beg for chivalry

Ever since he was a child, Yan Jiubian had never devoted himself to practicing his inner strength once.For the Yan family in Qi Province, the appearance of the skin comes first, and the inside comes second.Even in Houtianlou, he has only practiced the string manipulation technique of manual speculation, and he doesn't know anything about Qiqiao and Jinjue.

He also thought about imitating Jin Wu Kung Fu, but unfortunately, after five or six years of peeking, he couldn't tell what Jin Wuchang's moves were.Luo Sha in black is a martial arts prodigy who can imitate the weapons of hundreds of schools of thought. He changes his swords, guns, axes and axes every day, and his kung fu is changed every time he reads a book. Can't imitate.

Therefore, when the leader of the Wumeng League said those words, it seemed that a thunderbolt exploded directly above his head.Yan Jiubian sat dumbfounded, with a lump in his throat.

But after Wu Wugong let out a low shout, his strike was as quick as lightning, and with one palm he set off an angry howl and a gust of wind came towards him!The tables and stools were instantly torn apart and shattered into dust, and the wood under their feet crumbled loudly. The maids grabbed the pillars quickly with their eyes and hands, so as not to let themselves be caught by the palm wind.

Hesitating for only a moment, Houtianlou assassins have always been in and out of life and death, Yan Jiubian also came back to his senses in an instant, lifted his body and held his breath, stretched out a palm, and faced the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Wu family's internal strength is extremely strong and tyrannical, and the wind of the palm hits head and face, as if the whole body is about to collapse.He knew that he was no match for Wu Wugong at all, so he turned his wrist suddenly before the two palms touched, and hit his chest fiercely with lightning speed.

In an instant, Yan Jiu turned and flew out in the air, slamming into the painted wall like a piece of rag.

The leader of the Martial League was a little stunned, he intended to test the strength of Jinwu's body, so the palm strength looked fierce, but in fact it was a good point, he restrained his strength, but he didn't want to be able to hit Yan Jiubian a few feet away.

Yan Jiubian stood up tremblingly, covering his mouth with his sleeve, coughing and panting.Just now he deliberately slapped himself, forcing himself to suffer some internal injuries, and the blood froth squeezed out of his throat stained his sleeves.

"Uncle Wu, I'm sorry... I... really can't take this palm."

Now he shrank and lowered his head, pretending to be weak and pitiful, he coughed and said: "Cough... To be honest, I have been tossed by Hou Tianlou in the past few years, and now my martial arts foundation is bad, and I am also infected with a strange poison , I am afraid I will die soon..."

Jinwu's internal strength is not at the same level as his.In order not to teach Wu Wugong to detect this fact when his two palms clashed, Yan Jiubian had no choice but to come up with this bad strategy.

Wu Wugong was startled and said: "Why didn't you tell me first! If so, how could Uncle be so careless and want to test you with palm power?" He stood up immediately and went to help him.

Yan Jiubian sat down on the rattan chair, with a pale face, pretending to be as weak and submissive as water.He was born with a very similar face and face to Jinwu, so Wu Wugong was very anxious, warmed some tea for him to eat, and asked for a sable coat to wrap around his body carefully.

Seeing that Yan Jiubian's face seemed to soften a little, Wu Wugong hurriedly asked. "Nephew, just now what did you mean by 'infected with a strange poison'?"

In his desperation, he actually changed things about Jinwu.Yan Jiubian's heart skipped a beat, and then a weak smile appeared on his face.

"Uncle doesn't know, there is a character named 'Zuo Sanniang' in the building at this time, who is the younger sister of the landlord Zuo Buzheng. This person loves to use poison. She tortured me at the beginning, and made a mistake. It's called 'one phase, one flavor' poison."

Yan Jiubian lowered his eyes slightly, and shrank his hands weakly into his cloak. "I have been poisoned by this poison for two years, and my internal organs have been eroded into blood plasma. I am in pain every day. I wish I could kill myself sooner."

These words made the leader of the Martial League have a dignified and painful expression, and he was even more embarrassed after finishing speaking.Wu Wugong sighed angrily: "How could this be so! Hou Tianlou deserves to be punished for her crimes, and that woman named Zuo Sanniang is really vicious and abominable! She actually taught you to suffer so much. If you are caught, don't take her heart, liver, spleen and lungs!" Take it together, it is really hard to hate it!"

In this way, even if Zuo Sanniang tried every means to escape, she might be able to get rid of it with the help of the Martial League.

Yan Jiubian was still complacent, when he suddenly heard Wu Wugong say sadly. "Nephew, although I'm only a three-legged cat, I also understand a little bit of medical theory. Why don't you teach me to watch your pulse first, and then ask some doctors to prescribe a few doses of medicinal soup to warm and nourish your body, how about that?"

Before he could react, Wu Wugong had already penetrated into the cloak, grabbed his wrist, put his three fingers on his pulse and listened carefully!

At that moment, Yan Jiubian's heart was suspended again.

How can a healthy person imitate a sick person?As expected, Wu Wugong frowned immediately when his fingers touched his wrist veins, his suspicion suddenly appeared. "Nephew, you..."

Before he finished speaking, a heart-piercing cough suddenly erupted from his side.Yan Jiubian made a decisive decision, and slammed another slap on his chest. This slap was as hard as his life, and the slap made stars shine in his eyes, as if his heart and lungs were displaced.

Yan Jiubian spat out a mouthful of blood, and even picked out the white spots on the square wood, making the blood look more red and glaring.Wu Wugong felt that his pulse was weak and turbulent, and he said in a heartache, "Oh, you are really hurt! After a while, it will be the Wumeng General Assembly, I will find someone to ask the Mu family, and I will prescribe some prescriptions for you. Grab the medicine."

"The Mu family, is that the Mu family in Wanyi Valley?" Yan Jiubian grinned in pain, but still took the opportunity to ask.

"Exactly." Wu Wugong nodded, "No matter they are male, female, old or young, they are all proficient in medical skills. There is a saying that the 'Returning Pill' of life and death, flesh and bones is made by them." He sighed again, " I also asked them if they have any prescriptions for healing, if there is no antidote, even if you spend thousands of dollars and spend hundreds of dollars to turn around, you still have to ask for the return pill."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Jiubian rolled down from the rattan chair, and sincerely bowed down to Wu Wugong:

"Uncle, I don't want to enjoy the life of an ordinary person, let alone prolong my life. I just want to serve you by your side during the period before I die, so... Jin Wu would not regret dying!"

He fell flat on the ground, then stood up tremblingly, with a trace of sickness, more like a weak willow in the wind.

Wu Wugong saw that his forehead was slightly red and swollen, his eyes were full of mist, and he couldn't bear to look at him any more, with tears in his eyes, he sighed. "How could I be willing to let you die? Your father and I have the best friendship. Nine years ago, I failed to save the Jin family, and I have already let me sleep in these catastrophes. If you die again, don't want Shuangxue Just bury my coffin and cover it."

Hearing this, Yan Jiu smiled secretly, and if he got the return pill, he would grind it into powder and throw it into the ditch, so that Jinwu would suffer the pain until he died.

"I often think that it would be great if my unscrupulous son was as intelligent and sensible as you." Wu Wugong walked to the side of the book case, opened up the paper envelopes one by one, and poured out the secret letters inside. A deep ravine was printed on one side of the room, said angrily. "He is arrogant and arrogant, and he loves to tear down houses with me to build houses...

The leader of the Martial League was furious, crumpled the secret letter into a ball, and smashed it into the envelope. "...It's better than the one that wasn't born in the first place!"

Yan Jiubian's back moved imperceptibly, and he slowly got up, but his eyes were full of withering shade.

"So, Jinwu. I really want to treat you like my own son." The man patted him on the shoulder, and there was a bit of tenderness in his resolute eyes. "You have suffered so much these years. Uncle Can you make it up?"

With a wave of Wu Wugong's palm, a female attendant flashed out from behind the pillar and handed over a blueprint.It is painted with beautiful gardens, Shushui Quxi, and emerald wood covered bridges. "I recently bought a house in Tianfu. If you don't mind it, you can live there to recuperate for a while. Otherwise, when the Martial League Conference starts, there will be too many people everywhere, so you won't be able to rest."

Yan Jiubian clasped his fists and nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Wu, but Jinwu doesn't like to rest under the eyes of the Wumeng."

If someone finds out that he is the Houtianlou Assassin, Wu Wugong might be furious and cut him into thin slices thinner than dumpling wrappers.

"Remove the people in the Tianfu mansion." Wu Wugong ordered the maid immediately, and then turned his head to look at Yan Jiubian lovingly. "Li Tian doesn't want to inherit the Great Heaven Sword, but I can grant you all the Great Heaven Sword Technique. Even if you don't want to be able to conquer hundreds of schools, it is possible to strengthen your body and strengthen your foundation."

If Yubai Sword is said to be the number one sword in the world, Jun Tian Sword is the number one sword in the world.Yan Jiubian's heart skipped a beat. He heard that the Juntian sword was passed down from a single branch of the martial arts family. Others sighed enviously, but he didn't expect that he could get the sword manual easily now.

"Nowadays the world seems to be clean and clear, but in fact, the dark tide is raging. I wanted to see your kung fu foundation and make a decision at the Martial League Conference. I don't want to play tricks on you, you are infected with a strange poison..."

Wu Wugong sighed and patted his head.Yan Jiubian still pretended to be weak, panting softly, almost leaning against the leader's arms like a bird, but he didn't want to hear him say in a deep voice:

"If you weren't so weak, I would have thought... to pass on the position of leader of the Martial League to you!"

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