I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

Let's talk about a secret room in the inner hall of the Guo family mansion, filled with smoke and dim lights. The white-browed Taoist priest is sitting on a futon wrapped in red silk, with his palms on his chest, his eyes closed, and he is reciting Taoist scriptures, white breath. Fog drifted out from the braided hair on his head, and the green hosta across the braid shone with a dark green light.

He was adjusting his breath to repair his own internal injuries. In yesterday's semi-finals, he cast spells on the other side of the river to help Guo Wanchun fight Zhu Qingyu. He didn't want to be injured by three divine generals who appeared out of nowhere. His heart and lungs were damaged and ruptured, and Qipiao was bleeding. If he hadn't learned the escape technique and escaped by burrowing into the ground, he would have been chopped into pieces by the god.

He has been repairing here for nearly ten hours. After alternately using true energy and evil energy, his heart and lungs were quickly repaired. Now he used his whole body's energy to adjust his breath again and felt very smooth.

He stood up, clapped his hands, the door opened, and a little Taoist priest in black came in carrying a plate. He picked up the white towel on the plate and wiped his face a few times, wiped his hands again, and picked up the Gulu swallowed the cup of menstrual blood on the plate, and then sat in front of a coffee table.

Then, the door opened again, and another little Taoist priest came in carrying a square wooden box. Inside the box was half a braised baby leg, with a plate of mustard, chili, soy sauce, a knife, a fork, and There is a cup of Maotai wine.

The little Taoist put down the box and stepped back. He first poured a glass of wine into his mouth, then cut open the fat baby's thigh with a knife, pierced a large piece with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Well, it tastes good. I almost couldn't taste this delicious wine!" After that, he picked up the wine cup and poured it into his mouth directly.

The white-browed Taoist priest hadn't eaten all day. He ate half of the baby's legs tonight and was half full. However, for a practitioner, this was considered a lot, so he didn't ask for more food.

With a full stomach, beads of sweat appeared on his face, his face glowed green, his energy was high, and his whole body was filled with infinite power.

He patted the door, and the two little Taoist priests outside the door came in, bowed and asked: "What are the instructions from the Taoist Master?"

Taoist priest Baimei said: "Xuan Yin, Xuan Ming, do you know how President Guo and the others are doing? It's dark now, and the competition has ended long ago. I don't know how they won or lost?"

Xuanyin has a slender figure, a face as sharp as a knife, and a pair of green bean-sized eyes emitting a cold green light from the deep-set eye sockets. He took a step forward and bowed and said: "Reporting to Master, President Guo was knocked off the ring by Zhu Qingyu and was seriously injured. I heard that Mr. Guo was treating his injuries. Later, Guo Hua challenged Zhu Qingyu and was also knocked off the ring and was sent to a regional hospital for rescue. ”

"Oh, this Zhu Qingyu is really shaking things up! I, Ziyang Wudi, Chairman Guo, and Guo Hua were all seriously injured by him. Is there any justice in this? Could it be that he is really our nemesis!" said the old man with white eyebrows. said angrily.

"However, Zhu Qingyu was also seriously injured!" said the pudgy little Taoist priest Xuan Ming, with a hint of joy on his face.

"Oh? Who was he injured by? Is there a master who is more powerful than him?" Taoist priest Baimei asked.

Xuan Ming said: "It is said that he was injured by poisoning. He was sent to a regional hospital for rescue after bleeding from Qi Qi."

"Poisoning? On such a big occasion, everyone is eating from the same pot, how can there be any chance of poisoning?" Taoist priest Baimei asked again.

Xuan Ming smiled and said: "Some people suspected that the mineral water he drank was poisoned, but when the people from the regional security company went to find the bottle of mineral water after the game, the bottle of water was gone."

"Hmph, this must be the work of the Guo family. Guo Wanchun really did everything he could to win the martial arts championship! It's a pity that Zhu Qingyu was defeated." After saying this, Taoist Master Baimei sighed heavily.

"Why did Master sigh?" Xuanyin asked.

Taoist priest Baimei said: "When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured, and now both lose! President Guo and Guo Hua were seriously injured. I also suffered internal injuries today. Ziyang Wudi also broke an arm! If this continues, we will not be able to do anything good. Your life will be ruined in Zhu Qingyu’s hands!”

"Then what do you mean...?" Xuan Ming asked.

The white-browed Taoist priest held his long beard and said: "Through my observation, this Zhu Qingyu is a yin-yang divine body. His magical power is unparalleled and unmatched. The appearance of this person disrupted our entire plan and caused us to be injured many times, so it is Our number one enemy! Although we came to the border town at the invitation of Mr. Guo, as I became their master and received their salary, I should fight the enemy together with them and overcome the difficulties together!"

Xuanyin cupped his hands and said: "Master said it! Now that Zhu Qingyu is poisoned and seriously injured, it is the best time for us to get rid of the serious trouble in our heart! Please make it clear, Taoist Master, that Xuan Ming and I will take Zhu Qingyu's head." Come, give the Taoist priest a drink!"

Taoist Master Baimei laughed and said: "Yes, that makes sense. Let's make a decision after we go to see President Guo's injuries."

The three of them left the secret room, walked through the two-hundred-meter underground tunnel, and came to a secret room on the first floor of the back hall of the Guo family mansion.

Two Qinglong Gang disciples stood by the door. When the Taoist Master arrived, they bowed and said, "Taoist Master, please stop."

Taoist Master Baimei asked: "Is Mr. Guo in there?"

A disciple replied: "Mr. Guo is healing President Guo's injuries."

"Please report that I came to see President Guo."

This disciple then knocked on the door and reported truthfully. After a while, the door opened, and two disciples welcomed Taoist Master Baimei into the room, while Xuanyin and Xuanming were blocked from the door.

When they got to the inner room, they saw a pale-faced Guo Wanchun lying on a bed. He was covered in plaster and bandages, motionless as if he were dead. Sitting next to the bed was Guo Yaoting, who was wearing a Tang suit and looking tired.

"How is President Guo's injury?" he asked with concern as soon as he met Taoist Master Baimei.

Guo Yaoting did not look at Taoist Bai Mei, but looked at Guo Wanchun and said: "After two hours of busy work, I finally connected his three ribs. I have used my true energy to resolve the congestion in the stomach, spleen, lungs and heart. Now just wait for him to wake up and take the medicine."

Taoist Priest Baimei sat down on the wooden bench and said: "I didn't expect that we injured so many people in this competition. Even I suffered internal injuries. Ziyang Wudi also broke an arm! This Zhu Qingyu is really guilty of a heinous crime!"

Guo Yaoting smiled bitterly and said: "To tell you the truth, I was also injured. If I hadn't possessed Quanzi and passed on his skills to him, he would have fallen off the ring! Of course, I was the one who hurt him. If I hadn't done this , he will lose if he loses, but he won’t be hurt so badly.”

"Is your injury okay? Let me give you some chemotherapy?" Taoist priest Baimei asked.

"My spleen also bleeds, but I have already received chemotherapy. Thank you, Taoist Priest, for your concern." Guo Yaoting said weakly.

Taoist priest Baimei said: "Mr. Guo, our biggest threat right now is Zhu Qingyu. If we don't get rid of this person, we will have no chance of success! Now that he has been poisoned, this is a good opportunity for us to take action!"

Guo Yaoting shook his head and said: "I can't pay attention to this kid at the moment. If Gang Leader Li is here, I can still attack. Of course, if the Taoist Master's injury is not serious, I will not stop him."

Taoist Master Baimei was very dissatisfied with Guo Yaoting's negative attitude, but he couldn't say it clearly. He snorted, his wrinkled face rippled with sinister energy, and a green light shot out from his eyes: "People are not afraid of skills, but they are afraid of shortness of breath. If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to get rid of Zhu Qingyu! "

Guo Yaoting pondered for a while and said: "It seems that the Taoist leader is more anxious than me! Gang leader Li Jianghe and the Arab leader Yigu Lala have already contacted each other, and there should be new actions recently. Zhu Qingyu, he is doomed!"

"You have a new move? Why don't I know about it?" Taoist priest Baimei was a little unhappy.

Guo Yaoting smiled and said: "The Taoist priest is the master of our Guo family. He has worked night and night for our Guo family since arriving in the border town. His hard work has made great achievements. But there are many affairs of our Guo family. It would not be too great if the Taoist priest can handle them personally." Are you tired? Even I won’t ask too many questions, it’s all Chun’er’s doing. So please don’t take offense, Taoist Priest. We will ask Taoist Priest for advice when we need Taoist Priest to come forward.”

Taoist Priest Baimei understood what he said. Although what he said was reasonable, he still felt a little alienated, as if he had become an outsider. So I felt a knot in my heart and my face didn't look good.

Guo Yaoting noticed the change in expression on his face, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Taoist priest, please don't look outside, I am speaking from the bottom of my heart. Our Guo family has to face both officialdom and enemies, and we have to do such a... There is a lot of business and things are complicated, so some things are not reported to you, but I will never treat you as an outsider. Regarding Ziyang's affairs, they are still under observation. When the time is right, I will ask the Taoist priest to come forward in time. "

Taoist Priest Baimei felt relieved when he heard this. He laughed twice and said, "Since it's about Ziyang, why don't you come and hear it, in case I can help."

When Guo Yaoting saw Taoist Priest Baimei insisting, he sighed and muttered in his ear for a while. Taoist Priest Baimei relaxed his eyebrows when he heard this, stretched out his thumb and kept saying "wonderful words".

Taoist Priest Baimei suddenly remembered something and said: "We might as well take two steps. This first step..." As he said that, he put his green face close to him and whispered in Guo Yaoting's ear.

When Guo Yaoting heard this, he said seriously: "I will not stop the Taoist Master from making this move. But please do not expose yourself and your whereabouts, otherwise it will affect the entire plan."

Taoist Priest Baimei said: "Don't worry, we'll succeed, just retreat if you can't." After that, he said goodbye to Guo Yaoting and left the secret room...

Let's say that when Zhu Qingyu was taken to the regional hospital by the company's commercial vehicle, two policemen were pulling Guo Hua out of the CT room of the hospital's emergency department. Apparently, he had just had a X-ray here. Zhao Maolei glanced at Guo Hua, who was lying on the stand. He saw that his head was swollen, his face was covered with blood, and he was in a coma. It seemed that he was seriously injured.

Huang Jiangong, Zhao Maolei, Li Zhengfeng and others pushed Zhu Qingyu to the emergency department of the outpatient department and then sent him to the operating room for rescue. After the doctor washed his intestines and cleared his stomach, he gave him a cardiotonic injection, and finally shook his head and screamed and was sent to the critical condition. Intensive care unit, observation.

After arriving in the intensive care unit, the doctor connected the heart monitor tube to Zhu Qingyu's body and connected the oxygen tube. The monitor showed that his heartbeat was only twenty-eight beats per minute, his breathing was weak, and he was on the verge of death.

"Doctor, can Mr. Zhu be saved?" Huang Jiangong asked a male doctor coming out of the intensive care unit.

The doctor was wearing a hat, a mask, and a pair of glasses, so his face could not be seen clearly. He sighed and said, "The patient is seriously poisoned. You should prepare for the funeral as soon as possible!" After that, he went to the office. <