Zi hate

Fu Qian returned to the Nanming Sect and offered a pot of wine to the former leader, telling the other party that his revenge would be avenged.

Although Nanming was severely injured this time, the righteous way was not much better, and everyone did not fight each other, so this article can be regarded as the end of it.

Fu Qiang healed his wounds silently, without mentioning anything else, the rest of the congregation saw Fu Qiang like this, knowing that the situation in Nanming was over, and many people ran away secretly, and they didn't know where they went.

The elders of the sect couldn't help but stare at his seriously injured body, and finally let him go. As long as there are still people in this sect, there is no fear that there will be no chance to make a comeback.

The Nanming Sect was still panting here, and within a few days, a boy who had just tied his hair ran up to the Nanming Sect.

Seeing the young man brought up by the remnants of the congregation, Fu Qian was slightly amazed that there would be someone who was so brave and came here alone. Although Nan Ming was not as good as before, it was still easy to deal with such a doll-like child.

Fu Jie waved the child away and asked him, "What are you doing here?"

The child straightened his back, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll come and see you die."

As soon as the voice fell, there were people around who wanted to clean up the child. Fu Qian stopped him and looked at the child curiously. Although there is no righteous person in the world who wants to see him die, this young man does not seem to be a relative of the righteous way, so why should he come here alone? Talk wild words.

"Why?"

"If I can't see your death with my own eyes, then I won't be able to pay homage to my Shao family under the Underworld, and if I have to go to the Netherland in the future, I won't have the face to see my family's ancestors and the heroes of the righteous way who were slaughtered by you! "

Shao's.

Fu Chen was silent. He has killed 72 people so far.

One is the former leader of Nanming, and the other is the sword wielder. Although they have not seen it with their own eyes, but the Qingming poison has no cure, and now they are probably returning to the west. There are still 70 people from the Shao family.

Although it was not killed by him himself, it was caused by him.

Shao Wuhui felt a little scared when he saw Fu Qian's silence, but he was inexplicably absent-minded when he saw that man's evil and handsome appearance.

"it is good."

Fu Chen said yes.

Then he took Shao Wuhui and let him watch with his own eyes how he slaughtered his remaining congregants one by one.

In the end, Nanming Kongkong, Fu Chen stood in the poison nursery that had bred several generations of Nanming sect disciples, took out a fire bag, threw it in lightly, and instantly ignited the fire.

"Young Master Shao should leave quickly, lest the poisonous smoke invade you," Fu Chen paused, "I will kill myself here."

Shao Wuhui said bitterly, "How can I trust you?"

Fu Qiang said nothing, walked into the place that was not engulfed by the fire, severed his meridians, cut his limbs open, blood flowed all over the ground in an instant, the flower seedlings were stained with his blood, withered and decayed in an instant, surrounded Fu Qiang in it , the fire couldn't get in, but Fu Qiang couldn't escape.

Fu Yan fell into it, and slowly closed his eyelashes. He was willing to torture himself in such a cruel way. After much deliberation, he may still have not chosen his own words well.

The child hates the child, which means satisfaction, so what is disgust?

When Fu Qian woke up again, he saw the bright light around him, and the faint fragrance of medicine wafted in, with a bitter-sweet taste. Fu Qian turned his head with difficulty, and saw a person who looked like a fairy sitting next to him, with his legs crossed, boiling medicine.

Fu Qiang was in a daze, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. Xu saw him waking up and the man was leaning towards him. Fu Qiang could vaguely see that the man had white beard and hair, a fair face, and the peach blossoms in the corners of his eyes looked very beautiful.

"Yo! Brother, are you awake?"

The sound was like a bell, and Fu Qian's head was buzzing, and he vomited blood again and passed out.

When Fu Qian woke up again, the fairy looked a little embarrassed, and deliberately lowered his voice: "I was really embarrassed just now, after all, your meridian is broken, even if I am not sure to rescue you back, I can't help but feel a little excited when I see you wake up." .”

Fu Qian thought that he took another step just now, crossed the Wangchuan for the second time, and went to the Palace of the King of Hell.

"How do you feel, where does it hurt?"

"It hurts everywhere."

"Hey, it's right that it hurts. It means that your meridians are well connected. After a while, you can probably go to the next step of treatment."

Seeing that the man walked away again, Fu Qiang said, "Why did you save me?"

"I practice medicine all over the world. Is there any reason not to treat patients when I see patients?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Fu Ziyan, the leader of the Nanming sect, is well known in the world for his ability to purify the underworld and kill all poisons."

"Since you know, why do you want to save me from going against the world."

"Medical skills are in my possession. Whoever I want to save, can anyone else control me? Besides, the heavens and the earth know that I saved you, and no one else will know.

Fu Chen: ...

It was the first time for Fu Qiang to see such a person, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Thinking that Fu Qiang had never lived for himself in his life, his master hoped that he would successfully invade Guanzhong, his disciples counted on him to cover up the world, and even in the end, he didn't die for himself.

But God gave him another chance.

When Bai Sa woke up again, he looked numb at the peak of the carriage above his head, and he couldn't remember how many times he woke up like this.

"How does it feel?"

A voice came from beside him, and Bai Sa was surprised that this person was actually a sword master.

Bai Sa thought for a while and said, "Life is better than death."

Every word comes from the heart, and it is true that life is better than death.

After speaking, I only felt a dull pain in the injured part, and my whole body ached.

Hearing Bai Sa's words, the Juggernaut smiled wryly: "The fortunes in this world are all similar, but this misfortune is different in every way, and each of them matches the pain."

The Juggernaut sighed, and heard Bai Sa say again: "Why did you save me?"

"Now that the orthodox path is on the decline, it is natural to have more strength and a better chance of winning. Besides, I have some friendship with your master, and I absolutely cannot see his only apprentice go astray."

Bai Sa didn't want to argue, for this righteous way, as long as they don't go the same way, it's all wrong.

"How long have I been lying like this?"

"No more, no less, exactly half a month."

"where are we going?"

"Twelve Peaks."

Bai Sa said casually, "That's quite far."

The Juggernaut also said casually: "It's quite far."

It was so cold, the two of them stopped talking, just at this moment one of them poked his head in to have a look, then put down the curtain and said something outside, and after a while, Shao Wuhui came in with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Bai has not recovered from his serious injury, and I don't know if Fu Yan has done anything cruel. Let Shao take a look."

Bai Sa sneered: "Don't bother Mr. Shao to be hypocritical. If Fu Qian wants to kill me, he will definitely not let me wake up again. You should save some effort."

Seeing that Bai Sa's resistance was tough, Shao Wuhui couldn't hold on to it either. He just forced himself to be calm and turned to the Juggernaut: "Then please trouble Senior Juggernaut to persuade Mr. Bai, I won't bother you for now."

After speaking, he opened the curtain and left.

"You are single-minded, and you are not at all the same as your master."

Bai Sa avoided this sentence and replied wholeheartedly: "I also feel that I am not the same as my master at all."

The Juggernaut hesitated for a moment and said, "The Doctor of Medicine is really..."

"I don't know what senior wants to ask, but if you are asking who killed it, it is definitely not Fu Ji. You have fought Fu Ji before, and you know who he is when you see the battle. Besides, it seems that the medical saint was buried not long ago. Where were we at that time? You It should have been clearer."

The Juggernaut was stunned: "You dug up his tomb again?"

Bai Sa recalled the man crying in front of the grave, and smiled wryly: "He doesn't believe it."

Let's say that that day Fu Qiang was forced to retreat from the right path, went back to Kongdong alone, burned the dilapidated thatched hut, went into the dark water alone, and returned the same way.

The way back was much faster than when we came, but for some reason it was boring and felt longer than when we came.

When passing by the bottom of Yugui Mountain, it was night, and the fog on it cleared away. Fu Qiang saw the bright moon, and couldn't help recalling the past, thinking that when he and Bai Sachu went to Yugui, he said to that person——

"This bright moon will not show you extra pity just because of where you live and who you are."

Think of the broken-leg table and the cold bed board.

I think that person said that he wanted to return to Yugui, but in the end he couldn't come back. The person clearly said that it would hurt him, but he still hurt him.

He always felt that the world failed him, and in the end he also failed Bai Sa.

The last place in the world that accommodated him also taught him to destroy himself.

But Fu Qian didn't regret it, and the right way Xibai Sa's saber technique would definitely not be abandoned. That person is right way, how could he get along with his evil way?How can I bear Bai Sa's infamy and his wandering?

After nearly a month, Fu Qiang finally returned to the dilapidated Nanming ruins. Standing on the desolate and scorched land, Fu Qiang looked down coldly, thinking that this is really a good place to commit suicide.

It was almost the same time as when Fu Qian arrived at Nanming, and Zhengdao also arrived at the Twelve Peaks in mighty way.

Bai Sa was settled, and the sword master next door said it was for his recovery, but Bai Sa was clear in his heart. These guys were afraid that he would still turn to Fu Qian. If they made any moves, the right way could fight him now, I guess. Only the Juggernaut is left. It is said to be taking care of, but it is actually monitoring.

It's just that no one expected that the Juggernaut would leave after only staying in the Twelve Peaks for two days.