A person who is willing to fight for you is not a verbal promise or a so-called sweet talk. It is a real fight, so this sentence surprised Yan Xia.

Looking around, she didn't see the person she wanted to see. She was still disappointed before, and saw the sword in her hand. She couldn't believe it. Since she had arrived, why couldn't she show up to meet her?

"Are you really angry with me? You always want to give me a chance to explain, right?"

Leng Xiaobai also wanted to hear her explain. From the atmosphere at the beginning to the last sight of Yu Qing's sudden assassination, the little anger in his heart was simply not worth mentioning. He wanted to stand up immediately and block the sword, but he didn't have the ability.

A scar on the abdomen began to bleed after the sword was out. As several needles were stabbed on it, the blood flow slowed down a lot, but it was not healed soon.

"In order to test me, you actually came up with such a difficult solution. Why not find me directly and ask me if it is to make things difficult for a woman, and it was also the old beggar who taught you?"

Leng Xiaobai was very angry because he saw the person pushing him behind him and had attacked his wife before, which was unforgivable.

"I don't want to kill people, I can only make this bad decision. Compared to what I did, the person upstairs can't afford to offend him. He already knows that you are injured, and people in the world will not do nothing. Even in Kyoto, there are no one who has died."

Wuqing's words were more like reminding that the green jade stick had long disappeared, and a sword that was as light as frost and snow was in the sword bag behind Qing.

"Even if I die, I can't touch her. Even if the people in Kyoto are dead, I can't touch her. Can you understand what I mean?"

Leng Xiaobai was very angry. Even if the person behind him had the ability to kill him, he still scolded him without restraint. This person who was more than ten years older than him.

"What can a young boy understand? He knows what righteousness is and what is the people of the world? Being the old master's apprentice can only be said to be the old master's last vision, and it is not very reliable."

Yan Qikuan walked out of a corner wearing a purple Taoist robe, raised his head and looked straight at him without even looking at him. Looking at Leng Xiaobai in a wheelchair, he looked down on this person who wanted to obey his orders.

"I don't know what the people of the world are. I just know that if you don't send me back, you may not even have the eyes to see the overall situation in the future."

Leng Xiaobai's brows were frowning very deeply. The wound on his stomach was really painful. He spoke in pain and he jumped out of his teeth.

"That thing is useless."

Yan Qikuan took out a bag of soil from his arms. This was something Bai Wuren had left to them. It was said that it had miraculous effects on wounds, and even the medicine for golden sores was not as good as that.

"You know this thing?"

"If you don't want me to die here, just send me to the Chengnan Medicine Shop and ask Wang Yi to come."

After saying this, he had no chance to do anything else for him, so he fainted in a wheelchair.

He didn't understand why some people always like to say nonsense. Isn't saving people more important? Can their nonsense help?

After Fang Yan came out of Luoyu Pavilion, he asked someone at the door and chased him as quickly as possible. He regretted taking action. If he stayed by Leng Xiaobai's side, perhaps he wouldn't have to die. As for Yan Xia, he didn't love him.

He pushed Yu Qing away without hesitation, but fortunately the road was not particularly bumpy.

"Things he said, please think about it. When you woke up, you made it look like this. If you can't live up to today, you won't have to hold that sword."

Fang Yan has heard of the Six Killings of Yehun more than once. Fang Hui told him that those six people are two steps away from the unity of man and nature, and even if they are thousands of troops, they can save one person.

Of course, it is unknown how many of the six people can be left after rescuing that person.

Chengnan Pharmacy is the closest medicine shop to Dongshi City. The medicine here is the most complete. It is just a person who has just walked back from the gates of hell. It is also a very troublesome to save him so easily.

"Go and call Wang Yi, as soon as possible."

For Fang Yan as soon as possible, the fastest speed is the fastest. A little slower may cause irreversible consequences. So, a few people in the dark went to Wang Yi's home.

Although Wang Yi was the holy hand of Kyoto, he was not recruited into the palace. In the words of Xia Tianzi, the holy hand of the world would cure diseases and save lives for the people of the world, rather than exist for someone in the palace.

Fang Yan always felt that Xia Tianzi said very well, at least at this moment, he really needed this guy who was curing the disease and saving his life.

Back at the Chengnan Medicine Shop, Leng Xiaobai was placed in the back hall of the medicine shop. At this time, the body was no longer bleeding. A black thing on the wound was very disgusting and coagulated, preventing the blood from flowing out.

"Why haven't Wang Yi come yet? Don't you want to stay in Kyoto?"

Fang Yan's voice was very loud. Even Wang Yi, who was rushing through two streets, could hear it. When he heard Fang Yan's angry voice, although he was a little arrogant, Wang Yi did not leave with anger.

This was the first time he saw Fang Yan so negative, he was even more anxious than when he saw Leng Xiaobai at the city gate the day before, and even had a little anger that could not be vented.

"Young Master, Wang Yi is here."

Fang Yan quickly gave way to this guy who was not running. Leng Xiaobai on the bed was now exposed and the black belly was the main wound, but the rest of his body was not tight.

"The wound burst and excessive blood loss, so I re-sewed him, and then prescribe a few sets of blood-tonifying and enhancing qi medicines, and give him it on time every day."

Wang Yi first checked Leng Xiaobai's pulse. Although it was very unstable, he was also recovering from his cultivation and his expression was gradually recovering. Overall, it was not a big deal.

The wound was re-sewn and Ma Fei San was drunk in advance. Most of the pain was not so obvious. It was re-sewn after a stick of incense.

"Ten days, no, there is no major action within a month. It is best to lie in the house and not remove the black thing outside. If I read it correctly, this should be the last medicinal effect of Liulixin."

Leng Xiaobai on the bed fell asleep again, Cuihua and sauerkraut were taking care of him here, while Fang Yan and Wang Yi came to the front hall of the pharmacy.

"Uncle Wang, what is that Liulixin? Although I heard my father mention it, I don't know what this thing is for."

Wang Yi took a sip of water and wiped the sweat from his head. It was all shed when he was sewing the wound.

"Liulixin is a medicine mentioned in ancient medical techniques. However, it is unknown whether it is available.Liulixin is a fruit that looks like a human heart. The size of a baby's fist. If taken by someone, a layer of surgery will be detached from the heart. This shell is like a piece of clothing on it, which can relieve all poisons, and can stimulate a person's physical function in a short time and restore injuries."

Speaking of recovering from his injuries, Wang Yi sighed and said.

"I see that black thing in Ling's wound is the last broken Liuli heart. The broken Liuli heart is dissolved in blood. If the wound is too big, the wound will be blocked in the shortest time and healed the wound. It's a pity that there are too few such things."

Fang Yan thought of the disgusting thing, which actually saved Leng Xiaobai's treasure, and he was sighing.

"It's getting late, Uncle Wang will go back early to rest. The road in the south of the city is not easy to walk."
Chapter completed!