The knife wound medicine that Yigao Wenshan just gave Wu Yonglin has an appropriate name - "Die and live and disperse". He originally had a softer Jinchuang medicine in his hand. Thinking about the arrogant arrogance that pointed at his nose and mocked him, he happened to use this hard medicine to take advantage of his illness and take half of his life.

Duan Suzhen looked at Wu Yonglin lying on the ground with pain and her face turned pale, sweating like rain, and her whole body shook like a sieve, and she couldn't help but pull out her waist, pointing at Gao Wenshan and shouting, "You are so despicable."

"Suzhen, don't do anything randomly. Yonglin's body is not seriously injured. He just has to suffer some flesh and blood. This thing is specially developed by Gao, "Die Li San" and has a miraculous effect on the wound. Look at the wound he just cracked, it has not bleeding." Du Qingyuan had seen this thing in the prime minister's mansion before. After sniffing it with his nose, he was even more sure that it was this medicine. "Die Li San" has a strange smell. Once it is inhaled into his nose, it will be unforgettable for life.

Wu Yonglin was still in fear when he was helped up by Du Qingyuan. His teeth kept giggling, making Du Qingyuan unable to help but feel a little sore. Seeing that Wu Yonglin was already soaked in sweat and was not dry, it was obvious how domineering that thing was.

"You take them away, I'll pester him here." When Wu Yonglin turned his face to Du Qingyuan's ear, he said this as thin as a mosquito, which made Du Qingyuan's body tremble.

"You will die like this, why don't I compete with him in a sword instead of you?" Du Qingyuan replied in a subtle voice.

"Your Dong Fa hasn't been found yet. There is no need for you to turn against me and Gao's people now. If you compete with him, with your current strength, you probably won't be sure of winning. Once you lose, we can't escape. If I compete with him, I think you will definitely be able to take them out of here safely, and I may not die."

Wu Yonglin didn't give Du Qingyuan the opportunity to continue refuting, and supported himself to stand up from the ground and patted the table and shouted at Yun Ziyan beside him: "Give me a table of the best food and food. I can't eat enough, so how can I have the strength to compete with you, such a 'beast rising'. With a meal of silence, you won't be so stingy, right?"

Gao Wenshan really convinced this boy. No wonder his brother fell into this man's hands. Apart from a stinky mouth, he was still a bit chivalrous. Anyway, these four injured ducks couldn't fly, and they were about to ask how his brother was defeated by him, so he quickly asked A Chang and a few of his own people to prepare for food.

Soon, a table of good wine and food was placed in front of everyone. Wu Yonglin was not polite to him. He took a bowl with Du Qingyuan, opened a jar of good wine, and drank it there. Compared with Du Wenjun and Duan Suzhen's heartfelt thoughts, Wu Yonglin and Du Qingyuan's joy made them look like this was a complete illusion.

At this time, a strange aura filled the air, with Wu Yonglin and Du Qingyuan laughing and laughing there; Yun Ziyan stared at her enemy Wu Yonglin with her red eyes splitting, hoping to get rid of him; Du Wenjun and Duan Suzhen remained silent; Gao Wenshan leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes to rest, as if he wanted to recall in his mind when the Wu family's "Eighteen-way" sword technique appeared in the world, so that when he was duel with Wu Yonglin, he could come up with a way to solve the problem. The knife that Wu Yonglin just slashed on his guard seemed ordinary, but there was no trace. Could it be that this person really has some ability?

The master was killed by random punches. The black-armored guard actually burned his eyes by boiling tea. At that time, the fog in front of him was vast, and the sword deviated from the direction. Wu Yonglin's sword had a more lucky component in it, which made Gao Wenshan puzzled. How could he know that the good-skilled guard just now lost to the injured eyes?

"Let me in, let me in, there are many Tubo people outside killing people everywhere." A crisp and pleasant voice appeared at the door, followed by a strange sound of roaring clothes. After a sound of tearing clothes, the woman's voice came again: "You beasts, let go of me, let go of me."

A Chang was just watching at the window, but when half of the sleeve on the woman's right hand was torn off, revealing a familiar birthmark that made him almost suffocated, he snatched the iron knife from Wu Yonglin's hand like a wind and turned around and pounced on it, leaving behind words that confused everyone: "Borrow the knife and I'll kill a few pigs."

The anger of the closest relative being insulted in front of him burst out all the power in his body. The knife A Chang swung over directly cut off the head of one of the Tubo people who were about to continue to abuse the woman. The other Tubo people rolled to the side, lifted up the bloody ghost-headed sword thrown in the corner, and rushed towards A Chang fiercely like a monster with red eyes.

A Chang's body was half shorter than the other party. After just easily killing the Tubo man, he was confident. Facing another Tubo man rushing over, he calmed down and took a deep breath. Facing the Tubo man who rushed over, he did not retreat but advanced instead. His feet grew rooted and his waist and legs were exerted. He gathered all his strength and stepped forward and stabbed forward. A Chang's sword was a completely desperate way to fight. Just as the opponent's ghost-headed sword slashed on his shoulder, with a "puff" sound, the iron knife pierced through the right iron knife.

Fang's lower abdomen, A Chang endured the huge pain from his shoulder and stirred hard on the hilt of the iron knife. The blade was pulled horizontally, and with a "slam" sound, the entire big and small intestines in the Tubo people fell out like a pan of oil, leaving a full floor in front of the black armored guards. For a moment, the whole yard was filled with the smell of smell of smell mixed with blood. A Chang then used the harsh iron knife to draw a beautiful arc in the air. He was still frightened and unbelievable, and the roaring Tubo people died of a heart-warming heart.

The gold ripped in tears like a ball of fire into A Chang's arms. A Chang raised the blood-stained palm floating above the gold back, and refused to pat it to comfort the gold in his arms that had been scared to death. He was afraid that if this palm was taken, the happiness that had been waiting for over the years would be beaten away. He wanted to make everyone feel that the time for the reunion like a dream could wind a little more, longer, and fill a little more.

A stream of water vapor gradually blinded A Chang's eyes, and two trickles gradually slid down the corners of his eyes. Looking at the stars in the sky, A Chang wanted to yell happily, "Mom, love flowers, our granddaughter has been found, our daughter has been found."

The two of them hugged each other in the almost stagnant atmosphere around them, enjoying the moment of reunion that belongs only to them under the gaze of more than twenty pairs of inexplicable eyes.
Chapter completed!