he sat down, the maid served hot tea, and Elder Gu Cheng asked him.

So, Nanjian recounted what he had experienced on Oolong Mountain to everyone in a concise and concise manner. When everyone heard the critical point, they were all nervous and sleepy.

"Nan Daxia, did He Hanzhong, the old thief, find it later?" Elder Jiang Xiaosheng, who was sitting next to Elder Sun Gang, couldn't help but ask when he heard him talk about the old immortal He Hanzhong, who ran through the window.

Nan Jian shook his head, Zou frowned and sighed, "I haven't met him since then, and I don't know where he went." So, I took Nangong Lin down to Oolong Mountain, but when I returned to Huangshi Town, I met Yang Yun, the five-star dart in charge of Oolong Mountain, and he invited it, Zuo Chunni, the demon woman of Changshan on the Golden Rain Palace......"

When everyone heard the words "Golden Rain Palace", their eyes widened in surprise, because they had been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, and they had only heard of the Golden Rain Palace, a mysterious organization that had been rumored on the rivers and lakes for a long time, and had not personally understood it. I don't know what kind of evil organization this "Golden Rain Palace" is.

"Golden Rain Palace!" Hearing Nan Jian say these three words, Elder Gu Cheng shrank back the teacup that had been sent to his mouth, he looked at Nan Jian with a look of surprise and asked, "I heard that this is a very strange Jianghu organization, which is full of dizzy people, and the small Fang Lords they set up on the rivers and lakes are all over every city and town in the world. I also heard that they are all ruthless people, and the people in the rivers and lakes who oppose them, no matter where he is hiding, the people of the Golden Rain Palace will find him out and take his life, is this true?"

Nanjian nodded solemnly. As a result, everyone is even more frightened. Everyone felt as if a cold wind had penetrated into their bodies, causing their bodies to shiver with horror.