The Prime Minister has something to do

That is to say, his face turned pale and he spit out blood.

Zhuhua yelled, rushed up to the stage recklessly, helped Yanhai up, and babbled in Kongbei language, which He Houhan couldn't understand, so he focused his eyes on Wei Shang.

There was no guilt or worry on Wei Shang's face. Holding a mace, he stood proudly, proudly, and contemptuously on the stage.

The person making the record was a little dazed. Wei Shang glanced at him and shouted, "What are you looking at? You haven't written my name yet."

He Houhan stared at him motionlessly. Wei Shang is indeed amazing in martial arts, and even has weird moves. In his hand, a one hundred catty mace is as light as a firewood, but he is not without weaknesses...

What is the hope of the prime minister (full)

Wei Shang won the North Arena, but it was only a cup of tea.

He Houhan was not thinking about it yesterday. Today, at the beginning of the meeting, he saw a rookie like Wei Shang. He has a bright mind and can lure the enemy into deep. He is also defiant, and one day he will suffer a lot.

He Houhan helped Zhuhua run away to Renshao with Yanhai on his back, thinking secretly.

Jiang Feixue followed closely behind, and asked in a low voice, "Father, he won't die, will he?"

Zhuhua had always been panicked, but when Jiang Feixue said it, her eyes turned red.

He Houhan looked up at Jiang Feixue and said, "He will get better."

Jiang Feixue shuddered, as if she had swallowed a block of ice, and she carefully closed her mouth tightly.

He Houhan laid Yan Hai flat under the tree, and put three fingers on his wrists one by one. At this time, Yan Hai's complexion was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and his breathing was very weak, as if he was extremely weak.

Zhuhua suppressed tears and stared closely at He Houhan's movements. He Houhan was silent for a while, slightly relieved, and raised his head and said to Zhuhua: "The lung energy is weak, and the internal organs were injured, but fortunately he reacted Timely, protect the heart... After a year or so of recuperation, there will be no serious problems."

Zhuhua heaved a sigh of relief, she had been holding back her tears, but now she was relieved, and instead she let out, she held Yanhai's hand tightly.

Yan Hai tried his best to breathe steadily, looked at Zhuhua with his eyes open, his lips were still wet with blood, he had hurt his lungs and couldn't speak, so he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled at Zhuhua.

He Houhan watched for a while, then silently led Jiang Feixue away.

Only then did Jiang Feixue dare to speak: "Father, why don't you find someone to take him down the mountain?"

He Houhan looked around and said, "The road down the mountain is so long, and I'm carrying someone, I need to find two people with good martial arts foundation."

Just as he was talking, a middle-aged man walked by in front of him, grinning his teeth. His left arm was broken and was firmly fixed to his chest by a pair of splints. He Houhan immediately stepped forward and asked, "Brother, May I ask where you found the splint?"

The man looked up at him, and said clearly: "Have you ever participated in a martial arts conference?"

He Houhan realized something, and couldn't help but feel happy, and said: "I came here because of the name, but my friend was injured accidentally..."

The man turned around and pointed, and said: "There are Xiaoqiuxian's healers and Yushan disciples over there. Those who are injured and need to be treated should go to Xiaoqiuxian, and those who need help should go to Yushan."

He Houhan hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, brother."

The man waved his hand, grinned and walked away.

One of the characteristics of Yushan's disciples is that their faces are white and delicate, and they wear plain clothes. All of them have a sense of indifference and detachment from the world.

He Houhan asked two disciples from Yushan to come over. The two disciples came over with a stretcher, gently moved Yanhai to the top, and lifted it up with strength. Zhuhua followed, and couldn't stop thanking: " Thank you, thank you...you are really good people!"

The two disciples shook their heads slightly, with a distant smile on their faces, but their eyes were indifferent, and they said little, and they quietly carried Yanhai to the mountain road.

Zhuhua's eyes were fixed on Yanhai all the time, and now she took the time to turn her head and shouted to Hehouhan, "Ari, I'm leaving first!"

He Houhan waved his hand, Jiang Feixue stopped for a while, then returned to the ring, and walked back while tugging at his sleeve.

There is one winner in each of the two arenas in the north and south, one is Wei Shang and the other is Zhong Zi.

Factions of all sizes gathered around the east and west rings, and began to compete for rankings.

He Houhan saw a circle of disciples from the Eryushan Sect under the arena on the east side, all of them looked indifferently, looking up at the arena, silently, while the disciples of the Tong Sect on the other side were the complete opposite, shouting passionately It is very interesting to compare the two phases with great contrast.

He Houhan led Jiang Feixue to stand underneath and looked at it for a while, but felt that it was not worth much.In the battle of wheels, which faction stands at the end and which faction wins, so one by one, in the end it is just a competition between the disciples in charge.

The speed of the martial arts wheel battle was significantly faster than the previous day's title battle.

There are few people in the small sect, and they step down after only a few rounds. Every year, these few sects decide the winner. even faster.

Just after noon, the ranking of the Eastern Ring sect was announced, unchanged from last year, Yu Shangao and Xiao Qiuxian.

So far, three of the four arenas are empty, and only the ranking of the family in the South arena is still in contention.

He Houhan looked at it all morning and felt a little tired. He dragged Jiang Feixue, who was still in high spirits, away from the crowd. The skinned rabbits were hung on wooden sticks and roasted over the fire.

A distant yet familiar scent.

At the same time, Jiang Feixue couldn't hold back, and walked faster and faster, sitting down beside the fire, staring at the squeaky roasted rabbit.

He Houhan said with a smile: "Brother's craftsmanship is getting better and better, and the fragrance can be smelled from a long distance."

Rong Jialu took out a few bottles and jars, and sprinkled some on the roasted rabbit one by one. He raised his head and said with a smile, "I didn't know them a lot these years, but I picked them up again in the past two years on the mountain."

Ming Qiao sat obediently and waited, then suddenly said: "Uncle's cooking is delicious."

For some reason, He Houhan suddenly felt a little sore in his heart. He touched Mingqiao's head and said, "It's the best."

Jiang Feixue looked over with straight eyes, and knocked off He Houhan's hand with a slap.

He Houhan turned his gaze to Jiang Feixue and remained silent.

Rong Jialu leaned forward, tore off a rabbit leg, handed it to Jiang Feixue, and said with a smile, "Have you never eaten it? Come and taste it."

Jiang Feixue looked at He Houhan with her lips pursed, her eyes wide open without blinking.

He Houhan still didn't speak.

Jiang Feixue stood up for a while, then suddenly stood up and ran away.

Rong Jialu was silent for a while, then asked: "Junior brother, is there something you are hiding from me?" He paused, and then said: "Master said that Jiang Sheng sent Zhisen to him back then, and now you help him Jiang Sheng raised his daughter... what do you guys want to do?"

He Houhan was startled, his brain was running fast, a helpless smile appeared in his expression, and he slowly explained: "The emperor ordered me to be a military governor, and Qiao... Zhisen was too small to If he followed me after a long journey, if he was left in the mansion, the situation at that time was unpredictable, and I was worried, so I entrusted him to Jiang Sheng. Brother remember what I said back then, Jiang Sheng had contacts with me in Beijing and was far away from the political situation. Believe him. As for Feixue... senior brother, Jiang Sheng helped me a lot...too much, I feel that I owe Jiang Sheng, so I can't let her daughter be wronged."

Rong Jialu stopped talking, smiled, took the roasted rabbit off the fire, and said, "Go and find her, that child is too stubborn."

He Houhan sighed, had no choice but to stand up and search for the maple forest.

Jiang Feixue hugged her knees and squatted under a thick maple tree.

quietly.

He Houhan walked up to her slowly, stood still, and sat down.

The wind swirled overhead, and the crisp maple leaves of the trees rattled.

Jiang Feixue's thin arm moved, as if it was just an unconscious trembling in sleep.

He Houhan sighed slightly in his heart, stretched out his hand and touched her head.

Jiang Feixue raised his head all of a sudden, his eyes were red, and he was about to stare at people fiercely.

She squeezed her throat and said, "Don't touch me!"

He Houhan asked calmly, "I'm your father, why can't I touch you?"

Jiang Feixue's eyes turned red.

He Houhan patted her head again, and said, "Zhisen hasn't even met his parents...you will be his sister in the future, you know?"

Jiang Feixue pursed her mouth, and after a long while, she finally nodded quickly.

He Houhan took out a rabbit leg wrapped in oil paper and handed it to Jiang Feixue.

At noon in Zuhuafeng in November, the autumn wind rustled and the sun was warm.

There was a sudden burst of commotion on the other side of the ring, as if the cover was lifted all of a sudden, and the sound of people came out violently.

He Houhan led Jiang Feixue out of the maple forest. Rong Jialu was stamping out the bonfire. He walked over and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Rong Jialu smiled and said, "It seems that the leader of the martial arts alliance is here."

He Houhan asked suspiciously: "Winger? Isn't he about to retire...Jiang Sheng presided over the attack on Qiqiao Sect that year."

Rong Jialu shook his head slightly, and said: "Master said that he has always wanted to give Jiang Sheng the position of leader, but unfortunately Jiang Sheng went to sea, so he delayed it for several years. I just don't know why he came out this year?"

He Houhan thought for a while, and then said, "Maybe it can't be delayed any longer."

He Houhan led Jiang Feixue, Rong Jialu hugged Mingqiao, and they walked towards the middle ring together.

Everyone on Zuhua Peak seems to have gathered there. Looking from a distance, there are huge crowds of people, which is really spectacular.

It was the first time for He Houhan to meet the leader of the martial arts alliance - winger, a legendary figure.

A middle-aged man was standing on the ring in the middle. It seemed that he was the one who made the judgment of the ring.