"Iron City?"

In the Gathering Hall, everyone looked at Boss Hu sitting in the first place in surprise, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was very puzzled, he was just a teenager, was it necessary to use such an important chess piece?

In order to arrange this chess piece, Tiger Village spent countless resources, once this chess piece is used, it will lose the unexpected effect, and the chess pieces that have been painstakingly arranged are so wasted, everyone can't help but feel that Boss Hu is making a big fuss.

However, this tiger village is Boss Hu's final say, since he opened his mouth, there is no reason to take it back, so everyone can only swallow the dissatisfaction in their stomachs.

Actually, Boss Hu didn't want to do this, but Yang Ming gave him too much of a threat, and he had to get rid of it quickly, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to sleep well in the future.

It feels so good to be alive!

Two days later, Yang Ming finally escaped from Laohuling, stood on a small hillside, raised his head, and greeted the dazzling sun, Yang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and a calm smile appeared on his face.

The experience of the past few days is more dangerous and exciting than the dangers he has encountered in his two lives, this is just that he almost lost his life as soon as he stepped into the rivers and lakes.

If it weren't for his wit, maybe he would have died tragically at the hands of those bandits in Tiger Ridge, just like those dart masters.

Looking at some inflamed scars on his body, Yang Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face, these slightly purulent scars were left two years ago, in order to hunt a group of bandits, he was wrapped in dumplings, and it took a lot of effort to escape from these people.

"Looks like we're going to have to get to the Iron City as soon as possible......"

These seem to be just external injuries, but if it drags on for a long time, the damage to the body is unimaginable, fortunately, Yang Ming has been tempered by long-term exercise and medicinal power, and his body's resistance is far beyond ordinary people, otherwise he would have died in Tiger Ridge.

If these scars are not dealt with as soon as possible, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable, and after these few days of fighting, the internal force in his veins has become more and more full, and it has reached the requirements of the pulse, as long as he finds a safe place, Yang Ming can sprint the first meridian today.

If the first vein is opened, Yang Ming's combat power will inevitably increase greatly, even if he encounters any danger next, he can also increase the chance of survival, so Yang Ming's first task is to rush to the iron city, find a safe place to live and treat, and rush the pulse.

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Yunzhou, Iron City!

Slowly walking to the bustling street, some dart masters scolded roughly, Yang Ming suddenly felt very cordial, and suddenly thought of those dart masters in the Guan family dart bureau, and his expression was suddenly a little sad.

Shaking his head slightly, throwing these thoughts out of his mind, Yang Ming found a shop in front of him, and after inquiring about the address of the pharmacy, he raised his feet and left quickly.

After following the streets of the Iron City, I walked to the end and turned around a few times before I smelled a hint of medicinal fragrance.

"Childe, take medicine or see a doctor?"

As soon as he stepped into the pharmacy, a young man in Tsing Yi walked up with a smile, glanced at Yang Ming, and showed surprise on his face: "Childe, but you are injured?"

Hearing this little guy's words, Yang Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, just glanced at it, and saw that he had injuries on his body, and this little guy was also a little capable.

Nodding slightly, Yang Ming walked in, glanced at the little guy lightly, and asked, "Will you see a doctor?"

"I understand!" said the little guy with a reserved smile.

"Can you cure this injury?" Yang Ming walked to the medical area, sat on the chair, and took off his slightly tattered robe, and the hideous blood marks made the little girl's pupils shrink slightly.

After a short period of distraction, the little girl smiled and said: "Childe, you have a skin injury, but the time has dragged on for a long time, and the body has ulcerated, as long as you prescribe a few pairs of internal medicine and apply some trauma ointment, you will be fine after a few days." ”

After taking the medicine prescribed by the little guy, Yang Ming stepped out of the medicine shop, and just after walking a few steps, Yang Ming's brows suddenly frowned slightly, and then he turned into an alley.

However, as soon as Yang Ming entered the alley with his front feet, the two tails behind him couldn't wait to follow, however, when they walked into the alley, their eyes couldn't help but be stunned: "What about people?"

......

After shaking off the two tails, Yang Ming found a relatively ordinary inn to live in, he needed to recuperate during this time, but today's tracking of those two people aroused his vigilance.

It's just that he doesn't know whether the person who is following him is from Tiger Ridge or the person behind the scenes.

"It seems that this iron city is not a place to stay for a long time, you must leave as soon as possible......" his eyes narrowed slightly, Yang Ming muttered in the voice he heard.

It's just that he is now wounded, and his combat strength has declined, and if he leaves rashly, once he encounters the enemy, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Forget it, heal the wound first, and leave after rushing away from the first vein......"

Now that he has made up his mind, he will not hesitate any longer, and after resting for a few hours, he will sit cross-legged on the bed of the inn, running the first exercise of the Nine Folds of the Qishan Technique, and the pale yellow and full internal force in the Yang Guru Sutra suddenly moved.

Yang Ming calmed his mind and accelerated the operation of the exercises, and in the veins, thousands of pale yellow internal forces suddenly slowly converged and twisted into a rope.

Carefully controlling this internal force, compressing, compressing, and finally like a sharp sword tip, it sprinted out of the meridians, turning into a pale yellow tail light, and went straight to the barrier of the first meridian.

"Buzz ......"

The pale yellow sword seemed to pierce rubber, and the barrier of the first meridian was just rippled before it was bounced back.

In this regard, Yang Ming was not discouraged, if he succeeded in the first pulse, it would be hell.

The mind sank into the meridians, mobilized these pale yellow internal forces again, and sprinted towards the meridian barrier.

"Buzz, buzz......"

Failure after failure aroused Yang Ming's belligerent heart, brewed for a while, and once again organized the internal force, turned into a sharp sword, and shot out towards the barrier.

I don't know how long it has been, and I don't know how many times I have experienced the pulse, the meridians that have been tempered for a long time have a faint burning feeling, obviously, Yang Ming's continuous pulses have brought a certain amount of trauma to the meridians, at this time, the best way is to stop the pulses and use this remaining internal force to nourish the meridians.

If Yang Ming insists on rushing away from this meridian, even if he succeeds by luck, the meridians in his body will leave dark wounds, if he is unlucky and fails, then, the consequences are not something he can bear, maybe the meridians in his body can't withstand the pressure, which will directly lead to rupture.

In desperation, Yang Ming could only stop the offensive and chose to cultivate the meridians.