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Zhang Haotian and others desperately broke through, and finally escaped, he was seriously injured, if it weren't for his sister Zhang Ziwei's foresight, parting to give his life-saving golden pill to his brother, he would have swallowed his last breath. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, he was able to be in good spirits, and before he was injured, he relied on the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill.

Thinking about the situation just now, they couldn't help but be afraid for a while, and they were fortunate that they were besieged by so many masters of the Flying Star Gang, and they were able to retreat without breaking a single brother, which was really blessed by the heavens, a fluke!

The main altar of the Qinghong Gang can't go back, Chen Zichuan has a hiding place, he leads the way and gets into the alley southwest of Bazhou City.

This alley is known as a poor people's gathering area, with mud walls and muddy roads, and most of the roads are soaked in mud after the snow, making the narrow paths muddy and difficult to walk.

Even if they are skillful, walking on such a tortuous and narrow dirt road will inevitably get mud from their boots.

Fortunately, they are not rich and noble people, and they have just walked on the road of life and death, so these are nothing.

After twists and turns, they came to a small courtyard in the southwest corner of the city.

This small courtyard is similar to the surrounding courtyard, the courtyard gate is crooked, as if a gust of wind blows, it can be blown down, and the wall next to it has collapsed for a while, as if it has been washed away by rain, no one has repaired it, and you can see the situation in the courtyard from the mouth of the wall.

When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, there was a sound of dogs barking, followed by footsteps, accompanied by a cough, and slowly asked, "Who is outside?!"

The voice was old and weak, as if it had come from someone who was about to die.

"Elder Zhang, it's me, Chen Zichuan. Chen Zichuan stepped forward and replied in a low voice.

The door was pulled open with a creaking sound that made your teeth ache, and the shaft looked as if it hadn't been turned in years.

At the door stood a white-haired old man, with cloudy eyes, a thin face full of wrinkles, hunched over, his thin hands covering his mouth, and making a muffled coughing sound.

"Uncle Zhang, have you made the old injury again?" Chen Zichuan stepped forward, supported him, and asked with concern.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......" The old man covered his mouth tightly, his body stretched and shrunk, shaking violently, like a prawn struggling, and a blush swelled up on his withered yellow face.

coughed for a while, slowly subsided, he quietly gasped for a long time, waited for the flushing on his face to fade, breathed carefully, swept his cloudy eyes at everyone, and said slowly: "Alas, the old problem is sick, the past two days have been hot and cold, and my body and bones are a little unbearable,...... Come in. ”

He shuddered, turned, and walked in.

The barking of the dog sounded again, it was a fierce yellow dog, he barked softly, and then stopped not barking, but stared at the people fiercely, his tail drooping, and his mouth whined and intimidated.

I followed him into the courtyard and took a look, the yard was quite neatly cleaned, and there were piles of firewood with high walls in the east corner, and each piece of wood was of average size and neat.

Zhang Haotian's eyes swept away, and his heart was awe-inspiring, this obviously requires extremely clever techniques, and the person who chops wood has a good knife.

Chen Zichuan entered the room by himself, took out a few small wooden stools, and asked Zhang Haotian and them to sit down, while Zhang Bo sat down in front of the pile of firewood, picked up a wooden knife thrown aside, and gently chopped a log in half.

The wooden knife is shaped like a short blade, and the material is the surrounding pine wood, which looks like it was carved by a child.

Zhang Haotian and they glanced at each other, their eyes were full of surprise, they didn't have such skills, they didn't expect that the old man in front of him who was about to die was actually a hidden master!

"Deputy gang leader, who is this old man?" asked a master next to him in a low voice, and Zhang Haotian also looked at Chen Zichuan.

"Oh, it's the stranger I met by accident, living in seclusion here, let's hide here, and the Flying Star Gang will never find it. Chen Zichuan glanced at the old man's rickety back.

"There are many strange people in the countryside, I didn't expect that there would be such a hidden character in our Bazhou. Zhang Haotian shook his head and sighed in a low voice.

"Uncle Zhang injured his lungs while practicing, and he has not been able to heal and cannot do anything with others. Chen Zichuan understood what Zhang Haotian meant, shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Haotian nodded, looked at everyone, and smiled bitterly: "This time, we were counted by the surname Gao, and we lost all our money, but fortunately, the brothers were not seriously injured, and they should be healed and find an opportunity to make a comeback...... Zichuan, I can only hide here for a while!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhang is not an outsider, let's stay!" Chen Zichuan nodded hurriedly.

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In the early morning, the air is crisp and cold.

Zhang Haotian was practicing in the courtyard, a punch was punched, whirring and blowing, faintly with a light roar, since he had eaten the Nine Turns Soul Rejuvenation Pill, he felt that his skills had increased a lot, and every punch went out, three or four points more powerful than usual.

If he ate a few more pills, wouldn't it be worth more than ten years of penance? He often couldn't help but think like this, and then laughed at himself for being greedy and insufficient.

But the revenge of the gang gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake, and when he fell asleep at night, he often woke up and couldn't sleep.

So I got up and practiced, and only by practicing hard could I make myself more comfortable.

Uncle Zhang slept very little, and every time he got up, he would see him sitting in the courtyard, quietly looking at the sky, or sitting there chopping wood.

The two chatted occasionally, and he knew that Uncle Zhang was not chopping firewood for his own use, but because he wanted to vent his lungs, otherwise, the old injury would attack and cough people to death.

Uncle Zhang advised Zhang Haotian that he couldn't be so anxious to practice, he would hurt himself, and his injury was because he was in a hurry.

Zhang Haotian listened, just smiled, still the same way, Uncle Zhang no longer persuaded him.

On this morning, Uncle Zhang was still sitting there chopping wood, holding a wooden knife, and with a slight stroke, the sturdy log became two pieces, like child's play.

Zhang Haotian was practicing boxing when he suddenly heard a knock on the door outside.

Uncle Zhang's ears moved, the wooden knife in mid-air paused, put it down gently, and glanced at Zhang Haotian who stopped his figure.

Zhang Haotian's expression was serious, his eyes were blazing, he looked at Uncle Zhang, his figure jumped, and he entered the house, in the narrow room, everyone was already standing with swords, and the atmosphere was tense.

And the fierce yellow dog did not say a word, as if he had not smelled or heard.

"Who-?" asked Uncle Zhang, in a slow, feeble voice.

A coquettish laugh came from outside, and her voice was crisp and pleasant: "Hehe, uncle, little woman Zhang Ziwei, my eldest brother is inside, right?"

Uncle Zhang's wrinkled face was still puzzled, Zhang Haotian had already rushed out, his body was very fast, he stepped forward to open the courtyard door, and saw two women standing outside the door.

Standing in front of her, a snow-white mink fur, bright and flawless, with a full and round face, delicate and cute, and ruddy cherry lips exhaling hot air, it is Zhang Haotian's sister Zhang Ziwei.

"Little sister!" Zhang Haotian was happy and surprised, he had experienced life and death, and he missed and loved his little sister even more.

"Big brother!" Zhang Ziwei was excited, rushed up, hugged Zhang Haotian's arm, shook it vigorously, and snorted: "But it scared me!"

"Why are you here?" asked Zhang Haotian curiously.

"It's not that you moved the Nine Turns Soul Rejuvenation Pill!" Zhang Ziwei snorted, and then slapped her fair and smooth forehead: "Look at me...... Big brother, my third uncle is here too!"

When she saw that her eldest brother was unharmed, she was so excited that she forgot everything.

"I've seen Lin Nuxia!" Zhang Haotian clenched his fists and bowed, looking respectful.

"Gang Master Zhang is polite!" Lin Xiaoqing was also wearing a snow-white mink fur, tall, more and more luxurious, covered with white gauze, she couldn't see her face clearly, and she could only faintly feel her graceful demeanor.

"Come on in. Zhang Haotian hurriedly bowed down and stretched out his hand, inviting him to enter, his hands and feet were quite at a loss, as if he heard Lin Xiaoqing's delicate voice.

Zhang Ziwei pursed her lips and smiled, fell behind Lin Xiaoqing, and entered the courtyard.

"The air in the house is still clear, so let's talk here for a while. Zhang Haotian looked at Lin Xiaoqing, asked softly, covered with white gauze, he didn't dare to face those bright eyes, and retreated with a touch.

"Well, listen to Gang Leader Zhang. Lin Xiaoqing nodded slightly, a gust of morning wind blew, the white veil fluttered lightly, and the jade face loomed.

"Zichuan, take a few chairs and come out. Zhang Haotian shouted inside.

Chen Zichuan came out in response, carrying four chairs in his hands, this is the chair they are hiding here, bored, and made by themselves, which is quite rough, but it is better than sturdy.

"Chen Rong Chen Zichuan, the deputy leader of our gang. Zhang Haotian pointed at him.

"The little woman Shui Yun sent Lin Xiaoqing and met Deputy Gang Leader Chen. Lin Xiaoqingyu hugged her hand lightly and laughed coquettishly.

"Don't dare, don't dare. Chen Zichuan hurriedly bowed and returned the salute.

As soon as he saw Zhang Ziwei appear, he knew that she was the baby sister of the helper, a disciple of the Shuiyun faction, and her third master was naturally also a member of the Shuiyun faction, so he didn't dare to slack off.

Chairs were placed in the middle of the courtyard, and several people sat down and began to talk.

Lin Xiaoqing glanced at Uncle Zhang, who was lying on his back, smiled lightly, and then turned her eyes away.

Uncle Zhang slowly returned to the house, which was regarded as avoiding suspicion.

"Big brother, have you moved the Nine Turns Soul Pill?" As soon as she sat down, Zhang Ziwei couldn't help but ask in a coquettish voice.

“...... Oh, yes. Zhang Haotian was a little embarrassed, after all, he had saved his mind at the beginning, and he wanted to just keep it for a while, and then find a chance to return it to his little sister, but he didn't expect to finally eat it for himself.

He didn't know that there was a formation carved in the Nine Turns Soul Pill Jade Bottle, and once the Pill left the Jade Bottle, there was a sense in the Shui Yun Jade Pendant.

"Big brother, you took it, right?" Zhang Ziwei glanced at him with bright round eyes.

"Hmm. Zhang Haotian nodded.

"It's really scary!" Zhang Ziwei patted her full chest with her little hand, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "How could the eldest brother be so seriously injured?!"

"Alas......!" Zhang Haotian sighed helplessly, his face was not very good-looking.

"Big brother-!" Zhang Ziwei was dissatisfied.

“...... Okay," Zhang Haotian smiled bitterly, glanced at Lin Xiaoqing, and sighed: "It's a shame to say,...... wanted to ambush Gao Shiqi, but instead fell into his evil trap, fell into a siege, and fought to the death...... Now that the Qinghong Gang has existed in name only, several brothers have been injured, and they can only hide here for a while!"

Then, he went through the details, all the way to how to hide here, and the identity of Uncle Zhang.

"Sure enough, it's this surname Gao!" Zhang Ziwei snorted, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and the original Yingying autumn waves in her bright eyes turned into a cold glow, and she was awe-inspiring.

Zhang Haotian was a little ashamed, he didn't dare to look at Lin Xiaoqing anymore, his skills were low, and his brain was clumsy, which was really embarrassing.

"That old man Zhang was sick just now, right?" Lin Xiaoqing diverted the topic and asked in a coquettish voice.

"Uncle Zhang injured his lung meridian when he was young, and it has become a depression that cannot be cured. Chen Zichuan hurriedly replied.

"Hmm...... Lin Xiaoqing glanced at Zhang Haotian, took out a white porcelain bottle from her arms, poured out a golden pill, about the size of a thumb, round as a bead, and handed it to Zhang Ziwei: "Let him give it a try." ”

Chen Zichuan was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed down to thank him.

If he hadn't seen the effect of the Nine Transformations Soul Restoration Pill, he might still have doubts, but at this time, he already had great respect for the Water Cloud Sect's pill.

Zhang Ziwei stretched out her little hand, took the golden pill, handed it to Chen Zichuan, and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Chen for saving my brother!"

Chen Zichuan hurriedly said that he didn't dare, and the helper saved himself from danger many times, so he should sacrifice his life to repay him.

This golden pill is Lin Xiaoqing's favor to help Zhang Ziwei return to Chen Zichuan.

Lin Xiaoqing stroked the green silk next to her sideburns and said with a faint smile: "Ziwei, it's still early, everyone hasn't gotten up yet, let's go out for a walk first, and come back when it's time to eat." ”

"Yes. Zhang Ziwei agreed coquettishly.

Zhang Haotian wanted to accompany them, lest he not recognize the way, and was rejected by Lin Xiaoqing, and he no longer insisted, they were hiding so remotely, they could find it, and they would not get lost.

Half an hour later, they came back again, the meal was ready, Uncle Zhang's cooking skills were excellent, and the meal was delicious.

During the meal, Lin Xiaoqing and Zhang Ziwei were alone in a room, accompanied by Zhang Haotian.

Lin Xiaoqing took off the white veil and showed her true face, and her charming jade face made Zhang Haotian fidget, and he didn't dare to look up at her.

Even if you don't look up, you are slightly drunk, and the room is filled with a faint fragrance, like a musk deer, like a blue and non-musk, intoxicating, inextricable.

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Thinking of this, Zhang Haotian, who was lying on his back, had hazy eyes, and Lin Xiaoqing's charming and incoherent jade face seemed to appear on the caisson, smiling, and the flowers were discolored.

"Big brother, what are you thinking about?!" Zhang Ziwei grinned.

"No, it's nothing!" Zhang Haotian hurriedly shook his head.

Zhang Ziwei glanced at him, shook her head and said, "Big brother, have you met the master?"

"Is it Mr. Xiao?" Zhang Haotian turned his head to look at her.

"Hmm. Zhang Ziwei nodded, reached out and tucked his quilt, and sighed lightly: "The third master should like the master uncle." ”

Zhang Haotian was stunned, his face changed slightly, and he smiled reluctantly: "...... Well. ”

Zhang Ziwei peeked at him, and added a fire: "The master uncle should also like the third master!"

Zhang Haotian was silent, staring blankly at the caisson above.

Zhang Ziwei sighed secretly, how could she not know about her eldest brother's thoughts?

As long as it is a man, when he sees his master and several uncles, he will fall into it without self-control.

They are already beautiful, and after practicing the clear water trick, they are even more beautiful, enough to bring disaster to the country and the people, which man can withstand it?

But, who one of the men in the world can be worthy of the master, even if she has always respected the brother, she asked herself, is not worthy of the third master!

Instead of waiting to be unable to extricate himself, it is better to take advantage of the fact that he is not deep and cut off the eldest brother's thoughts, so as not to ask for hardship.

Shaking her head secretly, pretending not to see anything, Zhang Ziwei smiled and said, "Big brother, now your chance has come!"

"Oh...... , "Zhang Haotian didn't want to speak, but he couldn't resist the little sister's gaze, so he had to speak lazily"...... What chances?"

"Martial arts!" Zhang Ziwei glanced at him with disgust, and said coquettishly: "My master's martial arts, eldest brother, you have seen it, which one can compare?...... Although the master does not accept disciples, he is very happy to promote the juniors!"

Zhang Haotian's dim eyes suddenly lit up, and then he gloomy again, and shook his head lightly: "I'm afraid that my brother won't have that blessing!"

"If it is Master Bo Kaien, give it a touch to the eldest brother, it will be a great adventure!" Zhang Ziwei's eyes were shining, and her excitement was indescribable.

Immediately, her face also darkened, and she sighed coquettishly: "It's a pity, it's very difficult to get into the eyes of the master,...... Now the head of the Huashan faction is able to stand out from the disciples and win the position of the head because of the master's allocation!"

"Oh-?" Zhang Haotian opened his eyes wide, he had never heard of it, for him, the Huashan faction was an unattainable existence.

"Forget it!" Zhang Haotian smiled bitterly, since he was born, his luck has been bad, he can't expect too much at all, shook his head, and sighed deeply: "If this injury can be healed well, I will be content with my brother!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Master is out of the horse, no matter what kind of injury!" Zhang Ziwei patted her full chest and said in a coquettish voice.

"I hope so......" Zhang Haotian muttered, falling into memory again......

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After breakfast, Zhang Haotian sent someone out to inquire about the news.

After Zhang Bo took the golden pill, he meditated in the house in order to speed up the onset of the medicine, and they sat in the courtyard and waited for his news.

Without waiting for Uncle Zhang to get up, the master who inquired about the news rushed into the courtyard like a gust of wind, with a confused look on his face, and when he asked what was going on, he still looked confused: "That Gao Shiqi is dead!"

(To be continued)