Zhong Yunlang saw that Ying Wu could still call in a low voice before, but now he was hit by the old man in gray, and he was dull and silent, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info probe should five snorts, is already very weak.

Zhong Yunlang glared at the gray-clothed old man, picked up Ying Wu, and turned around to rush up the mountain. I'm afraid that if I am a moment late, it will be difficult to save Ying Wu.

When the old man in gray saw that he was leaving, he hurriedly caught up with him. But how fast Zhong Yunlang's feet were, the old man in gray had to watch Zhong Yunlang go farther and farther. Zhong Yunlang turned two sharp corners in a row, and arrived at the residence of the Autumn God Doctor-Hanging Pot Courtyard.

Zhong Yunlang stood outside the door wall, only to see the gray tile and white wall, and the simple courtyard gate was simple and elegant. Zhong Yunlang took a long breath and stepped forward to call the door: "Mr. Qiu, Yunlang has come to seek medical treatment." The courtyard was silent, and no one answered.

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Zhong Yunlang didn't care about the etiquette at this time, reached out and pushed the door, and pushed it twice. The courtyard door was closed so tightly that it could not be opened. Zhong Yunlang waved his palm and slapped it on the door, with all his palms, but the door of this courtyard did not move. Although the door panel is made of wood, it is as hard as pig iron.

Zhong Yunlang took two steps back, concentrating and calming, it was not difficult to climb over this low wall with light smoke steps.

But Zhong Yunlang's right foot had just stepped on the courtyard wall, and his left foot had not yet stepped out, and he had been pulled by someone. Zhong Yunlang struggled and couldn't break free. When I looked back, it was the gray-robed old man. A long internal strength came from the hands of the gray-clothed old man, and Zhong Yunlang only felt sore.

Zhong Yunlang shouted: "You despicable villain, let go of your hand!" struggled to restrain the feeling of soreness all over his body, but he couldn't go over the wall again. On the tip of your right foot, turn over and get off the wall and down to the ground.

When the gray-clothed old man saw him come down, he grabbed the hand of his left foot, so he let go and sneered: "Light skills are indeed good, but your internal strength is low, and you are still far behind!"

Zhong Yunlang fell to the ground, and saw that Ying's five qi were like a gossamer, and he was dying, but at this time, he was entangled by this gray-clothed old man, and he couldn't get out, and his heart was burning like fire. Hearing the old man in gray mocking, he laughed angrily: "Ha, this is really fifty steps and a hundred steps." My internal strength is already lacking in the fire, and I know it myself. But I see that Your Excellency is not outstanding in terms of internal skills, and it is really mediocre. If you say I'm far from you, then I'm not convinced!"

Zhong Yunlang is very modest, and when he encounters older knights and even strangers in the green forest, no matter how high or low his kung fu is, he will always call him 'senior'. But when he saw the old man in gray punching Ying Wu, he hated him for acting despicably and shamelessly, so he only addressed him as 'Your Excellency'. When he spoke, his attitude was even more unceremonious.

The gray-clothed old man raised his eyebrows, and his sleeve robe shook slightly: "Hmph, are you saying that my internal strength is mediocre and there is nothing outstanding?"

Zhong Yunlang sneered slightly, raised his head and looked angrily: "Exactly!" The old man in gray did not answer, stretched out his left foot and stepped forward, and then retracted his foot, only to see that there was a mark on the ground, about half an inch deep. In the eyes of ordinary people, it would be extremely shocking to see such internal strength, but Zhong Yunlang looked indifferent, and seemed to turn a blind eye to the old man in gray.

The old man in gray was unaware of Zhong Yunlang's indifference, raised his head and smiled: "How is it?

Zhong Yunlang smiled coldly: "Naturally, it's mediocre tight." Among the people I have seen in my life, your internal cultivation should be the worst. "The people he has met in the past few days, such as the woman surnamed Duan, Mu Wangye, Liu Zhangjiao, and Jiang Gang Master, are all top masters in the world today. Even the Three Iron Curtains of the Imperial City and the Soul Snatcher are also very powerful. At this time, seeing the gray-clothed old man showing this skill, he naturally didn't feel that there was any cleverness.

But to say that this gray-clothed old man's cultivation is the worst, it is purely angry with him. No matter how bad the skills of this gray-clothed old man are, he can also be compared with the shopkeeper of the road, one of the 'six masters' of the year, especially above Yan Jiping and Chu Zhengqing, the owner of the Iron Sword Villa.

When the gray-clothed old man heard this, his face sank: "You kid, your tone is not small. You're young, what kind of people can you meet. ”

Zhong Yunlang snorted, and just wanted to say 'Senior Duan' and 'Lord Mu', but after thinking about it, he only knew that 'Senior Duan' was called 'Pretty Rakshasa', and he didn't even know what her real name was, how could he be regarded as knowing her? If this old man in gray asked, it would be too embarrassing. Mu Wang Ye is not a person in the rivers and lakes, he hides it on weekdays, and when he says it, this gray-clothed old man is afraid and doesn't know. So he said: "Wangchengguan Liu Zhangjiao, beggar gang Jiang gang leader, whether it is internal strength or character, which one is not better than you a thousand times?"

The old man in gray laughed: "Liu Jichang and Jiang Kuang are both leaders of a gang and a faction, and their internal cultivation is slightly better than mine, which is reasonable." But if you want to say a thousand times a thousand times, that's a big bullshit! The martial arts moves I have learned are ten times better than the two of them, and they can't get cheap to me when they fight!" After speaking, he laughed even more, showing his madness.

Zhong Yunlang said in his heart: "This person is crazy." He said again: "That Zhengyang League Su Sect Master, Yanxia Menning is in charge of the sect, and there is Wangcheng Guanzhang...... Zhang Boduan, you are even more out of reach!" He didn't actually know Ning Zhangjiao and Zhang Boduan, but in order to suppress the arrogance of the old man in gray, he said it together. He himself is the successor of Mu Feng, and he doesn't want to praise himself in front of others, so he hides the name of his ancestor and doesn't say anything.

The gray-clothed old man's face changed, and he immediately retracted in a frantic manner: "The 'Four Divine Powers' martial arts are extraordinary, and the people in the rivers and lakes regard them as gods, how can they be compared." Whoever has their twelfth or twelfth skill can be called a top master. You kid, use their names to oppress people, hum, and blow nonsense. You are so young, how can you know such a Taishan Beidou in the martial arts? I also said that I know the former martial arts alliance leader Liu Haichan Dao Chang!"

Zhong Yunlang was just about to fight back, when he heard Ying Wu crying out softly in pain, his heart ached, and he no longer had any intention of fighting for the old man in gray. Taking advantage of this gray-clothed old man without precautions, he jumped up on the courtyard wall with his feet.

The old man in gray said 'huh', and said in his heart: "Yes, I just saw it on the cliff, this kid will make light smoke." By no means a fake. He immediately asked, "Boy, who are you Mu Feng?"

Zhong Yunlang didn't answer him, and just went over the wall and entered the hospital. Tapping his feet on the courtyard wall twice, he has jumped into the courtyard. But I saw that the courtyard was quiet and empty. At this time, it is dusk, and the setting sun shines obliquely on the medicine shelves in the hospital, which increases the gloomy atmosphere. There is no human smell in this hanging pot courtyard.

Zhong Yunlang was surprised to himself, the courtyard door was pushed open with a 'squeak', and the gray-clothed old man slowly walked into the courtyard gate, walked to the door of the inner hall, and stood steadily: "Boy, the old-timers asked you something! ”

Zhong Yunlang scolded: "You are despicable and shameless, taking advantage of the danger of others, what kind of old-timer, it is natural not to reply to your words." "Ignore him now, and go to the backyard to find the autumn doctor. But if you want to enter the backyard, you must pass through the inner hall, and at this time the old man in gray blocked the way, no matter how good Zhong Yunlang's light skills are, no matter how fast his body is, there is nothing he can do.

The old man in gray frowned: "Who is despicable and shameless? Who is taking advantage of the danger of others? My fist swept this little brother unintentionally, and you are to blame...... Well, that, I didn't do it intentionally. He wanted to say that Zhong Yunlang's body was too fast, and he didn't have time to close his fist, but for the sake of face, he swallowed it again.

Zhong Yunlang was blocked by him several times, how could he believe him? shouted: "Get out of the way!" waved his palm forward, and hit the gray-clothed old man with a move of 'white waves'.

The old man in gray was relaxed, condensed his breath in his palm, and took Zhong Yunlang's trick stubbornly.

The two palms met, and there was a loud 'bang', which was deafening.

Zhong Yunlang's skills were not good, and he took three steps back, but the old man in gray stood steadily, smiling.

"Boy, I said earlier, your internal strength is too far behind. Moves, hehe, don't you know how to set a set of Storm Palms? Although the Storm Palms are strong, you haven't practiced them yet. The old man in gray was very proud, and shook his head as he spoke, saying, 'You boy, too bad, too bad. ’

Zhong Yunlang knew that he couldn't fight him, so he didn't pay attention to his sarcasm, and shouted to himself: "Mr. Qiu, Yun Lang is here to seek medical treatment! Mr. Qiu, Yun Lang is here!"

The gray-clothed old man grinned, gasped, frowned slightly, and looked a little impatient: "Okay, okay, what are you calling! It's not important, you say it first, don't you believe that I didn't mean to hurt this little brother?"

Zhong Yunlang ignored him, and just shouted, "Mr. Qiu, Mr. Qiu!"

The gray-clothed old man sighed and stretched out his hand to push Zhong Yunlang's shoulder: "Are you annoyed, you can't see Doctor Qiu today, maybe you won't see it tomorrow, you may have to wait for three days and four days, seven days and eight days, that's not sure." Okay, let's die, let's talk quickly, don't believe I didn't mean to hurt this little brother!"

Zhong Yunlang saw that there was no response to the call for the autumn divine doctor, and expected that what the old man in gray said was true. Thinking that Ying Wu was ultimately difficult to help, he was sad in his heart, and gave the gray-clothed old man a palm, but he was unlucky to resist, and retreated seven or eight steps in a row. Putting down Ying Wu, he leaned against the courtyard wall, as if he was paralyzed.

The old man in gray didn't give up, and chased after him: "Why are you so unpushed? Say it quickly, don't you believe it......" At this point, he couldn't say any more.

Because he saw Zhong Yunlang hiding his face with one hand, his chest heaving, breathing deeply and exhaling deeply. He noticed the heavy breathing, full of helplessness and anger.

Somehow, the old man in gray suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. He felt a little sorry for the tired young man in the official robe in front of him.

"You...... It's okay. ”

Zhong Yunlang had a tired face, and with a little sadness, he chuckled a few times: "Heh, heh, I? Of course I'm fine." But my fifth brother is in trouble!", said the latter sentence, and his voice had turned into a roar.

"I brought my fifth brother to see a doctor. I grew up withdrawn, with no friends or relatives. When I returned from the city of Lanzhou, I was only ten years old, and I felt even more lonely in the huge Hejian Mansion. But fortunately, over the years, there are five brothers who have been with each other. ”

"My fifth brother and I have a deep friendship, he is straightforward, he always believes what I say, and he always does what I ask him to do. It was I who asked him to wear this 'Sunset Red Cloud Armor', and I was so tired that he was injured by Yang Yuankai's nine-section soft whip. I killed him......"

"I brought my fifth brother here to seek medical treatment, but you blocked me all the way...... Who the hell are you!, what are you going to do!" The previous words were Zhong Yunlang talking to himself, but the last sentence was said to the old man in gray with an angry roar.

The old man in gray was stunned, but he was a little suppressed by Zhong Yunlang's momentum, and hesitated: "When will I mess around, I'm just asking if you believe it......"

Zhong Yunlang looked at the old man in gray, listening to his question, he smiled coldly: "Heh, heh, I believe, I believe, okay! The old man is bright and upright, and he will not take advantage of the danger of others, how can he attack a seriously injured junior?" The old man in gray was stunned on the spot, speechless.

The corners of Zhong Yunlang's mouth rose, with a cold smile on his face, and waved his hand weakly: "Okay, I also answered your question, get out of the way and let me pass." The tone was tired, but calm.

The old man in gray raised his eyebrows and stood still, and whispered to himself: "Isn't it just that he is seriously ill and is dying? But his feet still shifted slightly to the right, making way for Zhong Yunlang.

I watched Zhong Yunlang pick up Ying Wu and walk towards the inner hall.

When Zhong Yunlang passed by the old man in gray, the old man in gray's mind changed slightly, and muttered to himself: "You are bent on saving him, just because he and you are siblings, you treat each other with all sincerity, and you have a deep affection for him, but is this the reason why he should be saved? What about me? The person I cherish is seriously injured, why is no one saving her? Then Liao will slap him lightly, and my family Ah Zhen will ...... It's a pity that my martial arts were not successful at that time, and I couldn't get close to her in the chaos of the army. has a body of medical skills, but he can't save her. ”

His eyes were blank and hollow, as if he had returned to a time and space many years ago.

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Zhong Yunlang looked back at him, and there was a trace of sympathy and comfort in his originally indifferent eyes.

But that's an old thing, Zhong Yunlang can't do anything, and now he is also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect himself.

He didn't give a word of comfort, just walked firmly and walked towards the backyard.

At this time, the hanging pot courtyard under the sunset was extremely quiet, and everyone present clearly heard two sighs, one for the old sadness, and the other for the brotherhood in front of them.

The gray-clothed old man shouted softly: "Boy, the autumn god doctor has a big event at this time, and he really can't pull away. ”

Zhong Yunlang was stunned when he heard this, and stopped.

The old man in gray sighed softly: "That's it, you come here, I will heal this little brother." ”

Zhong Yunlang turned around, his face shocked.

The gray-clothed old man nodded: "It's just the injury of the soft whip and the stagnation of the true qi in the body, I can cure it." ”