I Became an Anonymous Boss

This is the destructive power of the middle three days. If there is no master of the same level, only one person can break a thousand horses, which is already approaching the top of the list.

The two sides exchange damage, each has damage.

At the moment of jealousy, the Confucian released all his arrogance and righteousness, and the phantom of the crane behind him raised his neck, and the wind and cranes rang.

"Zhu Zi, you are too deceptive!"

The giant beast roared back, and the two forces collided in mid-air like cannonballs.

Then the shock lasted for nearly half a minute before subsiding.

In a few moments, a carriage rushed out crookedly from the long-destroyed road. The coachman was sweating and holding the reins, and the sweaty dragon horse also galloped away all the way without looking back, pulling out a long soot.

The battle subsided, and the size of the giant beast with half its body embedded in the ground began to shrink, shrinking from its original height of nearly five meters to the normal two meters.

He squatted on the spot, took the overcoat handed over by others, put it on casually, then wiped the blood from his face, and straightened the broken bone.

"Lingzhu...why didn't you keep him?" the person on the side asked in a low voice, his face covered with a bone-colored mask.

"A Confucian who is in the realm of fate, if he wants to stay, he can stay?" The strong man said: "If he is just a Confucian, that's fine, but he is a Confucian who has entered an official position. Afraid of demons and evil spirits, but also able to take the initiative to respond to awe-inspiring righteousness, if this is a second-rank golden pheasant... Maybe I am the one who has been severely injured now."

"But none of them stayed today..."

"Is it possible to escape after falling here?" The man clenched his fists: "It's okay for him to run away. A Confucian is not a warrior. He was severely injured by me. At least it is impossible to recover in a short time. If he can't be cured, he will die." possible."

"The subordinates are just worried that several other people will use this reason to impeach the Lord Ling..."

"No problem, it's not just my fault that the plan was blocked. If it wasn't for the Tantai family's lurking being seen through in advance, this Tantai Zhong would have no chance to resist. Even if he didn't die, he would only fall into our hands." The man. He said indifferently: "When the time comes, the thousand-year-old aristocratic family who has controlled Jinling will definitely succeed in their plan. Unfortunately, after investing such a large amount of resources, it failed instead and dragged its feet."

Gu Mian lowered his head: "Master, what are you going to do next?"

"Tantaizhong was severely injured, so he must go back to recuperate. Now that Tantai's family is weak, and Jinling has no martial arts masters, no big sects, it's hard to call first-class martial arts in Jianghu, now is still the best opportunity." Lingzhu said.

"Yes." Gu Mian said again: "But now there are not enough people."

"Then just wait, three or two days at most."

"Yes, this subordinate will inform the crow immediately."

"One more thing... I fought against Tantai Zhong. Although he was severely injured, his awe-inspiring righteousness also caused a lot of damage to me. This awe-inspiring righteousness is not an ordinary internal strength, and it is difficult to eradicate it." Ling The Lord pressed his chest, and Haoran's righteousness produced an unbearable burning sensation on his body: "I need some time to heal my wounds. Ordinary wound medicines don't work... I have to get back my gluttonous order."

The Taotie Token is a status symbol of the Linglord, not only a keepsake, but also a rare treasure.

It can devour a kind of energy that does not belong to itself. Warriors carry it and are not afraid of the impact of the opponent's true energy, because this true energy will be swallowed by the gluttonous order. Body, there is absolutely no possibility of internal injury.

If he had been wearing the Taotie Order before, the Lord of the Taotie Order would not be afraid of Haoran's righteousness, at least he would not be so seriously injured.

Gumian was stunned: "Master, this gluttonous order..."

"Only half is with me, and the other half is left in the Tantai mansion as a token." Taotie made the master's face sink like water, took off a token from his waist, and threw it to the bone face: "I am seriously injured. If you are encountered by the Tantai family, you will be in trouble. Take this token to the Tianxiang Pavilion in Jinling City and wait there. Someone will come to meet you with the remaining half of the token... If no one comes If you come, you will come back and report to me within three days."

Clenched fists on the bone face: "This subordinate obeys."

……

"Uncle Feng, why are you crying?" Shadow saw Uncle Feng's tearful expression.

"The Tianxiang Pavilion admission ticket I bought with a low cost...it's in that box...Gou Yingying, return my ticket!!"

"Calm down, Uncle Feng, beating people can't solve the problem, we have to solve the people who create the problem!" Brother Mo rolled up his sleeves: "So...let me do it!"

Chapter 89 The son is good at giving free

early morning.

Ling'er finished rinsing, and the autumn weather was a bit chilly. Sprinkling cold water on her face slightly, the coolness dilutes all drowsiness.

She looked at the rising sun in the distance and stretched herself: "It's a good weather again today."

She is in a good mood, so even this familiar scenery has a different kind of comfort.

The reason for her happiness is naturally that her grandfather's condition has indeed begun to improve.

The Vitality Pill has been refined, and Grandpa's health is gradually improving.

After a week of treatment at most, his body will be able to return to its heyday ten years ago, and he will no longer have to be afraid of bad guys.

As long as grandpa is still there, so is her home.

There is no need to go back to Ganzhou, and there is no need to face the group of cold-blooded vultures.

Although the girl is young, she has experienced too much spontaneity and precocity, and she understands that the world is difficult at a young age.

She knew the pros and cons, and she also knew that if she went back, she would have nothing to look forward to in the future.

Thinking back a few days ago, she was still stumbling around like walking on thin ice.

In the past three years, I have watched my grandfather's body deteriorate day by day, but I can't do anything about it.

What a torment in this dark time, the only thing I look forward to is this vitality pill.

That night once made her feel hopeless, and once again gave her hope and light.

Now that I have survived, the most difficult days are over, and everything will get better.

Of course, she would not forget the great benefactor of her grandfather and grandson, and secretly said that she must repay the son well.

But how can it be regarded as a good repayment?

She asked her grandpa, and grandpa smiled and stroked her hair, only saying that she would understand when she grew up.

Ling'er felt that Brother Gongzi seemed to be lacking in everything, and he hadn't been here these days.

...Maybe he is too busy and has no time to come and see Linger.

...It doesn't matter, when grandpa recovers, I will go to the city to see my brother.

...Set a small goal first, and finish memorizing this medical book in three days!

Thinking of this, Ling'er felt an inexhaustible energy all over her body.

In the past, she had worked very hard to memorize medical books and learn medical skills, because she didn't know when her grandfather would pass away, and she had to inherit the mantle of the old man as soon as possible.

And now she is working harder than before, perhaps because all worries and worries have been wiped away, so her learning efficiency continues to improve.

She opened the door, intending to go out, go to the medicine field to gather some herbs, and then dig some wild vegetables.

The neighborhood is close to the cold spring, and there is plenty of spiritual energy. Many medicinal materials can be grown by themselves. Although the age is less, not all medicinal materials are better the older they are.

Ling'er pushed open the wooden door and came to the medicine field with a small basket. When she was bending over to pick it, she suddenly saw a coat hanging outside the fence.

She wondered if it was blown by the wind, approached quietly, and then saw the coat shake.

She carefully opened the coat, which looked very luxurious, and then her pretty face was startled.

At this time, in the room, the old man Hua Zhongjin was meditating cross-legged.

Physician is the profession who understands the human body best, so he naturally knows how to exercise without hurting himself.

Old Man Hua felt the power of the Vitality Pill gradually dissipate, and continued to circulate his true energy through the middle of the night.

The elixir and spiritual energy had soaked into the internal organs, and his hidden wounds had almost healed.

The old man opened his eyes and shook hands. As a cultivator, he had been away for ten years.

This elixir was even better than expected. The materials for the refining of the vitality elixir had already been prepared, but when the old man took refuge, he almost lost all his belongings, and he was unable to buy such good medicinal materials at all. It can only be said that it was not satisfactory.

After all, it is the main medicine that really improves the material of the Vitality Pill.

What made him even more gratified was that his body still seemed to be thirsting for more nourishment. He even felt that the heavy barrier in the past was now as thin as paper, and there was a possibility of breaking through.

"I've been hurt in the dark for so long, I thought I was going to die in Huangquan, and it would be a great blessing to survive."

"In terms of taking a step back, if I can return to the top, I will be satisfied."

"I didn't expect that the future will come, and the times will turn around. If you can't break it, you can't stand it. At this age, you can see the possibility of a breakthrough."

The old man sighed and sighed: "Hua Zhongjin, oh Hua Zhongjin...you are worth it after all if you keep this benevolent way of medicine..."

He stood up slowly with his knees on his knees, and even black hair grew back on the top of his head, really returning to the age of 50.

The old man heard Ling'er's voice just as he left the house. This granddaughter was one of the few things he cared about in his life.

"Grandpa, grandpa! Grandpa, come out quickly."

After hearing this, old man Hua immediately came to the yard, only to see Ling'er carrying a girl of the same age on her back, wrapped in a luxurious big fur.

The old man Hua immediately said: "Take it to the pharmacy first, and put it down. Her breath is not stable, so she can't move around."

Ling'er rushed into the pharmacy with the girl on her back, and put her on the bed indoors.

Taking down Daqiu, she saw that she was only wearing thin clothes that didn't fit her.

This girl was even younger than Ling'er, with a pale face and hot forehead.

Old Man Hua asked, "Who is she?"

Ling'er explained: "Grandpa, I picked her up from the side of the medicine field. I just took her pulse. She is very weak, has a cold, and seems to be injured. A strange breath prevents me from exploring her meridians." .”

Old Man Hua held down the wrist of the little girl of unknown origin, breathed out a breath, and felt an obvious sense of blockage: "She suffered an internal injury, and it was not light... The injury was so serious that ordinary people would have been unconscious long ago. A young girl who is still able to persist in coming here..."

"Grandpa, what should we do?" Ling'er asked, "It looks like she might be being hunted down..."

Old Man Hua touched Ling'er's head. Before, he would have hesitated and worried about causing trouble, but now he just smiled casually.

My life was saved by others, if I leave the girl in front of me alone, how can I have the face to meet that son?How can he have the face to teach his granddaughter medical skills?

The old man no longer had any burden in his heart: "Of course we need to save. No matter who it is, the injured are worth saving. You can't be a doctor if you look forward and backward. Grandpa's life didn't rely on being careful to live until now."

Ling'er replied with a happy smile: "Yeah!"

The old man Hua stroked his beard and said, "Since you brought it back, you will give her the needles. First, control the messy internal energy in the meridians. Do you still remember the golden acupuncture points of Sai Bian Que that grandpa taught you..."

……

On the same morning, the Tantai family's vigil in mourning had just passed and ushered in the dawn.

Everyone thought that the bad luck had passed, and all they had to do was wait for the storm to subside.

But this kind of expectation ended in the hustle and bustle brought by a carriage. The Tantai family failed to wait for the return of the Patriarch, and once again ushered in another bad news.

Tantai Patriarch, Tantaizhong had already fallen into a deep coma when he was sent back by the guards, and was unable to wake up after being severely injured.

Confucians are not warriors, and their bodies are weak. Once their awe-inspiring righteousness is broken, they can easily be killed with a single move. Therefore, even if a scholar is protected by his awe-inspiring righteousness, he will not easily go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, let alone be regarded as a general.

From the mouth of the guard, everyone in the Tantai family learned about the situation.