The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Tang San found a bench and sat down casually. His face showed neither surprise nor happiness, and there was no discernible expression on his face. He just nodded to Guan Zai lightly after hearing his reply.

There were so many thoughts in his mind, and the man in front of him was unclear whether he was friend or foe, and Tang San was on guard.

"It's so troublesome for Your Excellency to travel all night and starry to come to the rescue. I, Tang San, can't thank you enough."

Fengyuan City was originally a prosperous town of the Tang Clan. Even if it was loyal and had strong soldiers and horses, it still had to rely on the towering tree of the Tang Clan. Although Fengqing was neutral, it was just one of the many cities of the Tang Clan that stood out. city.

Tang San could have accepted the support of the officials as a matter of course, but because of Feng Qing's unclear attitude, he didn't want to be known as the eldest son of the Tang family, who was arrogant and rude.

Tang San stood up and bowed to the official below, showing an attitude of gratitude and courtesy to the virtuous officers.

The official probably didn't expect that the eldest son of the Tang family would condescend to salute him. He was a little stunned for a moment. It wasn't until the subordinates following him turned their elbows and poked him a few times that he bowed in flattery. Return the gift.

"These are what a subordinate should do. The master is too important."

Tang San didn't bother to fight with him any more, so he just said a few perfunctory words, and then headed upstairs with the three of them laughing secretly and knowing the wind behind him.

The entire inn has been controlled by Shangguan Ze, and the entrances to the inn are all heavily guarded. This place is located in the wilderness, so there is no need to worry about being disturbed by people staying there. On the contrary, it can deter those who are hiding in the darkness.

Tang San walked straight to the end of the wooden corridor and opened the last guest room softly. There was a distant sound coming from the door.

"Who?" "Tang San."

"Come in."

Smiling secretly, the three of them were guarding the door, and Tang San pushed the door open and entered.

There is an exquisite peony incense burner placed on the table in the room, surrounded by the curling incense. The light fragrance drifts into the body along the tip of the nose, making people feel so comfortable that they can't help but shake their spirits.

"Xiao Xiao, how is her health?"

Knowing that Fengya had returned to the inn a long time ago, the scene of Xiaoxiao suddenly spurting blood was still vivid in his mind. Tang San was worried about Xiaoxiao's body relapse, so after entering the inn, he asked Dark Moon to carry him to find Fengya.

Tang San quickly approached the bed with a few short steps. Feng Ya was dressed in a rich brocade dress, with his back to him as he was diagnosing the pulse of Xiao Xiao, who was unconscious on the bed.

Fengya didn't say anything. The bronze flying crane placed on the candlestick with flowers on the branches at the end of the bed was blown by the breeze. The swaying candle flame cast an orange light, coating his drooping and wrinkled profile. gold.

When Tang San saw that he didn't answer, he stopped asking questions. His resolute lips tightened, and he just stared at the pale little face on the couch, his heart tightly clenched.

There was the crisp sound of exploding candles in the room, and the pleasant smell of sandalwood flickered on the tip of his nose. Tang San suddenly held his chest and coughed a few times. His breathing was unsteady, and he rushed back and forth in his throat several times before he could barely control his cough. ** Pressed it down.

Trying to adjust his breathing, Tang San raised his eyes and met a pair of clear pupils.

"Your body?"

Feng Ya stiffened for a moment, stood up and helped Tang San to the table, raised her hand to put his wrist on the table, and concentrated on diagnosing his pulse.

"Eh? How could that happen?" Feng Ya whispered.

Tang San stared at him with confusion on his face, "Senior, am I about to die of poison?"

Fengya waved her hand, put it back on her knees, pondered for a moment, and then said strangely: "When I handed Xiaoxiao to you earlier, I already gave you the antidote, although I don't know exactly whether you were infected. What kind of poison, but I can confirm that your poisoning is not serious, and the antidote I fed you can cure almost all poisons. At that time, I only dared to lure the man in black away after I was sure that you were fine."

Only then did Tang San remember that Fengya Shenlong had never seen its end. At that time, he had complained about him running around. It turned out that it was for his own safety that he risked his life to attract the man in black.

Thinking about it this way, Tang San couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Not only did he make random suspicions, but he also failed Fengya's trust, causing Xiaoxiao to be seriously injured.

"Senior, it's the junior who is useless. I failed your trust and caused Xiaoxiao to be so seriously injured." Tang San suddenly stood up, bowed to him in shame, and refused to get up.

Fengya was not surprised by his sudden move. Instead, she waved her hand towards him calmly, "The small injury has nothing to do with you. I will find a way to cure her. It's just that your injury will probably take a few days to recover." Keep on your way.”

When Tang San saw that Feng Ya didn't blame him, he breathed a sigh of relief, but when he looked at the little face, it was still heavy.

The morning light gradually faded in the sky, and soon, marshmallow-like clouds slowly wandered in the blue sky.

Tang San stood on the shaft of the carriage, waved his hand, and the carriage rolled forward, followed by the Ming Guard led by An Yue, who was heavily wrapped by Yu Lingjun, and the group headed towards Fengyuan City in a mighty manner.

An hour ago, Tang San withdrew from Feng Ya's room, handed the prescription in his hand to Ming Ming, turned around and opened the door next door.

Tang San always felt that Xiaoxiao's acclimated illness was very strange. How many days had passed, but there was no improvement at all. Last night, he even vomited blood inexplicably.

Asking Fengya, he would either say nothing or change the subject. Although he promised that Xiaoxiao would be cured, the feeling of being kept in the dark even though something was clearly going on really made people want to beat him up.

Lifting the teapot in front of the table, Tang San poured himself a cup of tea half lost in thought and half serious. Before he picked up the cup and put it to his lips, he heard Dark Moon's voice outside the door.

"Master, I need to see you for something."

Tang San put down the tea cup and said loudly: "Come in."

The door was pushed open from the outside, and An Yue, dressed in white, led a few people in black and white behind him and walked in.

White is the clear guard and black is the dark guard.

Black and white appeared in front of him together, making Tang San frown.

"Master, my subordinates just followed the marks and brought back the remaining secret guards and clear guards. Please make a decision, master."

Tang San glanced at everyone in the room coldly, and then said coldly: "How many people are left in the clear and dark guards now?"

Two men, one black and one white, who were following Dark Moon, hurriedly stepped forward and answered respectfully: "In this battle, the Ming Guard lost two men and injured three."

"No one of the secret guards was injured, and three were slightly injured."

"How are the casualties on the other side?"

"The total number of people is unknown, but when Lord Shangguan asked his men to disturb the inn, ten corpses were collected, and the others are unknown."

Tang San's face grew heavy upon hearing this. In order to ensure the safety of the three of them, the clan leader specially sent the most elite guards from the entire clear guard and secret guards to follow them. In order to cover up others' eyes, the total number of people was only about a dozen, but it was a top-notch one. He is a top master, but he doesn't expect that a master with such a level of cultivation will suffer a lot in this battle.

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