"Gay Nie, who?"

This is the first time in more than 20 years that Gai Nie has reported a name to a person, but the other party has no reaction.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

It’s not because Duanmurong has never heard of herself, but because he discovered that he didn’t know how to introduce himself.

The successor of Guigu, the chief sword master of the King of Qin, the first sword saint of the empire, but now he defected...

Gai Nie hesitated for a moment, knelt on one knee with his sword in his hands, "At the moment Gai Nie. There is a young man in the land of Nanyue in the Medicine King Valley. The young man was stimulating due to great mental stimulation. According to Mr. Guo Sheng's judgment, the Gu had entered his brain. Gai Moute came to ask Mr. Duanmu to take care of him."

The burning firewood continued, with a faint fresh fragrance floating in the air, and a burnt smell mixed with it.

Duanmurong didn't react anyway, just turned her head and continued to stare at the tombstone in a daze.

She knelt in front of the tombstone, Gai Nie was about two feet away from her, and both of them were kneeling, silent for a moment, only the singing of birds occasionally came from the mountains and forests.

......

Finally, the firewood was burned out, and the charred charcoal heart was still a little red. Duanmurong lowered her head and stared at the touch of Yu Yan who was shaking in the charred black, and said unconsciously: "There is no doctor here, please go back."

"Mr. Duanmu? Senior Nianduan is the top doctor in the world, you are—"

"I'll let you get out!"

Whoosh~

Duanmurong let out two silver needles and shot them out. Gai Nie only held the scabbard and knocked them off, his body almost motionless.

"Mr. Duanmu, you are the number one doctor in this world, can you--"

"Don't you understand!"

Not only did Duanmurong not only had no intention of saving people, but now she hated Gai Nie who was lying here. She threw out more than ten silver needles with her hands and pierced them all at the point of Gai Nie's body.

If you win, someone will die.

Gai Nie saw her ruthless move and knew that she was determined to save people. This attitude was too contrasted with Duanmurong ten years ago. He didn't know what had happened in the past ten years, so he just knocked out all the silver needles and left in a hurry.

"Gay Nie, this name?"

The long-standing memories began to revive, and Duanmu Rong finally remembered who the other party was, "The first swordsman beside Ying Zheng. How did he appear here? Moreover, the Medicine King Valley..."

She closed her eyes and stood there for a moment, then opened her eyes and looked at the silver needles scattered all over the ground, walked over and bent down, and picked them up one by one.

...

That night, Jing Ke's family, who were still a long way from Medicine King Valley, were resting in the camp.

The bonfire was "crackling", and Jing Ke squatted in front of the fire, and his long shadow extended to the tent, and his high ponytail completely covered his head.

Hearing gentle footsteps coming from behind, Jing Ke rubbed his hands and said in a low tone: "Are they both asleep?"

"Yeah." Gongsun Liji responded and sat down beside him, "I'm all asleep. Tianming's sleeping posture is still not good, and I want to sew him onto the sheet."

"Ha, that boy~" Jing Ke smiled, staring at the bonfire and smacked his lips, "According to the map you brought, we will be at the Medicine King Valley tomorrow. To be honest, I am worried that I can't sleep now."

Gongsun Liji stretched out her hand, pressed Jing Ke's hands that were still rubbing, and looked at him sideways, with fire flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Who can sleep? If even the Yaowang Valley cannot solve the strange disease in the sky, then is there any other place in the world that can be solved?

Both husband and wife were worried, and they knew each other's feelings very well, and they were silent.

"Jing Ke, what if Tianming's illness cannot be cured?"

Jing Ke suddenly turned his head and looked at her, usually smiling, but he was particularly serious at this time, "Li Ji, do you have plans?"

Gongsun Liji nodded fiercely, "Yes, I will destroy his martial arts. Anyway, our family lives in seclusion, so it is not very important to have internal strength."

This seems to make sense, but in fact, it is just Li Ji's wishful thinking. The congenital disease of Tianming is manifested as the internal force generated by the body cannot be controlled freely. Unable to control the internal force is just a symptom, solving the symptoms without solving the root cause. The disease is still there that day tomorrow, and something will happen.

Gongsun Liji may not not understand the truth, but the extreme result was really unimaginable.

Jing Ke arched his wife with his shoulders, shook his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Where do you want to go? Don't worry, that boy in Tianming still dreams of being a hero. You just have the heart to let him just be a young boy, and he will stop his dreams. Be careful that he will hold revenge. That boy will not take revenge overnight."

Gongsun Liji rolled her eyes, "Hmph, you're so embarrassed. He has learned all his naughty skills from you."

"Okay, let's sleep too. Maybe ~uh~" Jing Ke opened his arms and stretched, "Senior Medicine King can cure Tianming's disease in one go."

"Hopefully it will go so well."

Gongsun Liji curled her lips, Jing Ke reached out to her waist and gently pulled her to her side.

The couple didn't realize that Yue'er in the tent was pinching her hands together and her teeth were tightly clenching the sheet.

Senior Medicine King, Tianming’s illness!

...

One day later, Jing Ke and his family arrived at the Medicine King Valley.

In this combination, a man and a woman, with two ten-year-old children, it is hard to feel that there is any threat.

The person responsible for guarding the periphery of Yaowang Valley was the swordsman Chongda, who was under Weizhuang.

He noticed the approach of Jing Ke and others, and was wondering why this combination was so strange. He heard Jing Ke below shouting directly: "Brother above, we have no malice. Please show up for a while."

He actually found me?!

Chongda was shocked and knew that the person coming was definitely not a mediocre hand. He immediately held the ancient sword and turned over and fell to the ground.

"Who is your lord, what's the point of coming here?"

Jing Ke suddenly reached out to hint Gongsun Liji, and his eyebrows were extremely solemn. He stared at Chongda's face and said slowly: "Your sword posture and this sword, I seem to know each other."

After he said this, Chongda suddenly felt that the person on the other side was a little familiar with him, as if he had seen him somewhere.

Of course we are familiar with it. Ten years ago, Chu and Qi joined forces to break through the Mohist city. Chongda, who served Tian Sheng at that time, took action in the battle, and Jing Ke was an important combat force for the Mohist family.

"It's you."

"It's you!"

After confirming his eyes and sword posture, the two first-class swordsmen immediately remembered each other's identities.

"Qi State swordsman Chongda, that sword is, ancient sword, Haocao."

"A master of the Mohist school, Jing Ke."

Huh~

The sword force of the two men became stronger and stronger, and the sword intent in the wind began to rise, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it was suffocating.

Gongsun Liji held Tianming and Yue'er in one hand. Seeing the sword competition, her eyebrows frowned.

"Gu~" Tianming swallowed, his eyes wide open, staring at his father's back with anticipation.

So depressing, so strong, so handsome! The master of the Mohist school, Jing Ke! Haha, anyone knows the name of his father, and indeed my father is a famous hero. Haha~

The boy was excited inside, but Yue'er on the other side quietly looked at the dawn on the side of her adopted mother, and her eyes were as sad as water.
Chapter completed!