When Yun Yi came to his senses, he subconsciously propped up the bed with his hands and wanted to get up, but a stabbing pain like a pinprick suddenly came out of his right arm, and he couldn't help but scream in pain and fell on the bed again.

"You're waking up a lot faster than I expected," Sanyu's cold voice came from the side.

Glancing sideways at Sanyu who was sitting in a wheelchair on the side, Yun Yi couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "What did you do to me?

"Your arm is fine!" Sanyu said indifferently without waiting for him to finish: "If you want to say that there is something, it is also a good thing!"

Yun Yi was a little angry: "My arm hurts so much, you still say that it wasn't your hands and feet?"

"The meridians in his hands are not cleared, so he wants to use the superior fist technique, and it is already considered good luck if the meridians are not broken," Sanyu shook his head slightly and said, "This, you can't blame me." ”

Yun Yi, who was stunned, frowned and thought about it slightly, and vaguely resounded what happened before he fell into a coma. At the moment when he was so confused before, he instinctively subconsciously used the Tiger Cannon Fist. It's a pity that the meridians of the arm are not connected, and the power of the Tiger Cannon Fist naturally can't be exerted much.

"Xiaoping!" With Sanyu's indifferent command, Xiaoping suddenly came to Yunyi's side with a small jade box, opened it, and with a faint smell of medicine and herbal fragrance, revealing the gray-black ointment in it.

"What is this?" Yun Yi, who glanced at him casually, couldn't help frowning slightly and asked.

"The medicine that treats the damage to the meridians in your arm, apply it externally, and you can't use the previous punch technique again for three days," Sanyu said indifferently, and then turned his wheelchair and went to the back room.

Medicine for the treatment of meridian damage? The preciousness of this medicine can be imagined, and this Sanyu is so easy to give himself? Yun Yi, who frowned and doubted, couldn't help but feel that he couldn't see through Sanyu.

"Brother Yi, I'll help you apply the medicine!" Xiao Ping said as he dipped some ointment with a small jade flat stick, and then carefully applied it to Yun Yi's right arm.

"Hiss" The ointment on his arm was first cool, and then Yun Yi felt a trace of heat coming out of the flesh and blood of his arm. After the ointment was evenly applied to the arm, the pain had subsided a lot.

"Brother Yi, how do you feel?" Xiao Ping said, closing the lid of the jade box.

Yun Yi, who moved his arm slightly, nodded and smiled: "It's much better." ”

"By the way, Xiaoping, what time is it now?" Yun Yi, who grabbed the clothes he put on on the side, couldn't help asking.

"It's almost time," Xiaoping said and handed the jade box to Yun Yi: "Brother Yi, give it!"

"Give it to me?" Yun Yi pointed at himself in surprise.

Xiao Ping nodded and said, "Childe said, your arm meridians are damaged, and you need to apply ointment a few more times to get better." ”

"Xiaoping, you honestly, there is nothing wrong with this ointment, right?" Yunyi asked Xiaoping in a low voice.

As soon as his words fell, Sanyu's cold voice came from the back room: "If you are afraid, you can not do it!"

"Scared, jokes! What am I afraid of, if you have the ability, you will poison me," Yun Yi, who was stunned, secretly scolded this guy for his sensitive ears, and said unceremoniously even in a very hard tone. As he spoke, Yun Yi snatched the jade box from Xiao Ping's hand and put it into his arms.

Xiaoping couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother Yi, don't worry! ”

"Hehe, Xiaoping, is that kid awake?" In the midst of chuckling, a middle-aged man in a green robe walked in, it was Uncle Chang, the shopkeeper who managed the Huiyan Tower.

Xiaoping hurriedly saluted respectfully, and then carefully retreated into the back room.

"Uncle Achang!" Although he felt that this old man looked a little like a smiling tiger, Yun Yi was still busy and shouted a little respectfully.

Uncle Ah Chang, who nodded lightly, smiled lightly: "It seems that you are fine." If you have a guest at the door, you can come with me to help!"

Yun Yi, who was stunned, was still busy responding, and followed Uncle Ah Chang out with doubts.

With Uncle Ah Chang along the corridor for half a circle to a room opposite the pharmacy, at the door Yun Yi smelled a tempting aroma of dishes, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva subconsciously.

"Come in!" Uncle Ah Chang pushed the door in and greeted Yun Yi with a smile.

Yun Yi, who followed Uncle Ah Chang in, suddenly found that it was a large kitchen. In front of the stove in the kitchen, a Kui Shuo figure was fighting against the pot and spoon, skillfully stir-frying the dishes, just when Uncle Ah Chang and Yun Yi arrived, they fried the dishes in the pot, turned around and poured them into the plates prepared on the table next to them.

When the figure turned around, Yun Yi recognized him as the one who killed the snake last night.

"Come, Xiaoyi, help me bring the dishes out," Uncle Ah Chang stepped forward and put a few dishes on two wooden trays, handed one of them to Yun Yi, and walked out first with one of them.

Isn't this what the shopkeeper did! The kitchen helper has been doing it for a long time!

Yun Yi, who was slightly stunned, hurriedly followed with the tray.

The door of Huiyanlou was closed, and more than a dozen tables were scattered under the slightly dim light in the lobby. At a table near the center, a man in a white brocade robe, with narrow eyes and a mustache, who looked to be about thirty years old, was pouring himself a pot of wine, and a folded folding fan was placed on the table.

"Guest officer, I'm sorry, I've been waiting for a long time," Uncle Ah Chang said with a smile and carried the tray over, and skillfully put the three steaming dishes on the tray on the table: "Please use it slowly!"

Yun Yi, who followed later, couldn't help but glance at the man in the white brocade robe curiously, and then he was busy following Uncle Chang's example and put the two dishes on the tray on the table.

"You stay, pour the wine!" the white-robed man who raised his head lightly and narrowed his eyes at Yunyi, and ordered indifferently.

Yun Yi, who was stunned, couldn't help nodding depressedly and stood aside.

"Xiaoyi, then you can wait here!" said to Yun Yi, and his eyes signaled to Uncle Achang, who was a little more careful, and left with two trays.

The man in the white brocade robe, who raised his head slightly and drank the wine in the bowl in his hand, put it aside casually.

Seeing this, Yun Yi hurriedly grabbed the wine jar slightly awkwardly, endured the pain in his arm, his right hand trembled slightly, and carefully poured a bowl of wine for the man in the white brocade robe, and was about to put down the wine jar, but the man in the white brocade robe suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Ahh The pain in his arm, which was originally much better, suddenly became intense, and the pain made Yun Yi's face slightly white.

The next moment, looking up at the white brocade-robed man and squinting at his cold gaze, Yun Yi suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

"He's going to kill me?" Yun Yi, who had this thought in his heart, was shocked and puzzled at the same time. I don't know him, what could make such a guy who doesn't seem to be an ordinary person want to kill himself?

The white brocade robe with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth grabbed Yun Yi's wrist tighter, which suddenly made Yun Yi's face pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and at the same time smiled indifferently: "Boy, even with your inferior means, you dare to poison me, and there is still a smell of medicine on your body!"

"Medicine?" Yun Yi, who was stunned, moved in his heart, and said busily: "Don't misunderstand! I hurt my muscles and veins, so I have to apply medicine, I didn't poison you!"

The man in the white brocade robe sneered: "The reaction is quite fast, but it's a pity that the brain is not very good." How can you, a kid who doesn't know martial arts, hurt your muscles and veins? What a joke!"

"No, I'm oops!" Yun Yi, who was in a hurry to defend himself, was torn by the man in the white brocade robe, and his body was twisted and snorted.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening sounded, and a cold wind hit from outside, and a man dressed in black, holding a black-sheathed sword with an indifferent face walked in from outside.

"It's too embarrassing for you to use force against an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts, right?" said the indifferent man's tone.

The man in the white brocade robe, who squinted at the indifferent man, couldn't help but say coldly: "Who are you, don't you think it's a little too busy?"

"Me?" The indifferent man who raised his head lightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his tone was also a little more indifferent with murderous intent: "The person who came to kill you!"

The indifferent man who sneered at the words, the sword in his hand was already out of the sheath, and the cold light flashed, and the sharp sword light was already as fast as lightning in the night and attacked the man in white brocade.

The white-robed man with a slightly changed face shook his hand suddenly, and Yun Yi flew out in the face of the sword light.

"Damn!" Yun Yi suddenly scolded the eighteenth generation ancestor of the man in the white brocade robe in his heart.

The fierce sword light grazed Yun Yi's ears, bringing a gust of cold wind, which instantly made Yun Yi's hair stand on end.