"Little brother, my name is Qin Ke, what's your name? Who is this eldest brother to you?" Qin Ke drove the carriage slowly behind the young man's horse and looked curiously at the man on the horse. After a few glances, he asked.
The young man smiled and said: "My name is Han Bai. I rescued this man from the water in front of me. I don't know who he is. He suddenly came out of the water at that time, but I was scared to death!" As he spoke, Lian Bi painted a picture of the situation at that time.
Qin Ke couldn't help but laugh after hearing this: "Brother Han is very chivalrous, but I think this man's aura is getting weaker and weaker. If we don't save him, I'm afraid he won't be able to be saved!"
Han Bai was shocked when he heard this, and quickly checked the young man's breath. It was indeed as Qin Ke said, the breath was intermittent and could not be heard. When Han Bai saw this, he said anxiously: "Brother Qin, do you have any way to save him?"
Qin Ke shook his head and said: "I don't, but my master must have a way!"
Han Bai glanced at the carriage carriage behind Qin Ke, but saw that there was silence in the carriage. Presumably Qin Ke's master did not intend to help.
Qin Ke smiled mysteriously, patted the shaft of the car beside him, and said, "Brother Han, put the person up first!"
Han Bai jumped off the horse with a "Oh" sound, carried the young man on the horse over, and lay flat on the shaft of the carriage.
At this moment, a faint voice was heard in the carriage, saying: "You bastard, please cause trouble for me!"
Qin Ke smiled nonchalantly and said, "Master Lin, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!"
Lin Sumo opened the car curtain, glanced at Feng Xinglie, and said, "No need to save him, he won't die!"
Han Bai heard the sound and asked anxiously: "But why does he look like he is about to die?"
Lin Sumo said: "This man's cultivation is not weak. Although he was seriously injured, he was saved by others. There is an extremely pure Qi in his body to keep him alive. Not long ago, he was injured by an external force, and he was also injured by others. A stream of true energy was planted, and the two streams of true energy entangled and fought in his body, which made him unconscious and his breathing intermittent!"
Han Bai said: "Then how to save him?"
Lin Sumo said: "As long as his external injuries are healed, this person will wake up when these two strands of true energy are dormant in his body!"
After hearing this, Han Bo no longer worried, so he climbed on the horse and continued to lead the way. However, after walking for nearly half an hour, Han Bo found out awkwardly that he seemed to be lost.
Qin Ke looked at Han Bai resentfully, only to see Han Bai feel ashamed, and said quickly: "I vaguely remember this road, there should be nothing wrong with it, how about we walk a little further and see?"
Qin Ke said helplessly: "This is the only way!"
After walking for about two or three miles, Han Bai suddenly saw lights flashing in the forest in the distance. He quickly called Qin Ke to go to the light. When he got closer, he found that it was a mountain temple, and a fire was burning in the hall of the temple. Build a bonfire, and the fire you just saw is from the bonfire.
The carriage stopped in front of the mountain temple, and Lin Sumo got off. Behind him, Qin Ke and Han Bai, one on the left and the other on the right, walked into the mountain temple with Feng Xinglie.
"excuse me!"
Lin Sumo walked to the fire and saw two people sitting beside the fire. One was an old monk with kind eyebrows and white beard and hair; the other was a big man with an ugly face and a powerful figure.
When the old monk heard this, he opened his eyes, glanced at Feng Xinglie behind Lin Sumo, and said, "We are all guests, and the donor can do whatever he wants!"
"Thank you!"
Lin Sumo smiled and found a clean place to sit down next to the fire. Qin Ke and Han Bai quickly found a shelter from the wind and laid down the unconscious Feng Xinglie on his back.
"Amitabha, is this benefactor injured? The poor monk knows a little about the art of Qihuang. I wonder if I can let the poor monk diagnose and treat him?" The old monk pondered for a moment and then said Heshi.
Han Bo was overjoyed and said quickly: "Thank you, Master!"
The old monk took out a box of silver needles from his arms. He didn't see any movement of his hands. Han Bai saw that Feng Xinglie had inserted several long needles into his chest. He couldn't help but marveled. Then he saw the old monk flicking the long needles with his fingers. , the speed was extremely fast, and it had been played seven, seven and forty-nine times in the blink of an eye.
The silver needle was stimulated by the old monk's true energy, and buzzed. After a while, the sound gradually became inaudible. However, at this moment, Feng Xinglie, who was lying on the ground, suddenly showed a painful expression, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood, dripping with blood. Han Bai's head is full.
Han Bo didn't care about this and quickly helped Feng Xinglie up and asked the old monk: "Master, what's wrong with him? Could it be that he was injured by the doctor?"
Han Baikou's quick words made the old monk feel ashamed. He hurriedly checked Feng Xinglie's pulse, and felt that the true energy in his body was disordered, and he seemed to be injured more deeply.
At this moment, the figure of the majestic man beside the fire flashed, and he appeared on the other side of Feng Xinglie like a ghost. He lifted Feng Xinglie's hand and explored it for a moment, then sighed: "This person is supposed to die, but there is something inside him." A stream of pure vitality extended his life and brought him back to life, and then another stream of vitality entered, seemingly competing with this stream of vitality for control of the body. Originally, the two streams of energy had already reached a balance. But the master made a mistake with good intentions and injected his own energy into his body, destroying this balance! How strange, how strange——"
"It's the 'Tao Heart Seed Demon'!"
Lin Sumo sat by the fire, fiddling with the burning wood to make the flames burn brighter.
The big man suddenly realized what he said and said: "That's it! Recently, there have been rumors in the world that Pang Ban is practicing a kind of unparalleled magic skill, using a Bai Daojunyan as his cauldron. This must be Feng Xinglie!"
Lin Sumo was not surprised that this big man could guess Feng Xinglie's identity. After all, he was Lang Fanyun, the world-famous "Yu-Covering Sword" and the number one master of the "Black List" in the southern martial arts world. He still had this knowledge.
As for the old monk Guangdu, he recognized Feng Xinglie's identity at first sight, but he didn't know the identities of Lin Sumo and others, so he didn't dare to recognize each other rashly, so he had to get close to Feng Xinglie while he was healing.
Seeing that the big man bluntly revealed Feng Xinglie's identity at this moment, Guangdu no longer hesitated and protected Feng Xinglie behind him, saying: "Poor monk Guangdu, this son has a close relationship with our 'Jing Nian Temple'. I wonder if I can transfer him to Give it to a poor monk?"
Lang Fanyun was noncommittal. Although he was very interested in the 'Dao Heart Seed Demon', for him, apart from wine and swords, there was nothing else that he cared about.
Lin Sumo didn't seem to hear anything. He just stared at the piece of barbecue being roasted on the fire and said, "It's almost burnt. It won't taste good if it's burnt!"
When Lang Fanyun heard this, he flashed back to the fire, as if the barbecue was the most important thing in the world.
The neatly cut strips of meat were roasting sizzlingly over the fire, with small oil bubbles emitting, exuding an alluring aroma of meat that spread throughout the room, making people unable to help but move their index fingers and sit down. Qin Ke, who was beside the fire, had his Adam's apple moving up and down from time to time, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
At this moment, the temple door fell apart with a bang, and a strong wind blew in, sweeping up sand and dust all over the ground and covering the fire.
"BBQ!"
Qin Ke exclaimed, but the barbecue that was attractive in color before was already covered with dust. Qin Ke was furious and turned around suddenly, only to see two tall and thin figures, one black and one white, walking in from the door.
The two people walked into the hall, looked around at several people, and finally stopped at Monk Guangdu. At this time, Monk Guangdu was already blocking Feng Xinglie's body, with his white eyebrows lowered and his hands clasped together.
The tall, thin man in black shouted coldly: "Old monk, why are you wading in this muddy water?"
However, before Monk Guangdu could speak, a tall figure suddenly stood in front of the two of them and shouted: "Did you break the temple door and soil the barbecue?"
The weird man in black frowned when he saw this, raised his hand to brush it away, and shouted: "Where did you come from, this stupid kid is looking for death!"
This palm seemed casual, but in fact it was extremely vicious. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely die immediately. When Guangdu saw this, he shouted, "Be careful!"
The weird man in black sneered, and suddenly felt numbness all over his body, and then the strength in his body was released, and half of his body was weak. But at this moment, the palm of the weird man in black was tightly grasped by an arm.
"You have to pay for my barbecue!"
Qin Ke stared at the weird man in black and spoke word by word.
Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the weird man in black. He took a strong breath and retreated sharply. However, he found that the hand that grabbed his palm was so powerful that he could not break free for a while.
At this time, the weird man in white seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He flew towards Qin Ke, pushed with both hands, and struck with all his strength.
However, before the power of the palm was revealed, the strange man in white suddenly felt a burst of chaos in his body, and then he stumbled and fell to the ground.
"I'll pay for the barbecue!"
Qin Ke said coldly.
"Okay, okay, I'll apologize..."
If it was just him who was in trouble, it might just be a coincidence, but when he saw his companion falling down for no reason, the weird man in black didn't know that he had met an expert, so he hurriedly said with a smile.
"You go, he stays!"
Qin Ke pointed to the man in white underground and said.
"well!"
The weird man in black responded quickly, and after saying that, he turned around and left as if running away. A moment later, he grabbed a goat from somewhere and put it back next to the fire.
Upon seeing this, Qin Ke happily went to deal with the goat. The man in black quickly picked up his companion and left quickly, not daring to stay for even a moment.
"Your Excellency, you have done such a good job, you actually managed to trick Pang Ban's black and white servants like this. I'm afraid even Pang Ban couldn't do it!" Lang Fanyun stared at Lin Sumo across the fire and said with a smile.
Lin Sumo laughed when he heard this and said, "Lin is flattered to be so praised by the famous Lang Daxia all over the world!"
Lang Fanyun didn't seem surprised that Lin Sumo could guess his identity. Instead, he was shocked that he didn't know the identity of the other party. He pondered for a moment and said, "I heard that two masters have recently appeared in Jiangbei Wulin. A level master, could you be Lin Sumo?"
Lin Sumo smiled and said: "It's just a humble name, but I'm so lucky to be able to get into the ears of the Lang hero!"
Lang Fanyun laughed "haha" and stared at Lin Sumo with even more eager eyes. Witnessing Lin Sumo's unpredictable methods, Lang Fanyun seemed to have aroused a strong fighting spirit in his heart.
“Let’s start the barbecue!”
Suddenly, a black shadow fell on the fire, but Qin Ke had already taken care of the goat and put it on the fire to roast.
