Inside the account.
Li Ziye looked at Fa Ru in front of him as if he were a fool. Is this old man crazy?
Your meeting is none of my business!
Bai Wangyu, Wen Xiuru, and Zhu Zhu also stared at the Master of Law and Confucianism who suddenly broke in before them. Although they did not speak, their expressions could explain a lot.
The expressions on the three people's faces were, Master, you are so real!
People here have just woken up and can't get out of bed yet, so you come here to attract a young man. It's too real.
The eyes of the four Faru people reacted, and they smiled awkwardly and said, "Those old guys are really difficult to deal with. Li Qingshan is not here, and Chen Qiaoer's temper is too hot. He is not suitable for attending such an occasion. After much thinking, the boy from the Li family is the most suitable one." , I think I can handle it.”
Li Ziye heard what Faru said and immediately understood what was going on.
I dare say that this old man suffered a loss in a quarrel with someone, so I asked him to help find the place.
Who do you think he is? Shrew, bah, shrew?
Don’t go!
Absolutely not going!
"Master, my injury is not healed yet. I can't move. I'm really powerless." Li Ziye said with an expression on his face: "I am very weak and I need to rest."
"I prepared a wheelchair for you. It was done two days ago."
After saying that, Fa Ru turned around and looked outside, shouting, "Push over the wheelchair you made for Li Jiaoxi!"
"yes!"
Outside, a disciple responded and quickly pushed a wooden wheelchair into the tent.
It is obvious that this wheelchair has just been made, and it has not even been painted. It is natural, pollution-free, simple and practical!
"Fuck, is this okay?"
Li Ziye felt a little stupid when he saw this.
Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru didn't know this either. They glanced at each other subconsciously and were both stunned.
Can it still be like this?
Sure enough, ginger is still spicy!
The Master is worthy of being the Master, he does things flawlessly, I admire him, I admire him.
"Hurry up, if you're late, those old guys will have another excuse to cause trouble." Faru urged.
"Senior Faru."
In front of the bed, Zhu Zhu finally regained consciousness and said with a wry smile, "My husband has just woken up. Isn't it appropriate for his mood to fluctuate too much? Can't he be replaced by someone else?"
She was really afraid that her husband's words would make those old guys so angry that they couldn't help but do something.
Although husbands quarrel very much, fighting is really not that good, especially in the current situation, where you can't even run away.
"Of course others can't. Don't worry, little girl. This kid will only make other people's moods fluctuate when he goes there, but he will definitely not. Moreover, with me watching personally, nothing will happen." Faru packed the bags with confidence. Ticket Road.
"All right."
Hearing this, Zhu Zhu looked helpless and had no reason to stop him anymore.
"Ouch, I have a headache and need to rest."
Li Ziye was not willing to give in easily. He stretched out his hand to support his head, pretending to be about to collapse. Anyway, he wouldn't go.
Absolutely not going!
"Husband, are you okay?"
Seeing this, Zhu Zhu asked very concernedly.
"Something's wrong."
Li Ziye looked like I was seriously injured and said, "I think I need to rest for ten days and a half before I can get out of bed."
"Then husband, lie down for a while."
Zhu Zhu chuckled lightly and said with a gentle expression without exposing her husband's acting.
My husband did the right thing. He was injured so badly and he was not allowed to rest. It was so bullying.
"Well, Zhu Zhu cares about me the most."
Li Ziye lay down, glanced at an old man in the tent, and groaned innocently, "Oh, my head hurts so much. What can I do? Am I going to die?"
Faru stood there, gnashing his teeth as he looked at the kid in front of him, wanting to step forward and slap this guy to death.
When he came in just now, this kid was still talking and laughing, and he was full of energy!
How old is this, and he is about to die?
On the side, Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru were all watching, pretending they didn't see anything.
You can't get involved in this matter, and you can't afford to offend anyone.
"Boy, are you going or not?"
Faru gritted his teeth and said.
“I want to go, but I’m full of ambition but not strong enough!”
Li Ziye said with an innocent look.
Fa Ru narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Boy, do you still remember that the Confucian leader said that a Medicine King will appear in Mobei?"
"King of Medicine?"
Li Ziye looked stunned, then immediately became energetic, nodded vigorously and said, "Remember."
The corner of Faru's mouth curled up and he said, "Do you think, with your strength, even if you find the King of Medicine, you can snatch it away?"
Li Ziye hesitated for a moment and said awkwardly, "It seems not possible."
Once a treasure of the Medicine King's level appears, there will be many people fighting for it. With his little strength, he is basically cannon fodder.
"How about this? Today, if you and I go to meet those old guys, in the future, when the Medicine King appears, I will help you grab them." Faru said with a smile.
When Li Ziye heard this, he immediately sat up and said righteously, "It doesn't matter whether he is the King of Medicine or not. The key is that I want to help you, Faru, vent this bad breath."
Bai Wangyu, "..."
Wen Xiuru, "..."
reality!
"Wangyu, you are responsible for pushing the boy from the Li family and come with me." After finally getting rid of this boy, Faru looked at the disciples on the side and said immediately.
"Yes, Master Zhang." Bai Wangyu responded respectfully.
"Those who are capable work hard." Li Ziye said with emotion.
He is simply a universal brick, he can be moved wherever needed. When he comes to Mobei, he is not only responsible for fights, but also for quarrels.
Why did he feel that he had been deceived? The old man Faru still owed him a Medicine King.
On the side, Wen Xiuru and Bai Wangyu stepped forward to help Li Ziye out of bed and into a wheelchair.
Zhu Zhu took a piece of brocade fur and covered it tightly on the legs of the young man in front of her. She asked softly, "Husband, where is the paper bird I gave you?"
"it's here."
Li Ziye took it out from his arms and said, "Keep it with you all the time."
"Ah That's good."
Zhu Zhu said with a gentle expression, "My husband's injury has not healed yet and his body is weak. However, with this Zhu Bird here, my husband will not be affected by the cold evil."
"Can this thing also drive away cold evil?"
Hearing this, Li Ziye looked at the paper bird in his hand with some surprise, "Baby!"
"This red bird has many functions. It's up to you, your husband, to discover it slowly."
Zhu Zhu chuckled and said, "In short, you must carry it with you and carry it with you when eating and sleeping."
"Okay, got it."
Li Ziye responded obediently and carefully put the paper bird back into his arms. This was a treasure and couldn't be lost.
"Let's go."
In the tent, Faru was a little anxious because he had been waiting for a long time and urged.
"Um."
Li Ziye nodded and looked at Little Red Riding Hood.
Bai Wangyu understood it and pushed the wheelchair towards the outside.
In the Confucian camp, Faru straightened his back and walked in front. For the first time in several days, he felt so confident.
Behind him, Bai Wangyu pushed his wheelchair to follow.
The young man in the wheelchair looked a little pale, and his injuries were obviously not healed yet, but he always had a signature smile on his face.
"Professor Li recovered so quickly?"
In the camp, many disciples were surprised when they saw this scene.
"Recovery, don't you see that Teacher Li's face is still so pale?"
A sharp-eyed disciple saw the pale face of the young man in the wheelchair and replied.
"Really, Professor Li got out of bed before his injury healed. The master is so unkind."
A disciple with an upright mind fought against injustice.
"Hiss... please keep your voice down, I want to die!"
Next to him, several disciples quickly reached out to cover the former's mouth and said, "Didn't you see that Master Zhang has been running to Jiaoxi Li every day in the past few days? He is obviously asking for help from Jiaoxi Li."
While many disciples were whispering, the three of them, Fa and Ru, stepped towards the outside of the Confucian sect camp. Their momentum was strong and their steps were firm, changing the situation where they had no confidence in the past.
At this moment, Bai Wangyu seemed to be pushing no longer a boy, but a moving "nuclear" bomb.
Wherever he passed, thousands of mountains and birds flew away, and thousands of people disappeared.
In the middle of the four camps, in front of a heavily guarded felt tent, leaders from all sides arrived one after another and immediately looked for Fa Ru.
Over the past few days, the leaders of all parties have formed a tacit understanding. Whenever there is a meeting, they will collectively attack Confucianism and insist on an explanation from Confucianism.
After all, the casualties suffered by all forces in the previous battle were too great, and someone must be found to take responsibility.
Since they could not attribute the responsibility to the Shang court, which was the most suspected, the Confucian sect was the only scapegoat.
"he came."
At this time, Liu Rongnu saw Faru approaching from a distance and said.
"Um?"
On the side, Lord Helan noticed the two people behind Faru, a flash of surprise flashed across his face, and said, "It seems they have brought someone here."
"It's useless to bring anyone here. His Confucian sect will eventually bear all the responsibility for this matter!" Liu Rongnu said coldly.
"That's not necessarily the case."
From behind, Tantai Jingyue, dressed in light blue brocade fur, walked up and said, "After all, no one among us has any evidence to prove that the traitor in the human race is from the Confucian sect."
"Tantai Heavenly Girl, what do you mean by this? I heard that when Li Jiaoxi of the Confucian sect was seriously injured and dying, you personally rescued him. You have such a connection with the Confucian sect. Could it be that you want to protect the Confucian sect?" Jun said calmly.
"Master Helan, please save these words for later."
Tantai Jingyue responded indifferently, without paying much attention, turned around and walked into the tent.
The hour is approaching, and the meeting of the leaders of all parties is about to begin. The four princes from Buddhism, Tianyu Palace, and the Eight Tribes of Mobei are all here.
Of course, not only the leaders of the parties, but also outstanding leaders of the younger generation like Yan Xiaoyu and Qijie of Buddhism will also come to see the world.
It was talking about a meeting, but it was actually a verbal battle between all parties to attack the Confucian sect.
In the previous few games, the Confucian sect was completely defeated.
But today is different.
The cold wind blew, and the wheelchair creaked in the wilderness. Faru was in front and Bai Wangyu was behind, like a protector, protecting the young man in the middle.
At this moment, even a great practitioner of the Five Realms and a peerless talent of the younger generation could not cover up the young man's grace.
On the creaking wheelchair, the figure of a young man, with a face like a crown jewel, handsome eyebrows, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, even though he was about to face the leaders of various forces, and a fierce verbal battle was ahead. His expression remained calm.
A master's style!
