[Comprehensive martial arts] My little fairy

Three rests, under the scorching sun, the ruthless sedan chair remained motionless.

After a fierce fight, Ouyang Da and Leng Liuping were ruthlessly driven away, but they were only driven away. If they meet again, these people will definitely try their best to force themselves out of the sedan chair.Moreover, masters like Ouyang Da and Leng Liuping are also members of the Thirteen Thirteen Murderers, so the cold-blooded chasing Sima Huang's tomb is probably in danger.

Ruthless's heart was heavy, and he was trying to calm down, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Brother, I'm back!" Another gentle voice that was also very familiar also said: "Brother, I'm here too .”

Wuqing was overjoyed, and opened the mechanism to get out of the sedan chair.In front of them were Zhui Ming and Tieshou.

Just in time, a sweet voice sounded from behind the two of them: "In order to keep tidy, shouldn't I also call Senior Brother?" Zhui Ming and Tie Shou were tall and strong, blocking Wang You tightly.

The smile on Wuqing's face when he saw his brother disappeared, and he bowed his hands in a salute: "But Miss Wangyou?"

Wangyou returned the gift with a grin: "Yes." He sighed in his heart: Wuqing is so kind, but his face is a little more serious and his tone is a little colder.How nice he smiled just now, warm and soft, why didn't he stop smiling when he saw me.

Wangyou looked at Wuqing, and Wuqing also looked at Wangyou.A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with unknown origins and superb martial arts skills.His character is immature, and he has no martial arts experience.Ten years ago, he had such a figure and appearance, and taught the fourth junior brother to be cold-blooded.This is Wuqing's perception of Wangyou before.After experiencing the case of Ji Yaohua, he didn't even realize that he was instinctively on guard against such a powerful and mysterious woman. Even if Mr. Zhuge said she wouldn't have ulterior motives, he still didn't like her.

Wangyou looked around and asked, "Little wolf... um... cold-blooded?"

Wu Qing was also troubled by this matter: "The people who ambushed me just now were 'Yin Yang Fan' Ouyang Da and 'No Sword Man' Leng Liuping. They are also members of the thirteen murderers, and the Fourth Junior Brother may have already been captured."

Tie Shou nodded: "Ouyang Da and Leng Liuping can't break the elder brother's sedan chair, I'm afraid they will use the fourth brother to force the elder brother to get out of the sedan chair."

Wangyou waved his fist: "They better not abuse the wolf cub, or I will make them regret until their guts turn green."

Seeing Wuqing sweating under the sun, Zhuiming said, "Let's find a shady place to rest for a while, and then go directly to Ouyang Valley."

Ruthless didn't object, just looked up at him: "Why didn't you go back?"

Zhuiming pushed the wheelchair to the side of the shade: "It's not that I'm disobedient, Wangyou's healing technique is very miraculous, and my injuries have recovered a lot, enough to use force."

Ruthlessly glanced at Wangyou, still as cold as ice, but said, "Thank you, Miss Wangyou."

Wangyou was a little unhappy. Whether it was Leng Xue who I met first, Iron Hand later, or Zhui Ming who I just met, they were at least well-meaning. But when you think about it, there's nothing wrong with doing this to someone you just met.This unexplainable discomfort makes Wangyou a little unhappy.

But she immediately found something interesting again, and patted Tie Shou: "Xiao Xia, your third junior brother looks much older than your senior brother, and also looks much older than you, your senior senior brother is really young."

Tie Shou was already immune to Wangyou's chaotic title, and explained to her: "Our brothers are arranged in the order of entering the school. Although the senior brother is young, he is the first to start. The third brother is older than me, but the entry is faster than me. I’m late, so I’m called Senior Brother. Leng Xue is the youngest and the latest to start, so he’s the Junior Senior Brother.”

Wangyou smiled narrowly: "I see, it really is Leng Xiaosi."

Their words only lowered their voices a little bit, naturally they couldn't hide from Zhui Ming and Wu Qing in front of them, Zhui Ming smiled very face-saving, Wu Qing was still expressionless, but he was pushed to the front in a wheelchair, no one else could see his expression was up.

After stopping to rest, the four of them took out water and dry food to satisfy their hunger.

Wangyou looked at the injury on Zhuiming's shoulder again: "It's all right now, when you feel pain, you must tell me."

Zhui Ming responded with a smile.Wangyou looked at the sun: "Is there any clean bandages? Wrap some for you, otherwise the sweat will hurt you to death."

There are not only bandages in the ruthless sedan chair, but also wound medicine.So the iron hand bandaged Zhuiming.Because it is inevitable to show your chest and back, Wangyou avoids it and eats dry food with Wuqing.

Sitting in a wheelchair ruthlessly, seeing Wangyou approaching, he frowned unobtrusively.

Sitting on the ground next to Wuqing, Wangyou took out a sesame seed cake from his bag and gnawed on it.Suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Mr. Zhuge said that you have a relationship with the Thirteen Murderers, please tell me."

Wuqing frowned obviously this time: "Mr. didn't tell you?"

Wangyou swallowed the food in his mouth: "No, let me ask yourself."

He lowered his head mercilessly: "They... killed my family and broke my leg."

I hate to say it, but I want to say it anyway.The last person who heard him talk about his background was Ji Yaohua.

Wangyou nodded: "Sir asked me to ask you, do you have to take revenge yourself? If not, I can help you."

Ruthlessly lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Wangyou just looked at him quietly like this, and when he looked closer, this person looked even better.Not just Qing, not just handsome, not just pretty, not just handsome.Qingqi handsome, with such a point I feel pity.Although it is still pitiful, it also makes people feel a kind of coldness and arrogance as if a green front is cutting across seven feet of ice.

Good fortune is magical, that is, there is such a person who will make you desperately think of various words to describe it.The ruthlessness in front of me is like snow swords on the peak, ice curtains on the water, flying vines on the trees, and lonely smoke in the sunset.It is amazingly beautiful, but it is also lonely for a hundred years, difficult to approach, and easy to destroy.

Wuqing slowly clenched his hands. His fingers were long and slender, with well-defined joints and pointed fingers.Now, the already fair hands are even more white and bloodless.Wangyou suddenly realized that he was not thinking, quickly put down the half-eaten biscuits in his hand, got up and approached Wuqing: "What's the matter, are you feeling bad?"

Wangyou grabs Wuqing's hand, Wuqing avoids it.

Wangyou was taken aback for a moment: "Let me help you take a look, I will cure the disease."

As he said that, he went to grab the ruthless hand again, and this time he grabbed it in his hand.It's not that he is ruthless and doesn't hide, but that Wangyou is too fast, he has no time to hide.

As a result, the ruthless hand that was grabbed by someone attacked with the other hand, and said in a low voice: "Let go!"

Wangyou didn't expect him to resist so fiercely, but Wuqing is a person without internal strength, so it's not difficult to restrain him at such a close distance.

Wangyou easily defuses his attack, and puts his other hand on his own right arm.The current posture is that Wangyou's right hand is holding the wrist of Wuqing's right hand, and Wangyou's left hand is pressing Wuqing's left hand on the upper side of Wuqing's right arm.

Wangyou got a little angry: "Don't move around, I'll take a look for you."

Ruthlessly struggling hard, her white wrist was already red: "No need."

Wangyou didn't dare to push harder, and only threatened: "If you move around again, I will beat you!"

Ruthless is not a person who can be frightened by threats. On the side of the right arm, the left hand that was pressed on the right arm was quickly withdrawn. At the same time, a throwing knife was already held on the fingertip.Wangyou has never felt such obvious disgust, and with her eyesight, she has already seen a silver light on the fingertips of Wuqing.

So Wangyou became even more angry, and the result of her anger was that she grabbed Wuqing's hand that held the throwing knife, and snatched the throwing knife from his hand.The flying knife used as a concealed weapon was more than three inches long, holding the silk ribbon at the tail, Wangyou hit the palm of Wu Qing's left hand with the flying knife.

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound.

Ruthless petrification.Aware of some disharmony here, I have been paying attention to Iron Hand and Zhui Ming also petrified here.

Wangyou himself was also stunned for a moment, but he also reacted immediately, grabbed Wuqing's wrist again, and all living things turned into countless threads and penetrated into Wuqing's body.Afterwards, the mental dharma worked, instead of working hard to repair it like treating others before, it turned into a trickling stream and flowed through the ruthless body.

After exploring Wuqing's body, Wangyou stopped being angry.This person is in poor health, internal injuries are entangled in the internal organs, just as his asthma is attacking, his trachea is rapidly congested.If it is an ordinary martial arts person, he can still suppress it with internal force, but his meridian is weak and he cannot practice internal force.Just like this, you can only stand upright.

This person is supporting such a fragile body covered in injuries, running around regardless of cold or heat.The four famous arresters in the world, such a big name, how many major cases have been handled, how many huge criminals have been arrested, how many injuries have been suffered, and how many illnesses they have suffered.His nickname is ruthless, but if he wants to do these things with such a poor body, how can he not be ruthless.Because I don't have time, I don't know when I will sleep in the ground, how can I have so much time to escort the criminals thousands of miles away, it is better to kill them directly, so as to save time and solve the next case.

Wangyou suddenly understood him, and after understanding, he decided to cure him.Yes, heal him, and see how far a ruthless who is no longer sick can do.

Yu Wuqing, before the pain in his palm disappeared, someone grabbed his wrist again, and then internal force poured into his body. This internal force was like a hand with magic power, gently comforting his clamoring meridians.

Wuqing has always known that her health is not good.In addition to bad behavior, he also suffers from many diseases.Because he often sits and lies down, his hands and feet become cold when he is cold, and he sweats all over his body when he is hot. When he is relieved, he often bleeds, which is shocking.Sometimes, the numbness rises from below the pelvis to the upper body, and most of it is concentrated under the left neck, and even the left hand often becomes numb.He wondered if his left hand would be as useless as his feet sooner or later.

Because he knew it was not healthy enough, he was even more anxious to solve the case.Be single-minded and concentrated, don't even want to be in power, don't want to be promoted, and even abandon your fame and position like a poor show.He just wanted to do a few more things, especially good things, since he came to this world before leaving.Save a few more lives, especially good ones.Kill a few more guys, especially the bad guys.Then this life is not in vain.

The body is gradually quiet, enjoying every inch.It was like returning to her mother's arms, and there was still some indescribable feeling in the warmth.Ruthless suddenly discovered that this feeling is called: safety.

When he opened his eyes ruthlessly, he found that a big hand was supporting his head.Actually fell asleep.

Tieshou withdrew his hand: "Eldest brother is awake? Don't worry, I only slept for a cup of tea."

Afraid of slipping ruthlessly, the iron hand kept supporting his head.Zhui Ming's wound has been healed, and now he is sitting in the shade of a tree beside him, pinching half a biscuit with one hand, and pouring wine into his mouth with the other hand.Lowering his head, Wangyou huddled into a small ball and squatted next to the wheelchair, holding a branch in his hand and paddling on the ground, his eyes secretly looking this way.Ruthlessly moved his left hand subconsciously, his face gradually turned red.

For a while, chasing after his life and drinking, looking at the sky with iron hands, bowing his head ruthlessly, and forgetting to draw circles.Embarrassing enough.