martial law

Chapter 191 If I don't kill you, I won't feel at ease

Yang Lin hurried on his horse and hurried on, and when he arrived in Zhongdu City, it was just getting dark.

It is worthy of being called the most prosperous place in the country. At the end of the You hour, the lights have not been extinguished.

The city is bustling with crowds everywhere.

Those who sing to wine, those who are drunk and dreamy, are full of flowers and willows.

Walking all the way along the river bank, soon, a skinny boy about 15 years old greeted him, bowed down on the spot, and said that he saw the son.

Then, without any nonsense, he directly got to the point, and hurriedly said: "Wang Daochang lives in a secluded shop in the corner of the west city, the villain saw Guo Shaoxia go out with a gloomy face earlier, and never came back.

"Are you sure that no one from Prince Zhao's Mansion has been found?"

"Probably not... The three of us took turns to follow and monitor at all times, and found nothing unusual.

After Wang Daochang was injured, we immediately rushed to report to the young master.

At Prince Zhao's Mansion, they must have thought that Daoist Wang had suffered from a poisonous attack, so it was nothing to worry about, so they just sent a large number of people to buy some medicinal materials in major pharmacies, and ignored it. "

This is a bottom line.

There was a trace of coldness in Yang Lin's eyes.

Knowing what kind of poison the other party is suffering from and what kind of medicine treatment is needed, relying on strong human and financial resources, take away all these medicinal materials.

In this way, the poisoned person will either obediently wait for death, or beg to come to accept the humiliation, and in the end they will inevitably die.

This strategy is too vicious.

"Who presided over the drug collection operation?"

"It should be the little prince Wanyankang, he has great power in Zhao Wangfu, and he can be number one in everyone's hands.

The villain hid aside and listened carefully. When those in charge talked about buying medicine with the pharmacy staff, they claimed that they were ordered by the little prince. "

"Master Qiu has taken in a good disciple."

Yang Lin snorted coldly and suddenly laughed.

He turned around and patted the boy on the shoulder, and said in a harmonious voice: "I remember your name is Yueguan, don't you call yourself a villain in the future, just call yourself a younger brother.

I'm not an official, I don't have such a big air...

You are able to do things well, this matter is a great achievement, and you will take the token when you turn around, please congratulate the village master and the others to teach you the advanced martial arts of Shaquan Do, you must practice hard day and night, and it will be reused in the future. "

After Yang Lin finished speaking, he took out a small triangular jade pendant from his body and handed it over.

"Thank you son, my little brother is willing to die in return."

The skinny young man was obviously sensible, kowtowed three times on the ground, and quietly retreated into the darkness.

There were two boys beside him, and they also left.

He didn't come forward to say hello.

In fact, these boys were born as orphans in Taihu Lake. They started to make a living by licking blood with knives since they were young, and they worshiped Lu Guanying the most.

Especially when Yang Lin settled in this body, he was even more heroic, fighting gold soldiers, killing masters, and forcing Zhao Wang to leave.

It's like one man fighting against one country.

Which of these boys is not screaming with excitement and admiration.

It is said that from the day Sha Tongtian was beheaded, the surroundings of Taihu Lake and the land of two consecutive provinces have been passed down from ten to hundreds, and the name of Lu Guanying has been passed on to thousands of people.

In one day, thousands of young adults joined the major water villages in Taihu Lake.

In particular, when He Pengli and Li Sanzhai were the leaders of the three major villages, they regarded Shaquan Dao as the foundation of martial arts, and passed on the best skills.

That piece of water was already gaining momentum at this time.

It was only three months, and according to the letter from Village Master He, the forces under his command had increased by more than ten times.

The permanent elite has reached as many as 3000 people.

Therefore, in this year, although the Song Dynasty is weak, the people are not without blood, nor are they without elite personnel, but without heroes.

Anyone who dares to fight against the golden soldiers, raises the banner.

It was an overwhelming response, and a crowd of heroes gathered.

It is true that over the years, starting from Jingkang shame, Song people have been suffering for a long time.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

In the past, there was no resistance force with enough momentum, it was because of the lack of a capable leader.

Right now, Yang Lin's reputation is limited to Taihu Lake. In the future, his martial arts and ambition will spread throughout the world.

At that time, when there is an order, it is natural that all the people will obey, and the world will change.

……

Yueguan inquired very carefully.

Indeed, the situation of Yuyangzi Zhenren Wang Chuyi is already very bad.

When Yang Lin saw him, he saw this hearty Taoist priest who had always been cheerful, but now he was in a broken shape with bruises under his eyes.

Counting it, Yang Lin almost didn't recognize him within half a month since the two separated.

"Master."

Yang Lin was shocked, and accidentally stepped on the bluestone floor of the store with a click.

His heart was full of murderous aura, even though he wanted to go directly to Zhao Wang's mansion, he was worried that Wang Chu would not be able to survive.

Of course, you have to ask about the situation carefully.

If there is a grievance and a debtor, it is always necessary to find the right enemy.

In his memory, he only knew that Wang Chuyi seemed to be poisoned and was plotted against by others, but the specific situation was somewhat vague.

"You see, your inner strength swordsmanship is well practiced, even as a teacher.

However, your energy-raising skills are a bit out of reach.What's the point of crushing other people's floors? "

Wang Chuyi looked indifferent, as if he didn't take life and death seriously.

He still has the mind to mock his apprentice's skill in nourishing Qi.

Having said that, the shock in his eyes betrayed his thoughts.

Just a trace of the aftermath of the momentum shattered the bluestone, and this apprentice couldn't understand it more and more.

Even before I was injured, if I wanted to do the same thing, I'm afraid I'd need to work hard and step down hard.

Who is the iron foot fairy?

"It's come to this point, Master, you are still so free and easy."

Yang Sen sighed, and put his hand on Wang Chuyi's wrist.

He has learned some medical theory to some extent, although he is not very proficient.

However, it is still possible to do such a simple operation as Yungong detoxification.

As soon as the internal force entered his body, he discovered that Wang Chuyi's internal organs were all eroded by an extremely violent toxin.

If he hadn't cultivated his qi for many years and cultivated a strong internal force, he might have already attacked his heart with poisonous qi by this time and died unexpectedly.

But even if the internal force is very strong and can withstand the toxin temporarily, it still cannot last for a long time.

When the skill is exhausted, it will die.

"How long can it last?"

"Saving your life is not a problem. If you don't get the antidote within twelve hours, I'm afraid this whole body of kung fu will be useless."

Wang Chuyi's eyes flickered, and he said lightly.

Yang Lin smiled: "I'm not that idiot like Guo Jing, Master, please don't lie to me.

How can you waste your time, not to mention twelve hours, in my opinion, if you can't last half of the time, your life will be in danger. ?

"You see it?"

Having been exposed as a lie, Wang Chuyi was not at all embarrassed.

Shaking his head, he said to himself: "Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, we cultivators, many things are ignored. Back then, your Chongyang Patriarch, also had a special year, so there are some things that don't need to be forced.

In the Prince Zhao's mansion, there are now many masters, and our Quanzhen Sect's manpower has not arrived in the central capital in time, and it is too late to do anything.

Don't act recklessly, if you fall into it too, how will Master deal with it? "

It turned out that Wang Chuyi didn't tell Guo Jing before, and now he doesn't tell Yang Lin about his real injury, in fact, he was afraid that they would take the risk and take the King Zhao's House of Jin Kingdom completely for himself.

Such an egg hitting a rock.

It's not wise by any means.

Regarding Wang Chuyi's worries, Yang Lin was noncommittal, just smiled and asked: "Master's injury seems to be caused by poisonous palm kung fu.

As far as I know, there are three people who practice Poison Kung Fu in Zhao Wang's Mansion. I don't know which one did it? "

"It's Master Ling Zhi, that fan monk looked smiling and saluted forward...

It's also because of the teacher's carelessness. Thinking of these first-class masters who have become famous, they will not be too despicable.

But he didn't expect that this person had no scruples in saluting openly and poisoning in secret. "

Wang Chuyi shook his head, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Originally, when I found out that I was poisoned, I still had a chance to turn defeat into victory and win a sliver of life.

It's a pity that there was another person present at that time, who was from the White Camel Mountain in the Western Regions, and his strength was unparalleled.

Whether it's internal strength or the subtlety of moves, they are all above being a teacher.

Since he took the initiative to keep the guests, even if I want to take back the little prince as a hostage, it is impossible. "

So, you can only run away.

The Seven Sons of Quanzhen are famous all over the world, and Wang Chuyi is also known as the Iron Foot Immortal, seeing that the situation is not good, he wants to escape.

In a short time, no one could catch up to him even if he took Guo Jing with him before the poisonous injury completely broke out.

That's how it happened.

After Wang Chuyi finished talking about the situation, Yang Lin used his skills to temporarily suppress Wang Chuyi's poisonous injury.

Seeing that his complexion has improved a lot, I know that I can't wait for long, and I must grab the antidote medicine as soon as possible.

Especially dried blood, Tian Qi, myrrh, and bear bile, these medicinal materials are indispensable.

What a little prince.

Seemingly seeing what Yang Lin wanted to do, Wang Chuyi suddenly said: "The little prince, Wan Yankang, is your senior uncle Qiu's disciple, and he is still your senior brother.

If you see him, you might as well spare his life and make an allowance for him. "

"I have already made up my mind about this matter, so don't worry about it, Master."

Wang Chuyi has been harmed to this extent, and he is still worrying about this and that.

Yang Lin was angry and funny at the same time.

Immediately, he answered ambiguously, telling him to cultivate himself.

Moreover, he gave the shopkeeper enough money to take good care of him, and then he left the shop.

……

Horseback riding is prohibited in the city.

Fortunately, Yang Lin's footsteps are very fast.

No need to ask around.

Just turn a few streets, go straight to the bustling place, and soon see the destination.

King Zhao's Mansion is indeed easy to find.

It has a wide gate, high walls, cornices and arches inside, and rockery pavilions.