[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

Ximen Chuuxue's medical skills are very good, but this time he is a little helpless.

The young man was first kidnapped and tortured, then he was caught in a sea storm and injured his head and lost his memory, and then he was poisoned by a gangster and became stupid. Normally, it is a test of the doctor's ability.

If it was pure trauma and poison, Ximen Chuuxue thought he was fine, but the little ancestor had been floating on the sea for a long time. The human brain is very complicated. No doctor dares to say that he can cure memory and mental damage, and neither can he. exception.

The girl Su Rongrongsu next to Chu Xiangshuai is already a rare genius doctor in the world, and the prescriptions she prescribed can continue to be used. The only way is to heal the trauma first.

Zhao Mingning came over in a hurry, looked at his baby brother who had a wooden face and remained unchanged when he left, calmed down and called out carefully, "Ming Yu?"

The little guy lowered his head, without any intention of answering him.

His Majesty's excitement gradually faded away, and finally he remembered that there was a doctor standing beside him, rubbed his baby brother's head and asked in a low voice, "Can Master Ximen have a solution?"

Ximen Chuuxue also wanted to cure him, but he would not boast that Haikou had left false hopes for the emperor. He would stay in the capital for a while, and he would definitely find a way to find out what the poison was on the little guy.

Heal the trauma first, and then cure the poison, maybe the memory and mind will come back together.

Zhao Mingning sighed, he knew that Su Rongrong was a well-known genius doctor in the world, when Su Rongrong was at a loss what to do, he guessed that what he was going to do next might be useless, he had sought many doctors these days, but as expected, there was nothing he could do.

Even Ximen Chuuxue shook his head now, could he just resign himself to fate?

Seeing that the emperor was disappointed, Gong Jiu saw that the little ancestor of their family had returned to the state of a wooden man, and even picked up the rattle to try to make him talk, so he kept silent, what should he do if his voice was choked up?

The corners of Ximen Chuixue's eyes twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to stop him, "Master Ninth, Ming Yu doesn't like these things."

"But Ming Yu spoke just now." Gong Jiu pursed her lips, looked at the white-clothed swordsman standing in front of her and asked, "Without a rattle, can you make Ming Yu speak?"

Ximen Fuxue: ...

He really can't.

Zhao Mingning frowned slightly, "So, what did Ming Yu say just now?"

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Gong Jiu, Gong Jiu's eyes wandered, and he didn't want to answer this question.

The dormitory was quiet for a while, and a needle could be heard. The young man sitting there saw the colorful rattle again, and said again with a stern face, "Noisy..."

Zhao Mingning: ...

His Majesty's expression was also a little strange. Hearing the voice of his precious brother again after a long time, his tense mood relaxed a little, "Ah Jiu, put it away, Ming Yu really doesn't like it."

Gong Jiu turned her head very unhappy, "I want Ming Yu to talk again, and I don't want him to be unhappy, you can do it yourself."

When he was picking toys, he specifically asked the stall owner. The stall owner said that these are the best sellers, and children as young as two or three years old like them. Why is their little ancestor different from other children?

Yanmen is bitterly cold, there are really not many things for children to play there, and his cheap father is busy leading the army, and he can't spare time to accompany him. If he had so many toys when he was young, he must be very happy.

Feeling the unhappiness from the people around him, the child moved his uninjured leg, and uttered another word with a blank expression, "Ugly..."

Gong Jiu clenched the carefully selected rattle, "Not ugly!"

Zhao Mingning and Ximen Chuuxue stood beside, looking at Gong Jiu who seemed to have turned into a three-year-old child, his expression was indescribable. Even if the little ancestor was not mentally complete, he would not give up easily. If the two of them were allowed to quarrel, would they directly Heal without medicine?

It's a pity that the little guy just lowered his head and continued to be in a daze after saying it twice. Gong Jiu turned the rattle in disbelief, and making a sound didn't make him respond anymore.

Zhao Mingning sighed again, and signaled Gong Jiu and Ximen Chuuxue to go out with him, "Is Master Ximen sure to find out what kind of poison is on Ming Yu's body?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer "yes" or "no", but said in a deep voice, "Half a month is enough to find out what's in the poison."

He just took some blood from the child's hand, as long as he can distinguish the ingredients in the poison, he can try to find the antidote.

"Thank you, Master Ximen, for your kindness. When Mingyu recovers, Wanmei Villa has any needs in the future. Feel free to ask Master Ximen. As long as the people are not endangered, I will definitely not refuse." Zhao Mingning nodded. There are a lot of things to be busy, so after talking a few words, I went back to the imperial study.

Gong Jiu watched him go away, and he looked very reliable when he was steady, "The imperial court is like this, so is Wuming Island."

"Your Highness needn't be like this." Ximen Chuuxue stopped, he didn't value things outside of him, and he came to the capital only because he regarded Zhao Mingyu as a friend, not for the benefits behind him, "Wanmei Villa lacks everything."

Gong Jiu thought for a while, but didn't say anything more. It's too early to say these things now, and it won't be too late to talk about the reward after he holds Wuming Island completely in his hands.

What this person said was also true. Wanmei Villa was escorted by the Raksha Sect, who could solve any troubles they encountered. It seemed that they really didn't need them to add icing on the cake.

The capital city was the calm before the storm, and along the coast of southern Fujian, Lu Xiaofeng and Chu Liuxiang met again without any accident.

The weather is neither too hot nor too cold, and there are various shops on both sides of the street, selling groceries, tea, rouge... The shops display the best things in the shop, trying to attract the attention of passers-by.

Here is rich in tea. There are many teahouses in the small town, and the utensils for drinking tea are also very particular. The evening wind blows slowly. People who have worked all day put on clean and tidy clothes, and walk out of the house to enjoy the tranquility and comfort at dusk.

There are many people in every teahouse, but there is no noise and noise in the teahouses in the north, even if there are many people, the soft-spoken voice will not make people feel bored.

Chu Liuxiang had just come down from Shaolin Temple, her mood was so low that she couldn't even raise her interest in drinking, so she ordered a pot of bitter tea and sat there slowly sipping it from a cup smaller than a wine cup.

Tieguanyin was bitter and astringent, but after drinking it, the fragrance remained on his lips and teeth. After drinking two cups of tea, his irritable mood gradually calmed down.

Lu Xiaofeng was sitting next to him, he didn't like to drink tea, the table was already full of empty wine jugs, he thought that drinking good wine would definitely make him feel better than bitter tea, but it turned out that even if he drank a table full of wine, His mood didn't go any better either, "One stone of trouble in the world, five for you and five for me, what a headache."

Whether it's Chu Liuxiang or him, when people hear their names, they are always inseparable from trouble. Now that the two of them are together, God knows what trouble will become.

The ninth son really sent him an almost impossible task. Few people remember the past 20 years ago. Tianfeng Shishilang came to the Central Plains without any fanfare. Compared with people, he is very special, and no one will remember that he has been here after such a long time.

He has been inquiring for several days, and the Jianghu people in southern Fujian don't know the name Tianfeng Shishilang at all, let alone find out who has fought against him.

Chu Liuxiang put down the teacup, picked up her mood and cheered up, "I'm sad for Wuhua, why are you having a headache?"

"I have a headache about something that is almost impossible to accomplish." Lu Xiaofeng drank another jug ​​of wine, threw the empty jug on the table and sighed, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, Xiangshuai sent Wuhua back to Shaolin Temple, What do you want to do next?"

"Going to Jinan, the truth about the theft of Tianyi Shenshui hasn't been found out yet. After a long time, I'm afraid that some people will die under the colorless and tasteless poison." Chu Liuxiang said with a wry smile. Again, he doesn't know what Heizhu can find out by himself, Jinan is not safe now, and he is worried that Heizhu will encounter accidents there.

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes flickered slightly, recalling the secrets that Gong Jiu told him before he came out, he lowered his voice and asked, "Does Xiang Shuai know how the old leader of the Beggar Gang passed away?"

"The old gang leader Ren is old, and he passed away due to illness for many years. Everyone in the world knows about it." Chu Liuxiang frowned. After his death, he quickly stabilized the form of the Beggar Gang, and even had a great momentum to develop the Beggar Gang.

Lu Xiaofeng pinched his chin, feeling that the two of them need to gather the information they know, "But, Jiu Gongzi told me earlier that the old leader Ren was poisoned to death by Tianyi Shenshui, because Ming Yu was taken away by thieves, The Ninth Young Master is currently able to mobilize the two parts of the court and the Jianghu, and the news he found will definitely not be false."

His intuition told him that as long as Chu Liuxiang finds out the truth about the theft of Tianyi Shenshui, his headache will be solved. Only Chu Liuxiang may find many detours if he investigates by himself, but now he has the news of Gong Jiu as his backing, as long as they join forces , will soon be able to find out the truth hidden under the water.

The news of the Beggar Gang is indeed well-informed, and the news network of the imperial court is not inferior. The details may not be comparable to the beggars in every corner, and other places will definitely not be worse than the Beggar Gang.

If Ren Ci was poisoned to death by Tianyi Shenshui, was it Nangong Ling who poisoned him?Where did he get the Tianyi Shenshui?

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't figure it out, he did have friends with the elders of the Beggars' Clan, but he didn't know much about the new leader of the Beggars' Clan, Nangong Ling, if there were no such incidents, he might become friends with Nangong Ling in the future.

He likes to cook wine and enjoy flowers in the small building with Huamanlou, and also likes to eat meat and drink for Lu Dakou. It is rumored in the world that Nangong Ling is as righteous as old gang leader Ren Boyun. will be good friends.

But now, he is not sure whether Nangong Ling's loyalty is real or fake. The old gang leader Ren Ci is his adoptive father, who raised him from a young age, taught him martial arts and taught him strategies. It was really him, and that was downright terrifying.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't accept it, and Chu Liuxiang didn't believe his words even more. He had already lost a friend, and these people were trying to turn his other friend into a hypocrite with a sweet heart and a sword in his mouth.

He and Nangong Ling have known each other for so many years, if Nangong Ling disagrees, how could he not see it?

Chu Liuxiang's expression was very ugly, and the tea in the teacup spilled out, Lu Xiaofeng didn't delay any longer, and shared with him all the news he heard from Gong Jiu.

In the face of iron-like facts, even if he doesn't believe it, he can no longer deceive himself and others.

Things became complicated and confusing again, Tianyi Shenshui was stolen from Shenshui Palace, Zamuhe and others were killed, Ren Ci died in Tianyi Shenshui, plus a Wuhua who seemed to have nothing to do with these things, thousands of people... My mind is not clear, and the more I think about it, the more irritable I become.

Chu Liuxiang took a sip of the extremely bitter tea, and now, even this tea can't calm him down, "I'm going to find Nangong Ling immediately, you tell me this, do you want to investigate the case with me?"

Lu Xiaofeng put the last jug on the table, looked at Chu Liuxiang with an innocent expression, "I'm not a smart person, I'm often cheated when I go out, so I found a helper."

Chu Liuxiang paused, "Who is this helper you are looking for?"

Lu Xiaofeng blinked, "Six Doors are always arresting, chasing after their lives."

The four famous arresters are all in the south of the Yangtze River now, and there are ruthless and iron hands sitting in the palace. It will not be a waste of time to send Zhui Ming to help him. In fact, he still wants Leng Xue to accompany him.

The beggar gang is the largest gang in the world, and any faction that has a relationship with the number one is not easy to mess with. One more combat power will give you more security. Compared with the unreliable pursuit of life like the little ancestor, he believes in taciturnity. cold blooded.

Of course, Zhui Ming must not let Zhui Ming know these words, that kid's lightness kung fu is on par with Sikong Zhaixing, he doesn't want to be chased like a dead dog and unable to get up.

Chu Liuxiang got up and stretched her muscles, she was a little surprised by the name Lu Xiaofeng said, "I never thought that the world-famous hero Lu would ask the court for help when he was in trouble."

But if you think about it carefully, Yu Bao is a prince and has a close relationship with the court. Lu Xiaofeng knows Yu Bao, so he will naturally know people in the court.

"Ming Yu hates the people in the Jianghu who violate the law and discipline the most. It's okay not to let him see it. As long as he sees it, he will definitely come to the door with the arresters of the six doors." Lu Xiaofeng imitated Chu Xiangshuai's signature moves, Touching his nose, he said, "I have been educated by my little ancestors a lot, and I always think of the six doors subconsciously when encountering life and death matters. I'm afraid this problem can't be corrected."

The little ancestor disliked the officials of Kaifeng Mansion for their sloppy behavior, and also disliked the many rules of the Imperial City Secretary, so he was very reluctant to play with Kaifeng Mansion and the Imperial City Secretary. Familiar, toss up with confidence, and is plausible when scolded.

It was those Jianghu people who broke the rules first. Is it wrong for him to eliminate harm for the people?

That's right!

Lu Xiaofeng thought of the little ancestor who was full of energy and liked to run around, and thought of the young man who was like a wooden doll now. He sighed and raised the empty flagon, shook the flagon to pour out the last few drops of wine, then stood up and said, "I'll come Minnan sent a letter to Zhuiming before, he should have arrived in Jinan by now, let's go there too."

Both of them prepared their horses, paid for tea and wine, and rode straight out of the city.

It was getting late, and with their martial arts, they were never afraid of going out at night, but the horses always had to rest after dark. After galloping for two hours, a fire was lit in the deserted woods.

Chu Liuxiang turned over the roast chicken on the branch, "Lu Xiaofeng, how long have you known Yu Bao?"

Lu Xiaofeng sat up, spat out the grass roots in his mouth and regained his energy. If he talked about the process of meeting and acquainting him with his little ancestor, then he would not be sleepy.

When he saw the little prince for the first time, he was still a real child who couldn't reach his chest. He was also a fledgling young man who didn't understand anything. The kid who got along with him was the emperor's own younger brother.

"You have met the ninth son and the emperor. This time, something happened to the little ancestor, and the emperor has no time to talk to you. Otherwise, even if you are the bandit commander Chu Liuxiang, you will not be able to escape being caught and taken to the palace to warn you. "Bringing up the past, Lu Xiaofeng laughed unconsciously, "Do you think the Ninth Young Master is a bit crazy? Actually, among their brothers, the emperor is the craziest one."

Chu Liuxiang heard him talking about the young man's past, and understood where Gong Jiu's paranoia came from. No wonder he thought Yu Bao was killed by the inner house struggle at first. Bao took it too seriously, far beyond the normal limit.

Fortunately, that child has a heartless temper. If a child with a sensitive mind is controlled like this, their brothers would have turned against each other long ago.

Yu Baoan's quiet appearance is very distressing, and now he wants to see the appearance of that little hedgehog with its thorns erected to trouble others, with fresh clothes and angry horses, high-spirited, that's what a teenager should have appearance.

Lu Xiaofeng was very good at telling stories, and Chu Liuxiang was also a good listener. The two shared a roast chicken on the ground, and they didn't intend to go to sleep.

But they went one step too late, Chu Liuxiang was stopped by a little red outside Jinan city.

The black-clothed assassin's face was still as cold as a dead man's. He didn't say anything, but just handed Chu Liuxiang a letter, and then he didn't disappear immediately as before, but stood where he was, as if he was waiting for Chu Liuxiang's questioning.

He already regarded Chu Liuxiang as a friend, and he would not sit idly by when his friend was in trouble, so he didn't leave too far these days, and only accepted the orders near Jinan, and the accident actually made him discover something.

There is a mountain a few miles southeast of Qufu, with steep cliffs on one side and hundreds of feet on the other. There are three or five thatched huts on the top of the mountain, in which Ren Ci's widow lived.

When he found that place, it was already a near-death situation. Mrs. Ren had the will to die, but she didn't even resist at all. She didn't call for help when she saw him appearing outside the window, and she died safely holding the ashes of the old leader Ren.

Even if someone calls for help, he won't save him, but Mrs. Ren's calmness in facing death has surpassed most people in the world.

A little red is a killer, and the ones he sees most are dead people. Everyone who dies under his sword has a different final expression, with various poses and expressions, except that they are not calm and calm.

Then, he found the last letter from the urn.

Chu Liuxiang silently looked at the envelope, looked at the five words "Chu Liuxiang's personal letter" written on it, and opened the letter after a long time. Lu Xiaofeng didn't bother him to read the letter, but just looked at the black-clothed killer standing beside him and asked in a low voice. He said, "Excuse me, the letter has been taken out, are the ashes of the old leader Ren okay?"

Yidianhong gave him a cold look, that gaze was as cold as the ice of nine winters, falling on his body made him shiver uncontrollably.

Lu Xiaofeng no longer has nothing to say, he believes that Yidianhong will not do anything excessive to Ren's ashes urn, and he has seen many killers, why is this killer so cold?

Of course, Yidianhong didn't do anything to Ren Ci's urn, because the real urn had been hidden by Madam Ren, and what she had been holding was the fake urn filled with soil and letters.

Chu Liuxiang read the letter with a single glance, her hands trembling even with the most delicate locks, handed the letter to Lu Xiaofeng and murmured, "It's so...so so..."

When Lu Xiaofeng saw Tianfeng Shishilang's name appearing on the paper, he became serious. At the end of the reading, he found out that Nangong Ling was Tianfeng Shishilang's orphan. In a flash of inspiration, he connected everything together. The head yelled, "I get it!"

Not only Chu Liuxiang, but even a little red followed suit.

Lu Xiaofeng returned the letter and said with burning eyes, "Tianfeng Shishilang brought two children with him when he came to the Central Plains to find his wife. After his death, the infant Nangong Ling was entrusted to the old leader Ren. What about the other child? "

Chu Liuxiang gradually turned pale, "You mean..."

"Tianfeng Shishilang competed with the old gang leader Ren. There must have been someone who fought against him before and severely injured him. There are not many people in southern Fujian who have such martial arts." Lu Xiaofeng said, "And Tian Master Feng is one of them."

"Tianfeng Shishilang entrusted his youngest son to the old gang leader Ren, and the eldest son was naturally handed over to the first person to fight with him." Chu Liuxiang said with a wry smile, "Tianfeng Shishilang is very famous in Dongying, so he chose Tuogu The person must have thought carefully, and he went to find that person first, which means that the name of that person must have been louder than the old gang leader Ren, and in the rivers and lakes 20 years ago, there was a person who was louder than the gang leader of the beggar gang. Not many."

First of all, that person's martial arts must be extremely high, so he seriously injured Tianfeng Shishilang, and secondly, that person must be as generous and kind as Ren Ci, otherwise he would not have taken in Tianfeng Shishilang's orphan.

In the past 20 years, almost no one in the Jianghu knew that there was a master of swordsmanship from Dongying in southern Fujian. It can be seen that the man kept a low profile and didn't like to make public, and Tianfeng Shishilang was able to rush to meet Ren Cixiang in time after being seriously injured See, that person must be in southern Fujian.

Master Tianfeng meets all these conditions, except for Master Tianfeng, there is no other famous martial artist who can fully meet them.

In this way, it is almost certain that the other child is Wuhua.

Lu Xiaofeng finally got things together, he was so excited that he wanted to jump up, but at this moment, a pigeon landed on his shoulder from the sky.

The pigeon was tied to a bamboo tube, and inside the bamboo tube was a note with words written on it. Lu Xiaofeng opened the note, and after scanning the writing on it, his expression became very strange.

Sure enough, Wuhua came back from the dead, not only came back from the dead, but also went to the desert with a changed face.

desert...

Lu Xiaofeng squinted his eyes and held the note in his palm, wanting to shout out in anger——

Uncle Simon!Someone bullied our little ancestor!The little ancestor was punished by the boss this time!Come and avenge the little ancestor!

It's that monk!Take him!