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The process of applying the medicine must have lasted for a long time before. Zhuang Weiliao came out of the room after a while. Su Huai hugged the bottles and cans, sighed, closed the door, and muttered: "What a f*cking wonder!" Well, I’ve been blowing the wind in my ears for five years, is it useless, the headmaster has only been talking for a few days and it’s so easy to use?”

Zhuang Weiliao was still the same, unscrupulously making waves in Shen Wenlan's minefield: "The mouth of the master, after all, is the master, his whole body is extraordinary, he must have opened his eyes..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned a corner, and Shen Wenlan was sitting there with his back facing him, facing the Qingshui lotus in the backyard, and said leisurely: "Sorry, no consecration."

Zhuang Weiliao: "..."

He secretly slapped himself, wishing he could go back to three seconds ago and gag himself.

Shen Wenlan turned her head slowly, staring at Su Huai and pouting to the left.Su Huai was afraid that Shen Wenlan was more afraid, and in the face of a catastrophe, they all flew away, so they quickly closed their mouths and ran away.

Zhuang Weiliao wanted to cry, but he stood up straight and dared not say a word. Shen Wenlan turned around and stood up, holding Ningfeng in his arms earnestly, with a chill in every word: "Extraordinary...isn't it?"

Zhuang Weiliao: "..."

"Return to the male eighteenth change?"

Zhuang Weiliao: "..."

Shen Wenlan sneered when he saw that he was sweating profusely without daring to fart, pouted at the open space by the pool in the backyard, and said, "Come on, let's try."

Zhuang Weiliao felt chills in his heart, his words were no different from "Are you there, come out and get beaten".

Su Huai heard Zhuang Weiliao not inferior to Ji Weike's screams just now.

Shen Wenlan walked into the room refreshed, and saw Ji Weike lying on the bed half dead, with a look of lovelessness.Hearing the sound of someone coming in, he turned his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and said with a very bad expression, "Master?"

Seeing him squinting his eyes as hard as possible, Shen Wenlan couldn't help being a little surprised: "I can already see?"

Ji Weike nodded.

Shen Wenlan originally thought that Su Huai was just an unrecognized and lazy Chinese medicine practitioner, but even if he invited experts from the medical school, he might not be able to restore some light to a patient who had been blind for five years on the first day.

Shen Wenlan walked over, sat next to him, and asked, "How much can you see clearly?"

"Not much." Ji Weike said with a dead face, "A small point, most of it is black, and what you can see is very blurry..."

"There aren't many doctors who can do that." Shen Wenlan frowned, seeing his face turn pale, pinched his earlobe, and said, "What's the origin of this kid?"

"I don't know either. I traveled all over the world in those years, and met everyone. I don't remember whether I have seen this person, whether I helped him or not. But don't worry, he has no bad intentions."

"I know." Shen Wenlan could see this, and he said again, "By the way, I will be bait for the meeting in half a month."

Ji Weike sat up when he heard the words, and his face of death faded to pale in an instant: "You think the life is too long!?"

"If I don't fight, who will fight? Now I am the most deterrent, and not many people can beat me."

"Do you think that no one in this world is as powerful as you? Hongjiao has always wanted to be the number one in the world. The left and right guards around the leader are not easy to save fuel. There are also many masters in Xiaoyao Valley. You will definitely be targeted. Then what will happen? manage?"

Against his will, Shen Wenlan said in relief: "Don't worry, although there are many people of comparable strength in this conference, as long as it works, I will retreat in spite of the difficulties. I promise you, okay?"

Ji Weike frowned, and lay down with his back turned to him in a fit of anger: "All right, all right!"

Shen Wenlan chuckled imperceptibly: "Be obedient."

Seven days later, Liu Cangyi lived up to expectations and fell down.He purposely strolled old-fashionedly to the most crowded bounty list at the entrance of Beiyi Mountain Villa. In front of his disciples and many knights, he twisted his expression, bit the prop in his mouth, and spurted out a mouthful of blood that was difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

Liu Guiwang stood still for a stick of incense—to give the incident a little time to ferment.Only then suppressed the long smile in his heart and ran out, a heart-piercing "Father---!!!" resounded throughout the rivers and lakes.

Liu Cangyi almost vomited blood, his acting was so damn similar, he thought he was really dead for a while.

In any case, this is the prelude to the bloody storm.

Liu Guiwang yelled heart-piercingly, and Lao Qian was terrified.He adheres to the principle that if you have deceived the enemy, you must first deceive your own people. The only people in Beiyi who know about this plan in the entire villa are the owner and his son. It is estimated that the empress does not have as many scenes as him.

Shen Wenlan commented objectively: "Why is it the same as mourning?"

Ji Weike just held a beautiful sword flower in his hand. Hearing this, he wanted to laugh, and said, "It's quite similar. They should be more professional in this field."

Shen Wenlan sneered, walked over and reached out to pat his waist, saying: "The move just now was slightly bent, don't be so straight."

Ji Weike snorted, but his eyes were still covered with black cloth, and no light could be seen during the healing period, not even candlelight.But when I take it off occasionally in the middle of the night, I can finally see something, although it is always covered with a thin layer of mist.

Every time Su Huai used up the medicine, he would light incense in this room, which was said to have a calming effect.

As the martial arts conference was approaching, the dosage of the medicine gradually decreased, and finally one day, Su Huai came empty-handed.

"It can be picked."

Ji Weike was surprised that there was no disturbance in his heart.

As Su Huai said, he took off the black cloth for him. Although it happened to be a cloudy day and there was not much sunlight, when the light shone into the five-year darkness, it still looked quite dazzling.

Su Huai knew that there would be physiological tears, so she hurriedly stopped her and said, "Don't wipe it, let it flow."

For no reason, Ji Weike froze with one hand in the air, tears streaming down his face, the scene looked really weird.

"...It seems that I am hypocritical."

Su Huai said in relief: "It's okay for you to be hypocritical once, isn't it?"

Ji Weike almost kicked him out.

This is the first time he has seen what Su Huai looks like.He is indeed good-looking, but with the appearance of a scholarly scholar, he has no combat effectiveness at first glance.

Ji Weike didn't care what Su Huai looked like, he wanted to see Shen Wenlan more.After waiting for a long time, the tears finally disappeared. After blinking a few times, I took a piece of handkerchief that Su Huai handed over, wiped it away, and then covered the other completely useless eye with a black cloth. , immediately rushed out of the room to look for Shen Wenlan.

Su Huai stayed where she was and got used to it.

Shen Wenlan was leaning against a tree in the backyard, feeling uncomfortably touching the skin on the back of her neck that was covered by long hair from childhood to adulthood, her complexion was extremely grim.Hearing the sound of footsteps in the distance, he wiped his face, grabbed Ning Feng at his hand, and turned his head to meet Ji Weike who was looking for him. He saw his eyes looking around, and when he looked here, his eyes lit up, and he knew it clearly. up.

Shen Wenlan reached out and grabbed him: "Is it alright?"

Ji Weike nodded with bright eyes, looked him up and down, and said with emotion, "You've lost weight too."

"I used to live a happy life when I was rich, but suddenly I was in decline, and I only had the chaff as a side dish all of a sudden, so of course I lost weight." Shen Wenlan had no choice but to ask, "How are you doing recently?"

Ji Weike knew what he said was the poison that was still haunting him, "Maybe Su Huai's medicine suppressed it, but there were some auditory hallucinations and a little pain, much better than before."

Shen Wenlan heard that Su Huai was becoming more and more powerful, but he was whetted by his life experience: "What's going on with this person..."

Ji Weike shrugged.He called him again, and seeing that Shen Wenlan was completely absorbed in thinking, he fell silent.Five years have passed, although his voice has not changed, but his complexion has changed a lot. Ji Weike couldn't help but reach out and touch his face.

Only then did Shen Wenlan come to his senses, Ji Weike relied on him not daring to hit him, so he unscrupulously stretched out his hand to pinch his earlobe.

Shen Wenlan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Have you squeezed enough?"

"No."

"Don't pinch it anymore." Seeing that Ji Weike was going to hug his neck with an inch, Shen Wenlan grabbed his wrist and pinched his face with his backhand, blocking his way to touch the back of his neck lightly. hand, "I won't give it recently."

Ji Weike stuck out his tongue: "There are so many problems."

"You're the one who talks too much. Go to sword practice, I'll do something, and I'll see how you practice later."

As Shen Wenlan said, she rubbed his hair casually, and left with Ningfeng.

When Ji Weike heard him passing by, he cursed in a low voice, turned his head and saw him clutching the back of his neck through his hair.

Liu Cangyi lay dead on the bed for a week, and the martial arts tournament kicked off.

Liu Guiwang called a group of disciples who participated in the meeting, and he deliberately wiped the right amount of balm on his face when he got up in the morning, and even repaired his face quite expertly. It is a standard young owner who worries too much.

The tea mother felt distressed enough, but Liu Guiwang had more money than money, and she brought a group of disciples to Liu Cangyi, who seemed to be dying, and the father and son played "The old owner is so miserable" together. play.

"Now that Beiyi is in the limelight... Zhengsheng, I...cough! Going here at this time...is like...fireworks...!"

Liu Cangyi forgot his words, so he coughed and gave him a wink, Liu Guiwang understood, his eyes closed and opened, tears were about to come out, he sniffed his nose, and said in an exaggerated trembling voice: "Father! Stop talking! I You all know...even if it passes away like fireworks, it can't compare to being with me, Bei Yi, for a long time!"

Bai Wenhua, who was watching from the side and changed his appearance, was stunned and mixed with his disciples. He never expected Liu Guiwang to have so many dramas.

Liu Cangyi secretly gave him a thumbs-up, took a big breath, coughed a few times, and continued with a hoarse voice intermittently as if the radio had no signal: "Stupid boy... who...cough! Who can last...for the world... ...The current situation, although it is not my...not my wish...but it is unavoidable...cough!"

Liu Guiwang began to tremble like a sieve, and opened his mouth in a trembling voice: "Father!!"

The disciple behind him cried out to the old owner.

Liu Cangyi bit the blood cells in his mouth, and the blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He trembled like his son, "Jianghu... sinister... my son... if I die today...you...cough! You will... Dance with the tip of the knife...don't love to fight...!"

Liu Guiwang pinched his thigh, tearing his heart out: "Father!!!!!!"

The disciple followed with heart-piercing: "Old owner!!!!!!"

Liu Cangyi stretched out his hands as if stained with Parkinson's, his lips trembling: "My son... my son..."

Then, he bit the blood cell hard, and spewed out a big mouthful of blood.

Liu Guiwang pinched his face so contorted that he yelled, "Father!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The disciple followed: "Old owner!!!!!!!!!"

Bai Wenhua wiped her face, and threw herself at Liu Guiwang, who was crying so hard, and deeply felt how mentally handicapped Juemen is.

You look at others, and then look at yourself, Senior Brother Shen.

Are you saying that you are mentally retarded? Do you have the face to say that people are fighting against the five scum.

Volume Two: The Horn