At this time, Wen Bocang suddenly thought of something, turned back, and asked, "Where did you get this sword?"

"Huh?" Fu Xiaowa looked at the golden sword under his armpit, and said secretly: "Say it, you really won't believe it, have you ever seen armor that no one wears and can move, believe it or not, and not only can't move, but also beat people, look at me like this, it's all the broken thing to whole, I cut off its foot, pick up this thing as a crutch to escape back to my life, you don't know how thrilling it is, my little life is almost in the hands of that broken thing!"

Looking at the stupid appearance of that Fu Xiaowa, Wen Bocang's face was very pale, and his palms couldn't help but sweat, how could he not know that this golden sword was the weapon of the golden magic armor of the Purgatory Trial Ground, and he knew what the strength of this thing was.

A while ago, when he heard about the turmoil caused by this kid in the Diyuan Trial Ground, he felt that it was quite evil, and now it seems that this melon baby is simply a madman, and he has passed the third-level trial ground alone, I don't know where this guy is and he doesn't have the right tendons, but he dares to break through, even if he has his treasure armor, the help is very limited.

Fu Xiaowa saw that the old man didn't react, so he laughed and said: "Look, I know that you don't believe it, there are more things you haven't seen, and I will take you to see the world another day, those wooden things, just like the puppet show villain when I was a child, I can move, and I will beat people, and the thief is magical!"

"Ahem!" Wen Bocang cleared his throat and said, "That dress will be given to you, it can be regarded as a reward for you!"

"Really?" Fu Xiaowa had a look of joy on his face.

"Well, this dress is of little use to me. There's no way to send you, but you'd better find a coat to put on, so as not to have to be stripped off and come back!" "This Wen Bocang made such a decision because he felt that a person who could pass the third-level trial ground alone would have such a reward, so what the hell was the purgatory trial ground, he knew very well that no number of groups of students under his command could pass it, let alone alone.

"This dress is indeed a good thing, anti-slashing. Anti-icing and fire-powered. Where did you pick it up?"

"You're really wordy, if you don't want it, give it back to me!" said Wen Bo Cang's face sank.

"Okay, I don't ask, I don't ask. I'll go back and recuperate!"

"Get out of here, get out of here!" Wen Bocang shook his hand.

Fu Xiaowa limped inside. From time to time, I touched the clothes on my body. I love it.

Wen Bocang looked at Fu Xiaowa's background, and an impulse inexplicably rose, he didn't feel pity for this dress. Although he had stayed by his side for most of his life, he felt that this young man named Fu Xiaowa was the most qualified to have it. Up to now, he really thinks that this talented and stupid young man has the qualifications to be his apprentice, at least in his heart.

It was late at night, and Tiandu Academy fell into another black silence, Fu Xiaowa was carefully treating the wounds, there were not many external injuries on the skin, but the internal injuries were very severe, and his feet were broken and his ribs were broken. This is the most tragic battle in this period of time, he doesn't know if it is a miracle that he has been lucky enough to survive from the brink of death countless times, but he also knows that the peak of a martial artist is countless nine deaths and a lifetime, and then enter another nine deaths and a lifetime, and the person who stands at the top will face such a screening in his life, and he will have to repeat it countless times.

Running the Liuhe meridian for a few weeks, the Liuhe meridian makes the body more enduring, and it also has a miraculous effect in the face of such a tragic injury. However, the effect is still not as good as the repair power of Diyuan and the Black Lake, he can only slowly recuperate, maybe it will be more effective to go to Diyuan to soak in the hot springs tomorrow, and he will not want to go to the Black Lake in the Purgatory Trial Ground for the time being, which is simply to fight with his life.

The next day, Fu Xiaowa already felt much better, and one day's repair at least relieved the body that was about to lose its vitality. Although he has been relieved, he is still in the same miserable state.

The early morning air was a little cold, and there was a crisp birdsong outside the house, and a faint light penetrated into the house, and the room was messy but clean under the light.

Fu Xiaowa closed his momentum and summed up the qi element in the sea of qi. He let out a long sigh and slowly opened his eyes, seeing that the sky was already shining.

Looking at such an early morning, he was slightly in a daze. It's been a while since he arrived at Tiandu Academy, and he can only make progress now, and after joining Tiandu Academy, he can practice here in a dignified manner, instead of sneaking to the Scripture Pavilion all day long.

He was also very grateful to the old man who had taken him in, who had never said much, but who had been very kind to him, and that was enough. He kept this kindness in his heart and will not forget it, he is just a mountain baby, he has not seen too much of the world, and he is relatively simple, just like a mountain person, with that mountain people's wood, even after more than half a year in Qingniu Town, he has not taken off the smell of this honest earth.

The red fruits at the door are indeed delicious, but they also make people tired of eating for a long time. At least, he didn't think it was a strange thing now, but he felt that this fruit had some benefits for his body, and it was also a lot of help for Qi Yuan Recovery.

His broken leg is estimated to take a while to recuperate before it can be picked up, but his body is a little abnormal, and the recovery speed is several times faster than that of ordinary people. This battle was indeed bitter for him.

The golden sword was too heavy, Fu Xiaowa looked at it in his hand, shook his head, and put it into the treasure bag. If you talk about making crutches, nothing is better and lighter than wood. He went out into the yard and cut down a branch of the red fruit tree, and trimmed it as he pleased, and it became a good crutch. Then Master Li said that he could give him two days off, let him recuperate in the house, and then go to work on the earth. He also made a wooden clip to put his legs in place so that the bones could fit together.

Now, after being injured, he has become idle, and there is no way to practice, and it is not possible to go to the earth to kill people. Then the rest is to return to the old business and go to the canteen to help, I don't know if those beggars have been hungry for a while, he has been worried, and now that he is finally free, he will go to the dining hall to see.

When he arrived at the meal, he found that the meal had already hired several handymen, and the chores in the meal had been completed. Without Fu Xiaowa's help, it would be impossible for Fan Zhai to find a way to recruit people.

The boss and the pockmark. When I saw Fu Xiaowa, I was very polite and easy to talk to, how could I have helped someone for so long. Fu Xiaowa still begged them to let him clean up the wasted steamed buns, and promised not to disturb others to eat. This boss and Mazi, out of favor and face, agreed to Fu Xiaowa, and it was not a big deal.

Fu Xiaowa stayed in the meal for a while, limping, like a disabled person. Put away the wasted steamed buns. Putting it in the treasure bag, he found that the things that were placed in the treasure bag could not rot for a very long time. The steamed buns he put in his treasure bag before entering Jiyuan. It hasn't changed its flavor until now. It's still the same as it was at the beginning.

On this day, he was collecting steamed buns in the dining room, and his legs and feet were not very convenient, so he also cleaned up slowly. Slow off the day. There are a lot of injuries in his body, and it is estimated that his broken leg will be able to get off the crutches in a month.

Early the next morning, Fu Xiaowa had already set off from Tiandu Academy and walked through the vast imperial city in the early morning. It was inconvenient, so he walked slowly, and he walked from morning to afternoon with his broken leg, and then came to the gate at the other end.

Fu Xiaowa held the city wall with one hand, panting for breath, he still had such pain endurance, plus physical endurance, with a broken leg and injuries to the side of the imperial city, he was already too tired.

The weather was still hot, and after Fu Xiaowa left the city, he leaned against the city wall, took out the sheepskin water bag in the treasure bag, and took a big sip with his head up. Exhaled with satisfaction, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and watched the streets outside the city rise with a layer of heat. The soldiers of that first city peeked at him every time, and they didn't dare to stop him again, because Fu Xiaowa showed his hand last time, even if Fu Xiaowa was lame now, he didn't dare to do anything.

Fu Xiaowa limped and walked to the city wall, which was the gathering place of the beggars and the place where he often came. He hadn't been here for a long time, but he was a little happy, and he felt happiest to be able to help others, to be able to watch others be freed from extreme hunger.

He turned a corner, expecting to see a crowd of beggars shouting a thousand times, but today, he froze. I saw that there was not a single beggar in the open space under the city wall, and it was empty, and a hot wind blew and a few leaves drifted by.

"Strange, where have these beggars gone!" Fu Xiaowa scratched his head, not understanding the authentic truth.

"Shhh

When Fu Xiaowa heard the sound, he saw a little beggar looking around hooking his hand at him, Fu Xiaowa limped over, and wondered, "What about your companions?"

The little beggar hurriedly pulled him into the alley and said: "A while ago, people from the imperial city drove us away, and even the edge of the imperial city didn't let us get close, maybe our scale is too large, the number of people is too large, the government can't ignore it, I've been waiting for you here for many days, everyone is not at ease, I know that you will come back, so I asked me to wait here!"

"No, the government is in charge, so where are you all gone?"

"It's still some way from here, come with me!"

The little beggar led Fu Xiaowa away, Fu Xiaowa looked back, and saw a team of patrolling yacha, probably coming to drive people.

Fu Xiaowa supported his cane and walked a long way behind the little beggar, until he was far away from a small forest outside the imperial city, and saw two beggars sentry at the intersection, and when he saw Fu Xiaowa, he immediately shouted in joy: "Brother Fu Xiaowa is back, Brother Fu Xiaowa is back!"

I only heard a commotion in the woods, but I saw countless dirty heads sticking out of the woods, all full of joy.

"I'm sorry, I've been trapped for a while, I've starved everyone for a while, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry!" Fu Xiaowa bowed incessantly.

Seeing Fu Xiaowa apologizing, the beggars were very moved, for the first time they had a feeling of respect and care, on weekdays, they were all cheap like wild dogs, whitened by people, and abused by others.

"I'm sorry for us, it's us who dragged Brother Fu down, only Brother Fu is worried about us in his heart, in fact, we are not starving, and we owe it to Brother Fu!"

At this time, from the woods, two familiar faces had already come out, it was the beautiful Cun Zài who came like spring, and it was Zhao Xian'er and Meng Yufei.

"Stinky boy, you dare to run away with our money!" That Meng Yufei knew that Fu Xiaowa was not that kind of person, neither of them had such a thought in their hearts, no matter how long Fu Xiaowa had been missing, they had always believed that Fu Xiaowa must be something that could not be helped. Now when I see this guy's miserable injury, I know that something big must have happened. And this guy is injured like this. The legs are broken, and the entire imperial city is still crutched to deliver steamed buns, with injuries like this, ordinary people have half their lives left and want to moan in bed. And Meng Yufei's mouth is like that, if she doesn't hurt people or toss people for a day, it's just uncomfortable, especially this guy.

Fu Xiaowa's stupid head is easy to hit. I saw him say nervously: "The girl misunderstood." I've been locked up somewhere, deprived of my personal freedom, and for a while, there are very important things on my body!"

Zhao Xian'er saw Fu Xiaowa. Joy arises from the heart, too. I don't know when. This young man who came out of the lake that day has come into her life and has become a more important friend, maybe in this world. It's really rare to have such a good person, such a person should live well and never have an accident, she said this to herself, so she was worried.

Zhao Xian'er said: "Okay, okay, she teased you, in fact, you don't have to worry, we have helped arrange it very well, now help them find this place, and also build some shacks, which is much better than the original place, and besides, do you know how much you have done?"

"Huh?" Fu Xiaowa scratched his head and wondered, "What big things have I done?"

"See for yourself!" Zhao Xian'er moved away as she spoke, only to see countless beggars pouring out from behind, Fu Xiaowa looked blankly, a large area, a large area, there were tens of thousands of people.

I owe half a chapter, so I'll make it up later

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