When Alan came in from the door, he happened to meet He Li, who was wearing armor and was ready to go out, and unconsciously called, "general he."

"The miracle doctor is good." He Li stopped, looked at Alan, and answered with a smile.

"Where are you going?" Alan glanced at his heavy armor and asked.

"Go to the barracks." The guard outside the door has led the horse out. He Li took the reins and said.

Alan frowned slightly and said, "general he, your wound is not a small one. If you don't pay attention, the real gods can't save you." This man started running to the barracks before the wound was sealed. His wound was not like shadow nine. Feng Huantian used a thin sword. Although shadow nine's wound also penetrated the abdomen, it did not cause significant damage, but the internal injury was more troublesome, but this man's wound was originally injured by a broad weapon like a waist knife, and he forcibly pulled out half of it. In addition, the viscera in that place had been injured twice, which was even more serious this time, Although the wound outside has been closed now, I still don't know what to do inside. I don't cherish myself at all.

He Li smiled, rolled over and mounted the horse, and said, "I'll just go back, and come back to you to get the medicine."

"No, you'd better not rush back and rest for at least one night. I'll take this with you." Alan lost a small medicine bag to him and hurried. Running back and forth is more harmful.

"OK." He Li answered with a smile and rode away.

"That warm jade, you stick it on the wound." Alan shouted after him.

"OK." He Li answered from afar, and the horse had run through the alley.

Out of Daixian County, he Li accelerated his speed, then took the warm jade off his neck, stuffed it into his chest armor, and stuck it on the wound. A warmth spread, easing the pain caused by the bumps of riding. He Li rubbed his fingers on the warm jade, inserted the warm jade into the tightly tied bandage, lowered his body, clamped his legs on the horse's belly again, and let the horse run quickly.

To make Yang Zhao get away safely, he also needs to keep the strength of heishuiguan in his own hands, so as to ensure that the influence of the Ling family in Dazhou makes them come back if they want to. At present, they can only take over all the military affairs of heishuiguan by themselves, and they have to stick to it until someone takes over later. They can't die for at least five years, five years.

"Who is this little boy?" While pinching Ling Qingyu's leg bone, Alan glanced sideways and asked.

"A friend's child." Glancing at Alan's bleakness, Ling Qingyu said.

"Well, your leg is recovering well." Alan patted her leg, put down her skirt, and then said, "why do you always like to help others with their children?"

This is not my favorite, okay! Ling Qingyu gently kicked Alan and said, "I didn't bring it. He became a talent freely. By the way, go and see them on the 16th night. This time they all played."

"OK, I'll tell you about the medicine later." Alan stood up, looked at the bleak eyes that stared at a pair of beautiful Phoenix eyes, and then snorted coldly and left.

"Ser, don't blame me for not teaching you. Everyone else is so offended. Don't offend the doctor." Ling Qingyu laughed.

Anyway, all the people you know are strange people. They snorted and said, "I don't care. I have nowhere to go. If you don't go to Yueyang with me, I'll stay here with you."

Ling Qingyu helped her forehead. You said this sentence back and forth. She sighed: "ser Er, the first thing you have to do is to accept your old Xiao family. You have to do these things by yourself. I can lend you strength, but I can't help you make decisions or do these things."

"Don't you worry about me being assassinated or bullied?" Bleak tooted his mouth.

"Worry, but if you can't break through by yourself, how can you convince the public?" Lingqingyu said.

Xiao se was silent. What Ling Qingyu said was true. If you want those old people of the Xiao family to recognize him as the master, you must rely on him. The influence of the Ling family and business line goods can be lent to him, but how to control those big shopkeepers is entirely up to you.

Ling Qingyu sighed in his heart. If a 12-year-old child had just been in junior high school in his previous life, he would have to face such a dangerous situation. Touched his bleak head, Avenue: "Ser'er, I will ask fanwai and Jiangnan to provide you with the goods you need. Even, I can lend you five million copper coins or cash silver first. If you have problems, you can write to me at any time, but you can't retreat or escape. You know, what your father left you is the hundred year foundation of the Xiao family. Even if you want to merge into the Ling family, will others agree? If when you really become the leader of the Xiao family, then I can talk about the merger with you. "

Seeing the bleak eyes gradually firm, Ling Qingyu said with a smile, "in this way, we will communicate more these days. What you, Mr. Zhu, teach is the right way, and we also talk about what is a crooked way."

The bleak arrival made the atmosphere of the general's mansion suddenly warm. In the name of practicing martial arts, a dozen teenagers killed from the front yard to the backyard, and then from the backyard to the garden, and then began a mud war in the newly dug pond in the garden. His bleak martial arts can't even compare with sixteen night's fingers, but he is good at splitting up and directly instigating the sixteen night civil war. When the jifeigoutiao affected Alan's pharmaceutical workshop, these teenagers realized that lingqingyu said that no one can offend a doctor.

After being stained with mud and sprinkled with itchy powder by Alan, the ghost doctor sprinkled with climbing powder, and sprinkled a lot of rotten bone powder on the wound, they honestly set up horse steps in the yard.

Looking at the sixteen human pillars, shaking, scratching and itching while trying to maintain the same posture, people passing by couldn't help laughing.

"Night spirit?" After looking at sixteen teenagers, Yan Qi asked. The 16th person is bleak, and there is no night spirit in it.

"Practicing martial arts in the room," Ying Jiu looked at the teenagers and said, "his Mohist mind method is about to hit the fifth floor, seventh master. If you give it to him, this is a good time."

"Look after him?" Yan Qi asked.

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Ying Jiu nodded and said, "his mind is firm. Now his knife technique has become domineering. As long as he takes part in more actual combat in the future, his progress will be faster."

Yan Qi nodded and said, "well, if she wants to stay here for a long time, then she can let them follow Yang Zhao and set out to fight. It is the fastest to kill in the battlefield and the fastest to raise the murderous spirit."

Slowly draw back, close your eyes, and turn the breath in your body for a small week again. Seeing that you still can't break through the barrier, ye soul unconsciously breathed out and opened his eyes. Looking at the sunlight slanting in from the window, Yelu was stunned. Then he got up and got down from the bed, picked up the knife and hung it around his waist. With a squeak, the door was pushed open, and Yan Qi and Ying Jiu came in.

Night spirit immediately stood up straight and saluted, "seventh master, Ninth brother."

"Sit down." Yan Qi pulled a chair and sat down, saying.

Night soul shook his head and stood straighter.

"Didn't rush?" Yan Qi asked after looking at his face.

"Yes, I always feel that there is an obstacle in the end and I can't get through it." Night soul nodded.

"Night spirit, do you know why Ye Xi's skill improves so fast?" Yan Qi asked.

Yelu shook his head. This is also a problem that has been bothering him all the time. In terms of the hard work and time spent in practicing kung fu, he is definitely the hardest among all people. Ye Xi often goes to Zhu Weili to learn the chores of cooking and flute playing. He spends all his time practicing kung fu, but although he is as skilled as ye Xi, his internal power is far inferior to Ye Xi, and even the progress of his kung fu is much worse, Although Ye Xi majored in Bihai tidal skill, and he majored in Mohist mental skill, it was not so far away.

Yan Qi took out a small cloth bag from his chest and said, "this time, the master was caught by the people of the demon sect in Xiangyang and besieged by those Wulin people for the sake of the spiritual snake inner pill that can improve internal power in the legendary red chamber. The spiritual snake has long died, but the master here really has a divine fruit that can improve internal power. The master gave Lu Yao Ye Xi and the third master, and now give you one."

Night spirit was stunned, and immediately stepped back and said, "it's wrong. The master is now needed around me. The seventh master and the ninth brother are better than me." If it is the divine fruit of improving internal power, once the martial arts of Yan Qi and Ying Jiu are eaten, they can immediately surpass those first-class masters and improve much faster than him.

"Night spirit, do you still have blood relatives?" Yan Qi lowered his eyes, gently stroked his fingers on the cloth bag and asked.

"No," Yelu shook his head and said, "when he left his hometown, his grandparents had starved to death, and his younger brothers and sisters had disappeared on the way. Before he arrived in Haizhou, his father was killed because of the water source, and his mother was also starved to death." As for other relatives, some of them have died on the way to escape, and others, Yelu is unwilling to think about it.

"Ying Jiu and I have been damaged. Even if we improved our skills for a while, we can't reach the highest level. Kong Wu, who killed the third master, is now closed in Shaolin Temple and has left a message to wait for the Ling family to challenge him in the future. We must revenge this revenge." Yan Qi smiled faintly and said, "Yelu, giving you this fruit is not without cost. The head of the family has given it to three people, Lu Yao, ye Xi and the third master. If you accept this fruit, the first is to revenge it. The second is to be like the third master. Everything takes the head of the family as the priority. Can you do it?"

The corner of night soul's mouth turned up and said, "seventh master, this is what night soul should do originally, which has nothing to do with divine fruit."

Yan Qi gently smiled and shook his head, saying, "night spirit, don't hurry to answer, think clearly, this is a matter of your life."

Staring at a bottle Yan Qi took out, a glimmer of light flashed in night soul's eyes. There was a small bug in the bottle.

"This is a poisonous insect used by the red chamber to swear blood. If you eat this, if you have someone who is willing to live and die, feed your own blood to him, then there will be a blood connection between you. You can never betray him. If he dies, at the same time, your heart will burst and die, unless that person sincerely removes the blood oath for you before death." Yan Qi weighed the bottle in her hand and said with a smile, "think clearly, Yelu, you also know who is in charge of the family. She doesn't want anyone to lose their lives for her, nor does she want to tie anyone up. Without this, if you want to go anywhere in the future, she will let you go, but if you eat this, you will be tied to her all your life."

Night spirit stretched out his hand, took the bottle from Yan Qi's hand, opened the lid, and swallowed the bug without any hesitation.

Yan Qi poured out a fruit from the cloth bag and handed it to Yelu. Ying Jiu took off his shoes and went to bed, sitting cross legged on the bed.

Night soul looked at Yan Qi and Ying Jiu, and no longer said more, swallowed the fruit.

"Take off your clothes." Yan Qi said, took off his shoes and sat at the other end of the bed.

After Yan Qi and Ying Jiu used their internal power to wash the marrow again, night soul broke through the fifth layer of the Mohist mental skill at that time, and the internal breathing from the Dantian was still pouring out. In this way, in a few days, he could start to hit the sixth layer.

Looking at Yan Qi and Ying Jiu's pale faces, ye soul knew that these two people had not recovered from internal injuries, and now they still spend so much internal power to wash their marrow for themselves, in order to create a person who can compare with those top masters in the future, an absolute loyalty to the leader, and will no longer be like Ye Xi.

"Seventh master, how can I be in charge of my blood?" Looking at Yan Qi and Ying Jiu getting up, night soul asked, doesn't it mean that it's effective to feed her your heart blood?

"Thirteen, what's the matter with Yelu? Let's call Alan over?" With Ling Qingyu's voice, the door was pushed open, and she saw Yelu standing in the room with a vibrant spirit. Ling Qingyu, who just showed a surprised expression, was directly pointed at the acupoint by Ying shisan behind her, and directly poured into Yan Qi's arms.

Night spirit stared at Yan Qi and put Ling Qingyu, whose eyes were also wide, on the bed. Then he handed him a long silver needle and said, "blood in your heart, do you know where to pick it?"

Night soul nodded, looking at Ling Qingyu's face from surprise to anger, and then his eyes dripped around, clearly indicating that I don't want! After hesitating for a while, he looked back at Yan Qiying Jiuhe, who closed the door after he hit the acupoint and leaned against the wall with his arms in his arms. I dare say you did this behind your back? Is this a betrayal?

Night soul put the long needle into her chest, endured the severe pain, leaned down and pulled out the long needle, so that the blood in her heart fell on Ling Qingyu's lips. As the blood slowly penetrated along her lips, a warmth surged up in the place of the sharp pain just now, as if another heartbeat could be felt.

Yan Qi's hands were afraid. Ling Qingyu, who had been relieved of his acupoints, immediately jumped up and shouted, "Yan Qi!"