Leng Jicang and Leng Qingqiu didn't sleep very well for a few days in a row, and they were still working hard for Yi Weiyi's sealed and didn't dare to unseal the pulse, but this morning, when they checked Yi Weiyi's condition, they made a shocking discovery.

Yi Weiyi sat on the chair as usual, and let Leng Jicang check the state of his body, Leng Jicang was surprised to find that Yi Weiyi's physical state had changed again, and said: "The pulse in your body has been opened." ”

"What, got through?" Yi Weiyi couldn't believe the fact that Leng Jicang had discovered, Leng Qingqiu was also incredulous about this change, they wanted to know the reason for this change, Leng Qingqiu stared at Yi Weiyi and asked, "Have you felt unwell lately, have you eaten anything special, or have you exercised vigorously?"

Yi Weiyi tried hard to recall, he seemed to remember something, he said: "By the way, that day I secretly practiced the martial arts dictated by the master in the courtyard before his death. ”

"What martial arts?" Leng Jicang asked.

Yi Wei recalled that Leng Jicang asked such a question, so he took out the martial arts secrets he had written silently from his clothes and showed him, and added: "This is a set of internal strength and a set of swordsmanship. I suddenly felt much more comfortable. ”

Leng Jicang picked up the martial arts secret written by Yi Weiyi and examined it carefully, and said: "This is indeed a set of internal martial arts, which has the effect of dredging the meridians, and it is precisely because you practice the above martial arts that he helped you open up the blocked pulses." ”

Yi Weiyi heard Leng Jicang say this, and knew that Leng Jicang could see through some martial arts moves, so he raised the question that had puzzled him in his heart: "I wonder if Senior Leng knows the source of these martial arts moves?"

Leng Jicang shook his head and said, "I haven't seen these moves, isn't this the martial arts of the Hengshan faction?"

Yi Weiyi also shook his head and said: "This is not the martial arts of the Hengshan faction, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and I am familiar with the martial arts of the Hengshan faction. ”

Leng Qingqiu took the paper and wrote the tricks silently, looked at it a few times, and found that he had never seen these tricks, the atmosphere in the room became a little silent, not very lively, the air seemed to be condensed, everything seemed to be still, and the story left a suspenseful mystery to time, however, the answer to its mystery can only be found by time.

The silence in the room did not last long, Yi Weiyi had an impatient thought, and quickly broke this embarrassing situation, he said: "Senior Leng, Aunt Leng, my body has almost recovered now, I have decided to leave Qushuitan tomorrow to complete the master's will, the great kindness of the two, the younger generation will always remember it."

Leng Qingqiu originally wanted to keep Yi Weiyi for a few days, and wanted him to complete his master's last life after he got a better recovery, but she knew that if Yi Weiyi stayed for a long time, the guilt in her heart would be a little more, and she no longer stopped her, but repeatedly told him to take good care of himself.

Leng Jicang also knew that Yi Weiyi was eager for revenge, and it was not a way to force him to stay, so he took out a porcelain bottle from his body and said to him: "There are a few pills in this, you take one every day, and after nine days, your body will completely recover." ”

Yi Weiyi took the medicine bottle and put it in his arms, and gave a salute to Leng Jicang, saying: "The younger generation has given the life-saving grace of the seniors, and if you have the help of the younger generations in the future, just give orders, and the younger generations will never give up." ”

Leng Jicang helped Yi Weiyi up, smiled at him and said, "If you can fulfill your master's last wish, it will be your last reward to me." ”

Yi Weiyi silently accepted Leng Jicang's words, Leng Jicang's words brought Yi Weiyi a thousand words of gratitude that could not be told in a thousand words, which strengthened his determination to revenge his master, and he secretly swore in his heart that even if he tried his best, he must complete his master's will.

A day passed, the sky gradually darkened, in Yi Weiyi's opinion, this night seemed particularly long, obviously, he had insomnia, his dreams were intermittent, he wanted to continue several times, and finally failed.

With his reluctance to this out-of-this-world land, and the blood hatred of his master's murder, he finally ushered in a new day in the endless waiting.

In the early morning, he said goodbye to the cold season and the cold autumn, a person left crookedly, the soft sun crossed a layer of golden yellow on him, walking in the sun, he walked very fast, because he was in a hurry with hatred, and people with hatred are always different from ordinary people.

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