I am a hero in online games

Chapter 145

After leaving the General's Mansion, Ling Xuzi finally returned to the station.

Seeing Ling Xuzi come back, Jun Moxiao hurriedly asked: "Brother He, how are they doing?"

Ling Xuzi felt sad and didn't know how to speak for a while. After a long time, he said: "When I arrived, the brothers of the Beggar Clan were already..."

After hearing this, Lord Grim couldn't help but feel eclipsed, but he had already expected such a result, so he asked again: "What about Pan Zhentian?"

Ling Xuzi said: "I rescued Pan Zhentian, and the effect of the bone-eroding powder was about to wear off. I was afraid that he would take action against us, so I let him go halfway."

Lord Grim leaned against the wall again, nodded slowly, and sighed: "It's good that he's still alive."

When they were talking, Ji Xuan always sat on the side quietly, looking out of the window, not saying a word, and seemed not to listen to what they said.

But at this time, Ji Xuan suddenly asked: "Jun...Jun Shaoxia, that Pan Zhentian treats you like this, why do you still want him to live?"

The three of them looked at Ji Xuan in astonishment, and Ling Xuzi said guiltily: "It seems that Miss Ji is thinking about revenge again, let her, a weak woman, risk us with us, but there is still nothing about her killing her father and enemy clue……"

Lord Grim was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "We are all disciples of the Beggars' Sect, he is just acting extreme, why should I expect him to die."

Ji Xuan's eyes showed iron-like determination, and he asked: "But you don't want to kill him, he is looking forward to your death, do you still want to influence him?"

Lord Grim shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "How can I influence others? He will still kill me if he has a chance in the future. But the leader is not here, and every disciple in the beggar gang must unite spontaneously. I can't let him Leading the beggar gang to destruction, we will not intentionally harm him."

Only then did Ji Xuan nod his head half-understood, and as before, he sat aside and said nothing.

Looking at Ji Xuan's back, Ling Xuzi felt a little sympathetic in his heart, so he walked slowly to Ji Xuan's side, squatted down, and said softly: "Miss Ji, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"

Ji turned his head and smiled, "I've always believed in you."

Ling Xuzi patted her shoulder lightly, then stood up, walked behind Jun Moxiao and said: "Brother Jun, I will heal your wounds first, and then we will travel day and night, and report this matter to Chang'an first." other elders."

Lord Grim nodded, and sighed: "At this moment, I'm afraid no elder can stop Pan Zhentian."

Ling Xuzi didn't answer any more, asked Tang Jun to support Lord Grim, and immediately began to practice the Qingxin Kungfu. When this kung fu was running, Ling Xuzi only felt comfortable physically and mentally, with sharp ears and eyesight, and his body fatigue seemed to be a little less for a while.

Concentrate this internal force in the palm of your hand, force it out continuously with soft internal force, and punch it into Lord Grim's body from the back of your heart to heal him.

Ling Xuzi used to always fantasize about what kind of experience it would be to pass on martial arts in martial arts plots. Now that he did it himself, not only did he lose the fun in his fantasy, but he became a little more tired.

It took only half a stick of incense to blow out the internal force, and Ling Xuzi was sweating profusely and out of breath. This transfer of power is no better than fighting, and the internal force must be controlled properly, otherwise it will only hurt Lord Grim.

But judging from Ling Xuzi's current situation, although his internal force is already very deep, his control of internal force is still blank. Between one move and one move, he cannot control sending and receiving as he likes. Under such precise control, Even more tired.

After half a stick of incense, Ling Xuzi had trouble breathing and was upset, as if he was being devoured by a hundred insects, and it was difficult to calm down.

Ling Xuzi slowly stopped spitting out his internal energy, put his hand off Lord Grim's back, wiped the sweat off his face, and said in his heart: "I didn't expect that it would take so much effort to transmit my internal energy to another person's body. I am in a peaceful state of mind." It is still difficult to control the internal force, and it is even more difficult to be upset at this time. If this continues, I may hurt Brother Jun, so let's stop here."

So Ling Xuzi stood up, smiled helplessly, and said, "Brother Jun, I'm not skilled enough, I can only hold on for a while, I hope you will forgive me."

Lord Grim stretched his muscles and wondered: "Brother He, could it be possible that he has practiced some kind of peerless magical skill? Why has my internal injury recovered forty to fifty percent in just half a stick of incense?"

Tang Jun also wondered: "In the blink of an eye, Brother Jun is full of anger when he speaks."

Ling Xuzi was also very surprised: "Listening to Brother Jun's voice, he has indeed recovered a lot. I didn't expect that the Qingxin function can have such a miraculous effect on others!"

Lord Grim smiled and said: "Since the injury has recovered a bit, and I have the energy to go on the road, let's start now, after all, there are still important things to deal with... Besides, I am also hungry, let's go back and find a place to eat. "

Ling Xuzi suddenly remembered the food competition last time, Lord Grim's food intake was actually better than him who had been starving for a few days, at this time Lord Grim said to eat, Ling Xuzi was a little scared...

In this way, the four of them embarked on the road back to Chang'an, galloping along the road without stopping, and after a few days, the four of them finally arrived at Bingzhou.

The non-stop running for the past few days has already exhausted people and horses. If I don't stop to repair, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make it to Chang'an.

So, the four of them went into the city and found an inn to stay respectively.

Ling Xuzi lay in the guest room, only feeling energetic, not very tired, and a little confused in his heart.

These days, Ling Xuzi practiced Qingxin Kung Fu to heal Jun Moxiao's injuries. After these few days, Jun Moxiao's injuries were almost healed.But after running the Qingxin Gong, the energy of Ling Xuzi, who was not injured at all, became more and more vigorous. After such a long journey, he didn't feel the slightest fatigue.

At this time, Ling Xuzi heard the sound of gongs and drums outside the window, and the hustle and bustle of people. Curious, he probed to have a look: he saw a spacious wooden platform erected on the side of the street, with slender stone pillars at the four corners, covered with red silk The brocade, the red silk on the four pillars is tied in the middle to look like a hydrangea, which is very festive.

Around the platform were many people who had gathered to listen to the sound of the gong. Everyone gathered around the platform, talking with each other, and it was overcrowded for a while, and it was very lively.

At this time, a man stepped onto the platform, and saw him in brown trousers and yellow clothes, looking like a servant, holding a mallet in his left hand and a gong in his right, beating vigorously while looking around.

It seemed that a lot of people had gathered to watch, so the man said loudly: "Tomorrow, the daughter of my lord will have a martial arts competition to recruit relatives here, all capable and knight-errants can come here to have a try!"

Ling Xuzi watched from the window, and smiled in his heart: "I didn't expect to see a martial arts competition to recruit relatives."

At this time, someone knocked on the door of his house.

(End of this chapter)