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Li Ziye looked at Faru in front of him like he was looking at a fool. Is this old man crazy?

It's none of my business if you have a meeting!

Bai Wangyu, Wen Xiuru, and Zhu Zhu also stared at the Master Faru who suddenly barged in before them. Although they didn't speak, their expressions could explain a lot of things.

The expressions of the three were, Master Zhang, you are so real!

The people here have just woken up, and Lu can't get out of bed yet, and you come here to play the young man, which is too real.

The gazes of Faru and the others came to him, and he smiled awkwardly, and said, "Those old guys are really hard to deal with. Li Qingshan is not here, and Chen Qiaoer's temper is too hot. It is not suitable for this kind of occasion. After much deliberation, the Li family boy is the most suitable." , I guess it can handle it.”

Li Ziye had heard Fa Ru's words, and immediately understood what was going on.

I dare say that the old man suffered a lot from quarreling with others, so he asked him to help him find the place.

Who is he now?Shrew, bah, puff?

don't go!

Absolutely not!

"Master Zhang, my injury hasn't healed yet, I can't move, I really feel powerless." Li Ziye said with a look on my face that I was very weak and I needed to rest.

"I prepared a wheelchair for you, and it was ready two days ago."

After finishing speaking, Faru turned and looked outside, and shouted, "Push over the wheelchair made for Li Jiaoxi!"

"Yes!"

Outside, a disciple responded and quickly pushed a wooden wheelchair into the tent.

It is obvious that the wheelchair has just been made, and it is not even painted. It is pure natural and pollution-free, simple and practical!

"Fuck, is this all right?"

Seeing this, Li Ziye was a little silly.

Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru didn't know about this, so they looked at each other subconsciously, and they were also stunned.

Can you do this?

Ginger is still old and spicy!

Zunzhang is worthy of being Zunzhang, he does everything without leaking, admire, admire.

"Hurry up, if you are late, those old guys will have an excuse to make trouble again." Faru urged.

"Senior Faru."

In front of the bed, Zhu Zhu finally came back to his senses, and said with a wry smile, "Your husband just woke up, it's not suitable for the mood swings too much, can't you change someone else?"

She was really afraid that her husband's mouth would make those old guys so angry that they couldn't help but strike.

Although the husband quarrels very fiercely, the fight is really not very good, especially in the current situation, you can't even run away.

"Of course other people can't, little girl, don't worry, if this kid goes, he will only be emotionally disturbed by others, he will definitely not, and, with my old man personally watching, nothing will happen." Faru packed his bag with confidence. ticket lane.

"Ok."

When Zhu Zhu heard this, she showed helplessness, and there was no reason to stop her.

"Ouch, I have a headache and need to rest."

Li Ziye was not willing to give in easily, he stretched out his hand to support his head, pretending to be overwhelmed, anyway, he won't go.

Absolutely not!

"Sir, are you alright?"

Seeing this, Zhu Zhu asked with great concern.

"Something happened."

Li Ziye said with a serious expression on my face, "I think I will have to rest for ten days and a half months before I can get out of bed."

"Then lie down for a while."

Zhu Zhu chuckled, but didn't expose her husband's acting, her expression was gentle.

Husband did the right thing, the injury is so serious, and he is not allowed to rest, it is too bullying.

"Well, Zhu Zhu still cares about me the most."

Li Ziye lay down, glanced at an old man in the tent, and moaned innocently, "Oh, my head hurts like hell, what's wrong with this, will I die?"

Faru stood there, gritted his teeth and watched the kid in front of him do his best, wishing he could step forward and slap this guy to death.

When he came in just now, this kid was talking and laughing, full of energy!

How long has it been since he was about to die?

On the side, Bai Wangyu and Wenxiu Confucianism all looked at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, and pretended not to see them.

You can't get involved in this matter, and no one can afford it.

"Boy, are you going or not!"

Faru gritted his teeth and said.

"I want to go, but I have more energy than I want!"

Li Ziye said with an innocent face.

Fa Ru narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Boy, do you still remember that the head of Confucianism said that there will be a king of medicine in Mobei?"

"The medicine king?"

Li Ziye was stunned for a moment, but immediately regained his energy, nodded vigorously and said, "I remember."

The corner of Faru's mouth curled up, and he said, "Do you think, with your strength, even if you find the King of Medicine, you can grab it?"

Li Ziye hesitated for a moment, and said awkwardly, "It seems impossible."

Once a treasure of Yaowang's level appears, there must be many people fighting for it. His strength is basically equal to cannon fodder.

"How about this, today, if you go to meet those old guys with the old man, in the future, the medicine king will appear, and the old man will help you snatch it." Faru smiled.

Hearing this, Li Ziye sat up immediately, and said righteously, "It doesn't matter whether the king of medicine is the king of medicine or not, the key is to help Faru, you old man, vent your anger."

Bai Wangyu said, "..."

Wen Xiuru, "..."

real!

"Wang Yu, you are responsible for pushing the Li family boy, and go with me." After finally getting rid of this boy, Fa Ru looked at the disciple beside him, and immediately said.

"Yes, Master Zhang." Bai Wangyu replied respectfully.

"It's hard work for those who can." Li Ziye said with emotion.

He is simply a universal brick. He can be moved wherever he needs it. When he comes to Mobei, he is not only responsible for fighting, but also for quarrels.

Why did he feel that he was being fooled, the old man Faru already owed him a medicine king.

On the side, Wen Xiuru and Bai Wangyu stepped forward to help Li Ziye off the bed, and got into a wheelchair.

Zhu Zhu took a brocade fur coat and covered it tightly on the young man's legs, and asked softly, "Husband, where is the paper sparrow I gave you?"

"it's here."

Li Ziye took it out of his arms and said, "I keep it with me all the time."

"Ah That's good."

Zhu Zhu said with a gentle expression, "My husband's injury is still not healed, and his body is weak, but with this vermilion bird, my husband will not be attacked by cold evil."

"This thing can also drive away cold evil?"

Hearing this, Li Ziye looked at the paper sparrow in his hand in surprise, baby!

"This vermilion bird has many uses, and I have to discover it slowly by myself."

Zhu Zhu smiled lightly, "Anyway, you must carry it close to your body, and you must take it with you when you eat or sleep."

"Okay, got it."

Li Ziye responded obediently, and carefully put the paper sparrow back into his arms. This is a treasure and cannot be lost.

"Let's go."

In the tent, Faru had been waiting a long time ago, and urged him.

"Ah."

Li Ziye nodded and looked at Little Red Riding Hood.

Bai Wangyu understood, pushed the wheelchair and walked outside.

In the Confucian camp, Faru walked straight ahead, feeling confident for the first time in several days.

Behind him, Bai Wangyu followed with his wheelchair.

As for the boy in the wheelchair, his face was slightly pale, obviously his injuries were still not healed, but he always had a signature smile on his face.

"Li Jiaoxi recovered so quickly?"

In the camp, many disciples were surprised to see this scene.

"Rehabilitation ass, didn't you see Li Jiaoxi's face is still so pale?"

A sharp-eyed disciple saw the pale face of the boy in the wheelchair and replied.

"It's true, Li Jiaoxi's injury is still not healed, why did he get out of bed, the master is too inhumane."

A disciple with a righteous heart beat and hugged the injustice.

"Hiss... keep your voice down, you want to die!"

Next to him, several disciples hurriedly reached out their hands to cover the former's mouth, and said, "Didn't you see that the palm master has been running to Li Jiaoxi every day for the past few days? It is obvious that he wants to ask Li Jiaoxi."

Amidst the many disciples whispering, the three of Faru and Confucianism stepped forward to the outside of the Confucianism camp, with strong momentum and firm steps, changing the previous situation of lack of confidence.

At this moment, it seemed that what Bai Wangyu was pushing was no longer a boy, but a moving "nuclear" bomb.

Wherever it passes, thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of paths and people disappear.

In the middle of the four camps, in front of a heavily guarded felt tent, the leaders of all parties arrived one after another, and they immediately looked for Faru's figure.

Over the past few days, the leaders of all parties have formed a tacit agreement. Whenever there is a meeting, they will collectively attack the Fa and Confucianism, and insist on the Confucianism to give an explanation.

After all, in the previous battle, the casualties of all parties were too great, and it was necessary to find someone to take responsibility.

Since they couldn't attribute the responsibility to the most suspected Great Shang court, the Confucianism was the only scapegoat.

"he came."

At this time, Liu Rongnv saw Faru approaching from afar, and said.

"Ok?"

At the side, Lord Helan noticed the two people behind Faru, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he said, "It seems that someone has been brought here."

"It's useless to bring anyone here, he is a Confucianist, and he will bear all the responsibility for this matter after all!" Liu Rongnv said coldly.

"Not necessarily."

From behind, Tantai Jingyue, dressed in a light blue brocade fur coat, stepped forward and said, "After all, no one like us has any evidence to prove that the traitor of the human race came from the Confucian sect."

"Tantai Tiannv, what do you mean by that? I heard that when the Confucian sect's Li Jiaoxi was seriously injured and dying, you personally rescued him. You have such a relationship with the Confucian sect. Do you want to protect the Confucian sect?" He Landa Jun said lightly.

"Majesty Helan, you can save these words for later."

Tantai Jingyue replied indifferently, turned around and walked into the tent without paying attention.

The time is approaching, and the meeting of the leaders of all parties is about to begin. The four great monarchs from the Buddha Gate, Tianyu Palace, and Mobei Eight Divisions are all present.

Of course, not only the leaders of all parties, but also young leaders like Yan Xiaoyu and the Buddhist Qijie will come to see the world.

It's a meeting, but it's actually a verbal battle between all parties to crusade against Confucianism.

In the past few rounds, the Confucian School was completely defeated.

However, today is different.

The cold wind blows, and the wheelchair creaks on the wasteland. The Faru is in front, and Bai Wangyu is behind, like a Dharma protector, protecting the young man in the middle.

At this moment, even a great cultivator of the five realms, a peerless arrogance of the younger generation, could not cover up the demeanor of that young man.

On the creaking wheelchair, there is that young figure with a face like a crown jade, handsome eyebrows, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Even though he is about to face the leaders of various forces, a fierce battle of words and guns is ahead, His expression did not change calmly.

A school of guru demeanor!