At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, in a thatched house.

Zhang Wuji lay on the thatched team and worked with peace of mind. Although he was hungry, he did not dare to move.

He fell off a cliff and both of his legs were broken and broken. He knew that at the beginning of the bone, he couldn't move, and if the broken bone was slightly crooked, he would become a cripple for the rest of his life, so he always held it hard and didn't move for half a minute.

Although he had achieved great success in cultivating Jiuyang Divine Skill, his ability to endure hunger had greatly increased. This can not eat or drink for a few days, but the taste of hunger will naturally not be pleasant, if it were not for his suffering and perseverance far beyond ordinary people, he may not be able to bear it a long time ago.

"Little brother, it looks like you're in trouble. A gentle and amiable voice suddenly rose in his ears

Zhang Wuji was suddenly startled, looked up, and didn't know when. An unusually handsome young man was standing at the door and spoke to him.

The person who came was a young man who couldn't help but have a good impression, tall and straight, well-proportioned, handsome, with a bamboo hat on his head, but he was dressed as a Confucian student. There was an unpredictable smile on his face, giving people an extremely amiable feeling.

It's just that if someone looks carefully and repeatedly, they will find that there is no trace of a smile in his eyes, but a sense of emptiness that does not contain any feelings.

When!

He was shocked. Since Jiuyang's miraculous achievements. His senses grew exponentially. Even if an ant crawls by, he can hear the sound of brushing. But he didn't even hear when the person in front of him arrived.

However, although Zhang Wuji was secretly surprised, there was a trace of vigilance in his heart, but he did not show any malice, although he had suffered a lot, but in his heart, he still retained that trace of simplicity.

Zhang Wuji said, "This big brother, I accidentally fell off the cliff and broke my leg bone, but I didn't move at this time, and it would take at least a month to walk." Therefore, I can't get up and salute, and I hope that this big brother will forgive me. ”

The young man in Confucian clothes smiled, "No need to be polite. My surname is Liu, you can call me Brother Liu. Little brother, you have broken your leg bones, but I know some medical skills, and let me show you this. ”

After that, the young man in Confucian clothes walked up to Zhang Wuji, first touched Zhang Wuji's leg bone with his hand, and found that his leg bone had been connected, nodded and said, "The little brother is really proficient in medical skills, and even I am not as good as I am sorry for this bone grafting technique." However, I can help you feel a little less miserable, little brother. ”

Ruyi stretched out his right index finger and clicked on Zhang Wuji's legs, and Zhang Wuji suddenly felt a gentle breath rushing into his legs. Obviously, this young man in Confucian clothes used an extremely advanced fingering technique to help him heal his wounds.

Zhang Wuji clearly felt the slightest itch in the broken part of his legs, knowing that it was the fracture growing, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart. Zhang Wuji has done his best to achieve the true biography of Hu Qingniu, the "Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal", and he can be regarded as a national medical master, he can naturally detect the kung fu of Yue Yu, and he can return to normal.

More importantly, with the help of this internal force, although he is not yet able to walk normally, he has somewhat recovered his walking ability and solved the current dilemma.

"Brother Liu, thank you!" Zhang Wuji's face was full of gratitude, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth in his heart.

For Zhang Wuji, who has experienced countless human sufferings since he was a child, any kindness is extremely valuable.

The young man in Confucian clothes said, "You don't have to thank me. Little brother, you not only have amazing medical skills, but also have the upper internal force. Even without my help, it won't be a big deal, just a few more days of rest at most. ”

Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly, "Brother Liu, isn't the little brother a person who doesn't know what to do? If it weren't for your help, I'm afraid I would starve to death here." ”

The young man in Confucian clothes said dumbly, "It seems that little brother, I'm afraid you're already hungry, I still have some dry food here, and I can satisfy my hunger." ”

But when the young man in Confucian clothes groped on his body, he found that there was no food on his body.

was embarrassed, but the young man in Confucian clothes had his eyes lit up and said, "Hey, little brother, you and I are blessed." I was looking for some food for you, but it came to your door. ”

Zhang Wuji was puzzled at first, but soon, his ears moved slightly, but he suddenly heard a few dog barks in the distance, and followed the dog barking closer and closer, showing that there were several fierce dogs chasing some beast.

Zhang Wuji was taken aback: "Could it be the vicious dog raised by Sister Zhu Jiuzhen? Well, all her fierce dogs have been killed by Uncle Zhu, but after many years, she will raise them again." ”

Staring into the snow, I saw a person running towards him, and three big dogs barking behind him to chase after him. The man was so exhausted that he stumbled, and after a few steps, he fell, but he ran for his strength in fear of the sharp teeth and claws of the vicious dog.

Zhang Wuji remembered the pain of being besieged by a group of dogs a few years ago, and couldn't help but feel blood surging in his chest. He had the heart to come to the rescue, but he couldn't walk because his legs were broken, but he couldn't help the man.

At this moment, he only heard the young man in Confucian clothes speak, "You and I are so fat! ”

The young man in Confucian clothes reached out and grabbed the ground, grabbed three small pebbles, and with a flick of his fingers, the three small pebbles flew out and shot at the three vicious dogs.

When they landed, the three vicious dogs just whimpered, and then they all went to the end, motionless.

After seeing the death of the three vicious dogs, the man's face showed a trace of panic, and he didn't say any words of thanks, but fled directly, as if some evil ghost was chasing after him.

The young man in Confucian clothes didn't care about the person, he walked directly to the three vicious dogs, weighed the weight, picked up the largest black dog, and then took out a knife from his waist, peeled off the black dog's skin, and cleaned up the internal organs. Then, the young man in Confucian clothes took some firewood from Zhang Wuji's side, lit a fire, and then hung the dog meat on a thick stick and handcuffed it up.

After a while, a fragrance spread out, making Zhang Wuji's nostrils itchy and his throat dry.

In the middle of the sound, after the dog meat was cooked, the young man in Confucian clothes tore off a large piece of it and handed it to Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji knotted the dog meat, thanked him, and devoured it.

At this time, Zhang Wuji had not eaten a grain of rice for three days, and only used a few pieces of ice and snow to satisfy his hunger, so he was naturally hungry to the extreme. In the end, more than half of the black dog went into Zhang Wuji's belly.

After eating and drinking, the two chatted. Zhang Wuji couldn't help but ask curiously, forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, Brother Liu, your martial arts are so strong, but I don't know what sect you come from?"

The young man in Confucian clothes said indifferently, "Little brother, you and I are familiar at first sight, but we don't have to hide it from each other. I'm a descendant of the Flower Sect. (To be continued.) )