Qin Dynasty Novelist

"Thank you sir!"

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Chapter 780 Infernal Affairs (seeking a ticket)

"Yun Shu, warm up the wine!"

After getting rid of some premeditated people, mysterious light flickered, and Zhou Qing's figure appeared in the hall. After sitting on the table, he looked at the empty bronze wine bottle in front of him, and looked at Yun Shu.

"Yes, son."

Seeing Young Master Wuyou's return, Yun Shu's expression was overjoyed, and he quickly returned to his side from the hall, and quickly took hot water from the small stove not far from the table, and put the wine in the copper pot in it .

It's great that the young master is fine, the previously fluctuating heart has completely settled down.

"You didn't show up in Longxi County just for Huo Yunzhi, did you?"

Scanning the doctors Nian Duan and Duan Murong who were standing quietly at the lower side of the hall, he said casually.

Lu Zhenlang, the giant of the Mohist family, and the elders of the Sixth Hall of the Nongjia, each of them are considered strong in Zhuxia, but tonight Nianduan was involved in them, and this person appeared in Longxi at this time , no coincidence.

Not to mention the so-called one-watching of Huo Yunzhi in his mouth.

After the words fell, Nianduan kept silent, and just stood in the hall with a calm expression, without saying a word, and there was a trace of special meaning spreading all over his body.

"Xuan Qingzi, I want to plot against you, and it has nothing to do with Rong'er."

Moments later, in the silent hall, the words flowed through the thoughts, and the coldness broke out.

"Among the hundreds of scholars, Benhou has killed many people, but there is no disciple of your medical family."

"Nian Duan, you can end it yourself."

Zhou Qing didn't want to talk nonsense with the woman in front of him.

The mere doctors also came to meddle in the matter, and I really got impatient. For several years, I have always treated the doctors with courtesy, otherwise, Sanchuan County would not have invited Nianduan to Xianyang.

After taking the warm wine from Yun Shu's hand, he drank it all in one gulp, why don't he do it himself?

"Marquis Wuzhen, I also hope that for the sake of hundreds of years of friendship between doctors and Taoist Tianzong, I will forgive my master's life."

Afterwards, Duanmu Rong who had been staying by Nian Duan's side suddenly went to the hall, knelt down and bowed, and a deep voice fell, full of sadness and begging, although he didn't know why Master made such a decision.

But... in the current situation, I really don't want to see something happen to Master.

"Nian Duan, where is your courage to seek this Marquis?"

Previously, the twelve righteous channels in the physical body were blocked, and the circulation of profound energy was frustrated, which was definitely caused by Nian Duan's secret hands, but... the twelve decoctions are indeed not harmful, but... this matter is definitely not related to Nian Duan.

Where did the plausible words go?

Where did Dayi Lingran go before?

Now... I don't have to worry about myself, I should decide the final game.

It seems that I am still too kind to Baijia.

puff!

Stretching out a palm, it was directly imprinted on the heart vein on his chest, which abruptly broke off his heart vein. Nianduan's expression turned pale instantly, and the breath of life in his body disappeared. Scarlet blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, staining his off-white clothes.

"Rong'er, the things that should be taught have already been given to you as a teacher."

"The physician's "Medical Code" was placed under the Jinghu medicine tree as a teacher, and the inheritance of physicians of my line will fall on you. From now on... you must take good care of yourself alone."

A hoarse and weak voice filled the air, traces of mysterious light diffused randomly, and the vitality of heaven and earth was moved by it. Zhou Qing, who was sitting at the top, remained motionless, premeditating himself, if he didn't kill him, Baijia thought he was kind.

It is really sad to be talking like this when you are near death.

I can't see clearly the general situation of Zhu Xia, and I have mixed my personal grievances with the doctors, so what can I do!

"Master!"

Duanmu Rong's heart sank before he got any response from his superior Marquis Wu Zhen, he turned his body slightly, looked at where the master was, and saw the shape of the master again, his expression changed again.

He quickly got up and supported the trembling master, feeling the fading breath of life from the master, his hands and feet were a little flustered and helpless.

"Rong'er, your... talent is very high, as long as you concentrate on studying medicine, you will definitely succeed."

"You...you must remember that before you have achieved great success in medicine, and until you find the next successor for the family of doctors, don't care about friendship and love in the world, and just stay in Jinghu Medical Village."

"You...may agree to be a teacher?"

Regarding the general trend of Zhuxia, the doctor Nianduan couldn't see it. Since he and Rong'er traveled to Qin from the Shandong kingdoms, there was still a huge gap between them. In the land of the Three Jins, South Korea was destroyed, and Qin attacked Zhao next year.

But today's Zhao State is full of traitors and sycophants, and loyal ministers and good generals are excluded. How can such a country be able to resist Qin State. Sure enough, Qin State's army moved, and even Zhao State might not be able to resist.

If Zhao Guo is destroyed!

The state of Wei is hard to support alone, and it is not far away!

The rest of Yan and Qi are difficult to achieve, and only the most hopeful Chu is left. Unfortunately, the current civil strife in Chu has not ended, and Jinghu Medical Village is within Chu. As long as Ronger remembers her words, she will be safe and healthy There will be great progress in researching medical skills.

The general trend of the Qin State has been established, and if the various schools of thought work together, there is still a chance of confrontation, but..., Nianduan can no longer pay attention to too much.

Feeling the dissipating power in his body, feeling the coldness all over his body, feeling the gradual stiffness of his hands and feet, the pale Nianduan quietly looked at Duanmurong, and finally left such a successor for the medical family.

"Master."