Bandits raising buns

Under the gaze of the old man, Zhao Chuang shrunk his head subconsciously, and found sadly that he was not only threatened by that brat King Qin, but now he was actually frightened by an old man.Just as Zhao Chuang was about to stand up and confront the old man, the old man turned around and walked out.When he came in again, the old man was holding a pot of flowers in his hand.The old man took the teacup on the table again, filled it with hot water, then opened the beauty bag and put it in the hot water.After waiting for a while, the old man poured the water soaked in the flowers and plants in the sachet into the flower pot.

The old man's movements were done in one go. When Zhao Chuang realized it, the sachet had become a broken bag. Whether it was intentional or not, the old man still stepped on the broken bag.Zhao Chuang stared at the broken bag, and then at the old man. Although the bandit leader bullies men and women, he still has principles, that is, he must not bully the elderly and children, but now, he really wants to beat the old man up. pause.Zhao Chuang glared at the old man angrily, feeling a battle between heaven and man.

Suddenly, Zhao Chuang's eyes fell on the potted flowers on the table, and he saw that the flowers that were blooming just now had begun to wither.Zhao Chuang hurried over and looked closely at the potted flower for a while, until the petals fell off completely, then he lowered his head and his eyes fell on the broken bag.

Zhao Chuang picked up the broken bag on the ground, picked out some residue from it, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it.The faint fragrance made Zhao Chuang feel drowsy as soon as he smelled it. He thought it was just a soothing effect.But now, the scent seems a bit strange... Zhao Chuang picked out the flower part from the residue, leaving only some black particles, and he put it on the tip of his nose, and he smelled a faint bitter taste.

Zhao Chuang raised his head and looked at the old man in surprise: "This... the sachet is poisonous?"

The old man nodded inscrutably.

Zhao Chuang immediately looked at the old man with admiration. He walked to the door and looked around. Seeing that there was no one else, he walked up to the old man and asked softly, "That fellow Zhuge Long sent you here?"

The old man didn't speak, but Zhao Chuang always felt that the old man's face seemed to be darker, even though the old man was wrapped in a thick cloth... The stench got into his nostrils, and Zhao Chuang quickly stepped back two steps.He stared at the old man with burning eyes, and waited for a while, and the old man finally nodded.

Zhao Chuang looked like "I guessed it a long time ago", walked around the room twice, and finally sighed: "It's still Zhuge Long who treats me well!" Then he drove the old man out.

After driving the old man out, Zhao Chuang withered.This Prince Qin's mansion was really dangerous, and the beauties were all thorny, so he almost died for no reason.Zhao Chuang found a place to put the potted flowers, and lay back on the bed. He covered his head with a quilt, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.It was rumored that Mrs. He killed Yu Wanqing, and everyone said that King Qin loved Yu Wanqing... On that day, when Mrs. He opened the door, Mrs. Qin and him... This sachet was left behind by Mrs. He...

These thoughts rushed together, and a vague guess formed in Zhao Chuang's mind...

Thinking of the death of the sixth child, Zhao Chuang's face suddenly turned cold.In fact, King Qin and the Iron Armored Army are the most direct enemies no matter what, but unfortunately he has no internal energy now, and he has no choice but to wait here, waiting for Zhuge Long to rescue him.

On the second day, Zhao Chuang went to King Qin to ask for some books.Zhao Chuang asked for the blood sword method and the supreme mind method. These two martial arts secret books do not seem to be considered precious things in the Qin Palace.He only mentioned something in front of the King of Qin, and soon someone brought it over.

Zhao Chuang was lying on the bed with two books stacked up and down. After flipping through a few pages and comparing them, Zhao Chuang found that there were more paintings in the Supreme Mind Method.He threw aside the Blood-Putting Sword Technique and began to concentrate on studying the Supreme Mind Technique.In the book spread out in front of him, the left page is densely packed with words, and the right page is a picture. Zhao Chuang stared at the picture for a long time before he got a clue.

Zhao Chuang's temper was jumpy, and it was difficult to calm down, so his eyes became sore after seeing it.He bit his lip tightly, and he was more energetic.He memorized the acupuncture points and tendons on the painting, and then sat cross-legged on the bed, circulating those breaths.In the past, his dantian was filled with a warm current, but now it is empty.He gathered for half a day before a thin stream of warmth slowly merged.Zhao Chuang led the warmth out of his dantian, walked through the tendons, and when he returned to his dantian, he suddenly disappeared without a trace.Zhao Chuang closed his eyes and frowned. He did it again, but this time, his face was even more ugly.Over and over again, I don't know how many times, Zhao Chuang suddenly felt a burning sensation in his dantian, and the burning sensation became more and more serious. He couldn't open his eyes, and his body was drained of strength. Everyone curled up on the bed.

It seemed that there was a mass of fire enveloping him, and his mind became more and more chaotic, and some fragmentary pictures appeared.He saw the little guy looking at him with tears in his eyes, he saw Zhuge Long, he saw Monk Wuyu, he saw Shi Yu, he saw Li Ci, he saw Princess Duan...

Suddenly, a cold breath came from his chest, those pictures disappeared, and the burning feeling gradually subsided.There seemed to be a pair of hands tightly hugging him, and that person hugged him so tightly that his bones ached. There was a man talking faintly by his ears, comforting him in a hoarse voice.But everything was completely blurred, and he was plunged into darkness.

When Zhao Chuang opened his eyes again, it was already dark.He was so thirsty that he wanted to get out of bed, but found that his whole body was weak.Zhao Chuang suddenly found that there seemed to be a dark shadow in the room. After a while, he saw the shadow clearly, it turned out to be the old man.The old man turned on the lamp tremblingly, poured another glass of water, and handed the water to Zhao Chuang.Zhao Chuang took it directly and drank it all in one gulp.Zhao Chuang gave the teacup to the old man, but the old man didn't leave immediately, but stared at Zhao Chuang.

Thinking that an old man saw him so weak, Zhao Chuang suddenly felt a little red in the face, he coughed and explained: "I'm not sick, I'm not that useless!"

The old man was still staring at him.

Yesterday, the old man saved his life, and now after another life and death, Zhao Chuang saw that the old man was much more pleasing to the eye, and the old man was sent by Zhuge Long, Zhao Chuang suddenly felt his throat was itchy and wanted to talk, so Zhao Chuang Chuang sat cross-legged and said at the top of his voice, "I just went crazy, and only martial arts practitioners have this problem. Hey, old man, did anyone come in just now?"

The old man shook his head.

Zhao Chuang didn't have any doubts, and continued: "Don't look at me now that I don't have martial arts. I turned out to be very powerful. In this world, I am the second, so I am called the first." Being stared at by the old man, Zhao Chuang felt a little uncomfortable. Laughed a few times, "Although I didn't rank first, I was at least in the top ten. Later, a bastard disabled my hand, which made my skills completely gone."

Having said this, the old man suddenly lowered his head and stopped looking at him.In a corner that Zhao Chuang couldn't see, the man quietly clenched his hands, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"However, I have a foundation. If I practice again, I will soon become a master." Zhao Chuang said.With this sentence, he could raise his voice, but it seemed even more lacking in confidence.Zhao Chuang never thought that he would become a useless person like he is now.As long as he changed to another martial arts practice, he could quickly become that formidable Zhao Chuang.It's just the beginning now, and this kind of thing happens.The madness just now caused the old bandit to panic like never before.

Zhao Chuang suddenly became depressed. He buried his head in the bed and stopped talking.The old man stood five steps away from him, the only pair of eyes on his face, staring at him closely, with strong emotions in his eyes.

It was two days after that that I saw King Qin again.Zhao Chuang calmed down and had a little understanding of the method. Holding the book in his hand, he was studying it seriously.Suddenly a gust of wind blew in, Zhao Chuang raised his head and saw King Qin standing at the door.King Qin was dressed in a black brocade robe, murderous and menacing, with a fierce look in his eyes, staring at him.

King Qin sneered twice, and said in a cold tone, "Zhao Chuang, are you still interested in reading?"

Zhao Chuang: "...Because it's not time for dinner yet."

King Qin walked over in two steps, reached out and knocked the book in Zhao Chuang's hand to the ground. His whole body was full of anger, like a raging lion.Suddenly, the furious lion stretched out its right hand and tightly grabbed Zhao Chuang's neck.

"You're about to die, yet you're still in the mood to read?" King Qin said sternly.

Zhao Chuang breathed less and less breath, his face turned from pale to blue, Duan Wang suddenly let go of him, threw him on the bed, and laughed crazily.

"This king really thinks highly of you. How could Li Ci be willing to exchange eight cities for you?! In his eyes, you are nothing, and he doesn't care about your life!" King Qin laughed loudly.

Zhao Chuang's expression didn't change at all: "Eight cities...Only you believe it." If Li Cizhen exchanged him with eight cities, Zhao Chuang would be shocked.Zhao Chuang had known for a long time that it was impossible for Li Ci to exchange eight cities for him, so that promise could only be a conspiracy. Now it seems that it is as he expected.Zhao Chuang was not disappointed in his heart, but thought that it was so.

The King of Qin gave him a weird look: "Aren't you sad? Do you know that Li Ci is sending you to death by doing this?! He is doing this to force the King to kill you!"

Zhao Chuang looked at King Qin: "Then are you going to kill me?"

The King of Qin drew out his sword and put it on Zhao Chuang's neck, with a smile on his lips: "Of course I want it. I want to see it. If I really kill you, will my brother really be indifferent?"

"He may thank you."

King Qin gave him a suspicious look.

"If you kill Lao Tzu, Tan Yun Sanzhou will belong to him." Zhao Chuang said.

"If you don't kill you, the whole world will think that this king is a coward!"

After Qin Wang finished speaking, his subordinates suddenly exerted force, and Zhao Chuang only saw a flash of sword light!