There is still half a corner of the sunset in the west, and the evening breeze makes people feel happy. On the streets of Shetuocheng, there are crowds of people, inns and taverns, and alleys, all over the streets. What happened last night is still spoken by people until now, and they never get tired of talking. After all, these people have witnessed everything yesterday with their own eyes./p>

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Compared with other places in Shetuocheng, Bo Mansion, the atmosphere at this moment is particularly dull./p>

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There was no pedestrian around the huge Bo Mansion, and people were afraid of provoking the angry Bo Qing family./p>

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At this time, in the inner courtyard of Bo Mansion, the atmosphere was so cold that the air was frozen, and the servants were walking on thin ice. They were frightened by Qing Shi'ang's anger and scolding, for fear that Qing Shi'ang would find trouble. It would be light to get a few beats and deduct some wages, but they were afraid that the eldest young master of the Qing family would take action directly. Although he was at the peak of the fourth level, even if he only used one hand, it would be enough for these servants to break their bones and tendons. In severe cases, they might not see the sun the next day./p>

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"Get out! Get out of here!"/p>

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"Waste! Waste!"/p>

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"I want Zhao Zilong's life!"/p>

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Elder Zhuo Kong and Bo Yisheng were unable to see Qing Shi'ang, who was so unstable. They had done their best to find the best alchemist they could find, but no matter how high the elixir was, they could not repair the trauma suffered by Qing Shi'ang's right arm. It was the first time they felt the powerlessness of the elixir./p>

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In this era when alchemists are prevalent and doctors are weak, there are many ordinary doctors who treat ordinary diseases, but it is very difficult to find a professional doctor who can cure meridians and target cultivators. Originally, there were Wanhuayuan in Shetuocheng, and Honglin was also a famous young man in Hongyezhai, but Honglin entered Chengfu yesterday. They couldn't contact him even if they wanted to contact him. If they went to find a capable doctor, they would not be able to find him for a while./p>

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Now Qing Shi'ang's right arm is getting worse and it is difficult to even raise his hand. The remaining thunder and fire in the meridians make him in pain. The burning pain of the fire of the flames and the rampant power of thunder make Qing Shi'ang always have the urge to kill./p>

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Even though Qing Zhuokong and Bo Yisheng are both sixth-level saints, they are helpless. How fragile the meridians of human beings are, they may not be able to stop Qing Shi'an's arm from being completely scrapped./p>

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The two of them were in a hurry. Qing Zhuokong had already sent the news about She Tuocheng back to Yunwang Mountain last night, and sent several people to work together to seek doctors for all the relationships of Qing clan. However, after one day, all the doctors who came to She Tuocheng were desperate when they saw the residual thunder and fire power in Qing Shiang's meridians, and they were all the same sentence./p>

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"Yanyang's tarsal bones, thunder rushes across, Young Master Qing's arm is beyond help!"/p>

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The two of them looked at the doctors who returned without success and were so cruel that they were itchy about Zhao Zilong. Although they felt that Zhao Zilong's condition was not much better than Qing Shi'ang. They were all evident to all the injuries Zilong suffered yesterday, but they were full of anger at the fact that Zilong was likely to still live in the world and could not find a place to ejaculate./p>

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At this moment, a servant from the Bo family stumbled and ran over./p>

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"Random! There is no rule!" Bo Yisheng was very dissatisfied with the servant's panic performance./p>

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"City, Lord City! Then Zhao Zilong is here!"/p>

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"Who?" asked together./p>

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"It's the Zhao Zilong yesterday."/p>

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"Who followed him?" Bo Yisheng asked./p>

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"He's the only one."/p>

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"No one is carrying it?" Bo Yisheng was surprised to the servant's answer./p>

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"No, he is waiting in front of the gate of Bo Mansion." The servant told the truth./p>

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"Impossible! You're talking nonsense! That kid was injured so seriously yesterday. It would be better if he could live. How could he stand up at this moment?" Qing Zhuokong expressed disbelief, grabbed the servant's clothes and lifted it up./p>

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"Elder Qing, I really didn't lie. At this moment, Zhao Zilong is at the door. You follow me and you will know the truth and falsehood at first sight!" The servant panicked and tried hard to defend himself./p>

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"Elder Zhuo Kong, let's go to the door together to see. My servants in Bo's mansion will not be groundless." Seeing Qing Zhuo Kong teach his servant a lesson in front of him so mercilessly, Bo Yisheng was a little embarrassed./p>

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"Hmph!" Qing Zhuokong put down the unlucky servant and snorted coldly. He didn't believe it. Zhao Zilong really had the strength to stand in front of him unless he was a ghost./p>

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Immediately, the two flew towards the gate of Bo's mansion. They both wanted to see if Zhao Zilong could really stand at the gate of Bo's mansion, but even Bo Yisheng was unsure at this moment. Although the servants said that, Zhao Zilong's injury yesterday was real. Qing Shi'ang's punches all hit, and the power of the king was enough to shake the earth and shake the mountain. Even the iron-killed body should be full of holes at this moment./p>

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But when the two of them arrived at the door, they saw Zhao Zilong who was smiling and greeting them, and Bo Yisheng and Qing Zhuokong's eyes fell to the ground./p>

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"This is impossible!" Qing Zhuokong said that he had never seen such a bizarre strange thing in his life./p>

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"My nephew, are you okay?" Bo Yisheng asked carefully./p>

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"Thank you for your concern, the city lord has a few bruises on your body, but it's fine."/p>

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Zilong replied very respectfully, as if he was polite to a stranger./p>

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The moment when Zilong called the city lord, Bo Yisheng already understood that their relationship with the Zhao family could not be compensated./p>

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Zilong's words made Qing Zhuokong grit his teeth. Shi Ang's right arm was still not sure whether he could save him. This kid could already stand in front of him and speak. I couldn't bear it!/p>

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"Boy! If you have a way in heaven, you won't go, if you have no way in hell, you will break in. Today you will be able to escape!"/p>

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As he said that, Qing Zhuokong began to approach Zilong. Although he could not see any shadow of yesterday from Zilong's face, the little ghost who seemed harmless in front of him must not be kept./p>

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Qing Zhuokong will never forget Zilong's appearance yesterday. When Zilong was covered in blood and said with a ferocious face that he was about to chop Yunwangshan, Qing Zhuokong even lost his mind for a moment, as if the young man in front of him really had that ability. The arrogance and hostility that emanated from his bones made him feel a little timid when he remembered it./p>

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Seeing Qing Zhuokong approaching him like a great enemy, Zilong smiled bitterly. Is he a cultivator in the early stage of the fourth level so scary? This time he was really alone./p>

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"Hey, old man, don't you want to save that Qing Shiang?"/p>

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Zilong's words made Qing Zhuokong stop./p>

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"If the thunder and fire power in Qing Shi'ang's right arm can no longer be dissolved safely before tonight, even if the Daluo God comes, he will not be able to save him!" Zilong said bluntly./p>

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"Hmph, didn't you say yesterday that Shi Ang's right arm is beyond help? Why do you have any other way?" Qing Zhuokong hummed coldly with a gloomy face./p>

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To be continued...