Hey, you are reborn too?

The middle-aged man from Beili, who was in the lead, had a gloomy expression on his face at this moment.

Xie Yongwei saw his lips opening and closing, as if he was uttering something, and then he made a sword flower with his hand, splitting the three overlapping swords in front of him, and then he retreated several steps.

Xie Yongwei looked carefully and found that the man was not forced to retreat because he was no match for the combined sword power of the three men.

The middle-aged man headed by Beili moved back a distance on his own!

What is he going to do?

In the blink of an eye, Xie Yongwei saw the man quickly withdraw from the battle area, and his whole figure flashed and disappeared at the door of the teahouse.

Hey, seeing this scene, Xie Yongwei felt that it was such a coincidence.

Why is this scene so similar to the scene where Venerable Longyin just said "wait" and then disappeared without a trace.

Why do these two people have such a tacit understanding?

Is it because they are all from Beili? This absurd thought suddenly popped up in Xie Yongwei's mind.

The scene of the middle-aged man from Beili occasionally glancing at Venerable Longyin appeared in Xie Yongwei's mind again.

After exhaling a breath into her lungs, Xie Yongwei widened her eyes slightly. Could it be that there is some relationship between Venerable Longyin and this middle-aged man from Beili?

There were shouts coming from the teahouse door, along with the sound of a sword piercing flesh.

Xie Yongwei did not feel unable to look at it. On the contrary, she stared at the entrance of the teahouse intently.

She was quite familiar with this voice.

During the years of studying in Medical Valley, she had seen almost every tragic condition of the human body.

I have tried it several hundred times.

Her master, Leng Zhikong, is a skilled doctor and usually has a pleasant manner, but when it comes to Xie Yongwei's learning and practice of medicine, he is a ruthless master.

Even when Xie Yongwei saw the rotten human body at the beginning, she covered her mouth, ran to the side and vomited until her face turned pale.

He did not let Xie Yongwei go because of this.

He would take an hourglass used for timing, put it on the table, and when he turned it over, the hourglass would start timing.

If Xie Yongwei failed to adjust her state before the sand in the hourglass ran out, Xie Yongwei and the "practice object" would be locked in a room by Leng Zhikong.

The first time, Leng Zhikong called it "mutual understanding" and only let her stay with the "object" for half an incense stick of time.

But from the second time on, Leng Zhikong became ruthless.

Before locking the room, he would say, "How can you be a doctor if you can't even handle this?", then lock the room and leave.

During the time when the door was locked, Xie Yongwei's only hope was the hourglass placed in a corner of the room.

The first few times it was still a small hourglass, but later on as the number of times increased, the hourglass gradually increased.

When she saw the hourglass that was twice as big as her head, Xie Yongwei felt numb.

Now thinking back carefully, it seemed that it was that time that I was sitting next to that "object", quietly listening to the sound of sand falling.

Suddenly, she felt that the "object" next to her who had been in solitary confinement with her for so many times didn't seem so scary after all.

That time, Xie Yongwei took the initiative to lift the white cloth covering it.

After uncovering it, she discovered that this "object" was not as unacceptable as she had thought.

It was well preserved by Leng Zhikong and didn't even emit a strong odor.

Xie Yongwei stared at it quietly for about half a minute, until the door creaked, and she finally came to her senses.

Leng Zhikong came in and saw that she was "communicating" with this object, and she seemed very happy.

However, Xie Yongwei can no longer remember what the master said afterwards.

The only thing I remember was that the master patted me on the shoulder, and his eyes seemed to be both approving and full of expectations.

Miraculously enough, since then, Xie Yongwei has never felt any resistance towards her "practice partner" again.

Even later when Leng Zhikong replaced some of her bones with ones that had a strong odor due to improper storage, Xie Yongwei was able to accept it calmly, hold the knife calmly, and treat her accurately.

It seemed that after a few years, whenever someone came to the valley for medical treatment, Leng Zhikong would no longer be the main surgeon. Instead, he would let Xie Yongwei take on this responsibility and he would only provide guidance from the side.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Yongwei was able to accurately diagnose other people's symptoms and perform the operation herself without the need for detailed guidance.

And when Xie Yongwei performed surgery on a real person, she no longer had any resistance or fear towards those bloody scenes.

At first, she felt excitement and excitement, but later, all the passion calmed down and all the happiness returned to calmness.

The knife in my hand became more and more stable, my state of mind became calmer, and the difficulty and efficiency of operation also increased.

Therefore, the bloody fighting scenes in front of her, which seemed bloody to others, were just normal bleeding in Xie Yongwei's eyes.

It's just divided into internal injuries and external injuries.

With the departure of the middle-aged man from Beili, the two forces finally seemed to become somewhat balanced.

Beili's side no longer held an absolute advantage. The martial arts people relied on their large numbers and kept challenging Beili's formation in turns.

Two fists cannot beat four legs, not to mention that Beili’s backbone - the middle-aged man is not here.

Under the continuous and relentless attacks from the martial arts world, a hole was finally torn in the Beili formation.

Those martial arts people showed joy on their faces, with no martial ethics at all. They used their numbers to bully the minority and attacked directly when they saw a flaw.

Every move was aimed at the throats of those Beili people.

Xie Yongwei's breathing became rapid, and his eyes no longer stayed on the dispute at the entrance of the teahouse, but instead searched every corner.

At this moment, the fight at the door no longer attracted her interest. She just wanted to know where Venerable Longyin had gone.

"Awei," a small voice came from Xie Yongxuan, "What are you looking at? Don't panic, I'm here!"

Xie Yongwei felt a heat in her hands, as if someone had held them and squeezed them.

When he turned around and looked towards the source of the voice, he met Xie Yongxuan's concerned eyes.

Xie Yongwei's throat seemed to be choked, or perhaps the atmosphere in the teahouse was too tense, and she was unable to make a sound for a while.

He could only raise his chin and use his eyes to indicate to Xie Yongwei the stool of Lord Longyin.

To be precise, it was the stool that Venerable Longyin had just sat on.

Xie Yongxuan seemed to notice her anxious mood, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips. She used her finger to guide Xie Yongwei's gaze and pointed at the "留" on the table that was not yet dry.

Xie Yongwei closed her eyes, took several deep breaths, and then slowly opened her eyes again.

Yes, with the strength of Lord Longyin, even if he goes outside and fights with others, he will not suffer too much.

It seems that I don't need to care about him so much.

"Pfft"——

At the entrance of the teahouse, the sounds of sharp weapons piercing human bodies could be heard one after another.

The clean and spotless bluestone tiles have now been stained red with blood, revealing an ominous dark color.

There was a sudden commotion among the crowd.