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Along the way, Fang Jianzhi sneaked a few glances at Qi Ping, who made Qi Ping uncomfortable, and said straight to the point: "Brother Fang, just speak up if you have something to say."

"I'm sorry, I was rude," Fang Jianzhi cupped his hands, with apologetic expression on his face: "I was just thinking that the little brother looks young, but his mind is mature."

"The growth environment is different," Qi Ping said nonsense, after all, he can't say that he is also a veteran who has been struggling for more than 20 years.

But this sentence left Fang Jianzhi a lot of room for imagination, he hesitantly put his arms around Qi Ping's shoulders, and even tugged in his arms, wanting to give Qi Ping some encouragement.

"Brother Fang, don't...don't do this," Qi Ping hurriedly imitated Mu Xiaoque's usual movements, and pulled Fang Jianzhi's hand off.

He automatically stood in the distance, and said in a low voice, "It's easy to be misunderstood by my family. When he gets angry, everyone has nothing to eat."

"What is that man sneaking up on the roof for? He followed him all the way."

"Yeah, I've already looked at him several times, is it a sneak attack from the Demonic Dao!"

Hearing this, Qi Ping immediately raised his head to look for it, but he stumbled in shock, staggered several steps forward, and threw the wine jar in his arms onto the stretcher.

Fortunately, Fang Jianzhi stretched out his hand to grab him in time, and then hugged him, so that no major disaster was caused.

"What's the matter, Brother Seven?" Fang Jianzhi looked curiously at the roof of the building, wondering what kind of person could scare the other party like this.

Looking at each other, he immediately turned his eyes away and said: "Seventh brother, I think this person is very dangerous, why don't we join hands to catch him and see what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd."

"If you dare to touch him, I'll fight with you!" Qi Ping quickly straightened up and pushed Fang Jianzhi away, straightened his clothes, stepped on the stool in front of the nearby shop, and flew to Mu Xiaoque's side.

Qi Ping took Mu Xiaoque's hand, sprinted on the roof for a while, picked up a place where there was no one, flew down to the ground, and blocked Mu Xiaoque in the alley, "Are you worried about me? I knew I was special."

"Let's get down to business," Mu Xiaoque pulled out her hand and leaned against the wall with her arms folded, "Did it happen by someone in the devil's way?"

Qi Ping took out a dart wrapped in a handkerchief from his bosom. The dart was black in color, obviously poisonous.

Mu Xiaoque looked down for a moment, and saw a skull printed on the body of the dart, "It is indeed a hidden weapon of the Death Demon Sect."

"This kind of thing is easy to imitate, isn't it?" Qi Ping shook the thing in his hand, frowning: "Is the magic way really going to mess with the entire martial arts world? That's right!"

He turned his head to inspect the surrounding environment, leaned into Mu Xiaoque's ear and relayed what Fang Jianzhi said one by one.

"Is it necessary to whisper?" Mu Xiaoque's ears were burning hot from the smoke, and he couldn't help but ask sincerely.

"I just want to tease you," Qi Ping smiled, with a hint of complacency and embarrassment hidden in his eyes, and then under Mu Xiaoque's cold gaze, he immediately returned to normal.

Mu Xiaoque asked: "You seem to have some ideas."

Qi Ping grinned, and said, "Do you still remember the Qingyang faction's practice of framing? Now that there are conflicts in the world, and the relationship between righteousness and evil has reached a freezing point, there is no guarantee that there will be no third hand guiding it."

"Who do you think?" Mu Xiaoque asked with great interest, and at the same time stretched his hand to Qi Ping's ear naturally, until he touched the other's skin, he didn't react.

Mu Xiaoque paused, but under Qi Ping's curious eyes, he relaxed instead, gently picked up Qi Ping's sideburns that fell by his ears and put them behind his ears, explaining: "A strand of hair fell down."

"It was a fight," Qi Ping pursed his lips and chuckled, and conveniently stuffed the wine jar into Mu Xiaoque's arms, grabbed his hair and tied it up again.

At the same time, he proudly narrated his deduction to Mu Xiaoque: "I actually have some doubts about Beishan. Now that the devil and the ghost who always chase us are the only ones who don't come here for Yu Ruyi, but are fighting with the devil. It is also Beishan who has made the biggest profit.”

"So, Beishan was robbed of a property," Mu Xiaoque nodded, "It may be that a certain force in the three parties of the devil knew about Beishan's deeds."

"But the only thing I don't understand is why Beishan would directly eliminate the evil way." Qi Ping sighed, slightly arched his back, and said dejectedly: "It's time to remind you once you enter the rivers and lakes."

"There are two advantages to Beishan's doing this." Mu Xiaoque seemed to be a good talker, and sorted out Qi Ping one by one: "One can secretly destroy the trust between the righteous way; It is not only difficult but also extremely dangerous for Beishan to fight righteousness with his own strength, but if he protects the demon first, then at this time, he and the demon will fight together."

"Damn, why is my Que'er so powerful!" Qi Ping leaned forward against Mu Xiaoque's shoulder and shook his head, feeling very good about himself.

It seems that the smart person is not Mu Xiaoque but himself, if he is not afraid of being beaten, he really wants to take Mu Xiaoque outside and shout, "Look, my family!"

...............

The two returned to the North Chamber where the Xuanxiu faction of the Zhou family was located, and first went to Xiaobao to have a look.

There was a disciple guarding the door, and when he saw the two people coming, his expression was a little gloomy: "Forgive me, the doctor is treating inside, Xiaobao doesn't want to see anyone now."

Mu Xiaoque and Qi Ping looked at each other, took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms and handed it over, "This is medicine for burns, please pass it on to Xiaobao."

Suddenly, a roar came from somewhere far downstairs, which sounded very much like Murong Jin's voice.

The two froze at the same time, and immediately ran towards the stairs, stood on the stairs and looked down, at this time, the downstairs was already in chaos.

Murong Jin grabbed an old man's wrist and started a fight with someone. The old man was caught in the middle, holding his head and trembling with fright.

There were fights, booing, and female disciples who were about to cry, accusing each other noisily and abusing each other.

Looking in along the group of people who were fighting, the door of a guest room was wide open, and a seriously injured disciple was lying on the bed, shaking constantly.

Mu Xiaoque jumped down and pushed away the red-eyed disciples one by one, while Qi Ping stood in the middle protecting the old man with a sword in his hand, his muscles tensed, ready to fight at any time.

He coldly glanced at the people on both sides who were already injured, "What are you guys doing here?"

"Ask him." Murong Jin pointed at the person opposite with red eyes, "My junior brother sees that there are many dangers, and they insist on robbing us."

Qi Ping looked over, only to realize that he was still an acquaintance, and the Tianshan School's flowers never faded.

"Oh! Your junior brother is a human being, but my junior brother is not," Hua Buluo picked up the vase placed on the corridor and threw it at Murong Jin. There were screams, and the two parties wanted to rush up again.

Mu Xiaoque snatched the sword from Qi Ping's hand and slammed it across the old man's neck. Everyone froze for a moment, then Qi Qi's face changed drastically, and he pointed at him and began to curse.

"Call me for killing this old man again!" Qi Ping shouted loudly, the lights on both sides turned off immediately, and they looked at him tremblingly.

Murong Jin's lips trembled twice, and he let out a choked moan.

Mu Xiaoque looked at both sides impatiently, "What's going on?"

Hua Buluo glared at Mu Xiaoque angrily, pointed at Murong Jin and shouted: "My junior brother was injured by demons and monsters, and he was poisoned by their liver and intestines. Zhou Mingde then sent Miracle Doctor Xue to come over to take a look, but Murong Jin half-said Robbed."

"Put your grandma's shit on," Qi Ping was taken aback. This Murong Jin, who was acting like a gentleman, would even curse at others.

He pointed at Miracle Doctor Xue and said angrily: "This Miracle Doctor Xue was obviously invited by my senior brother, but you bastards insisted that Zhou Mingde sent it! Shameless thing!"

"Wrong, wrong," Miracle Doctor Xue patted his chest with trembling hands, looked at Murong Jin and said, "This little brother was indeed sent by the Patriarch of the Zhou family. As for the senior brother you mentioned, I have never seen him before." .”

Hua Buluo shook his sleeves, and cupped his hands at Mu Xiaoque: "Brother, it's time to return the miracle doctor to me this time, my junior brother's life can no longer be delayed."

"Offend me, I will try my best to procrastinate the situation here. If it ends there, please work hard again." Mu Xiaoque put down her sword, bowed to Divine Doctor Xue, turned around and was about to leave.

"Young hero, please stay." Divine doctor Xue grabbed Mu Xiaoque's sleeve, "I have healed the liver and intestines, and the only way is to need three people with high internal strength, but the real qi is separated from the body. Forced to come out, so it will delay time, please prepare in advance."

"Hurry up and invite Master Wu Jing from next door!" The voices from both sides sounded at the same time again, Hua Buluo squinted her eyes and looked at Murong Jin for a moment, the veins on the back of her clenched fist bulged.

In the next second, he pulled out a sword from the bamboo flute hanging on his waist, apparently already so angry that he wanted to kill him.

"Brother Hua, how many people are missing?" Mu Xiaoque stopped Murong Jin from drawing his sword, and looked at Hua Buluo, "If there is only one missing, I will go there as soon as I finish."

"Thank you!" Hua Buluo put back the two knives, led Miracle Doctor Xue away without even looking at Murong Jin.

"Go ask Master Wu Jing, and hurry up to find your senior brother!" Mu Xiaoque pushed Murong Jin away and entered the guest room, Qi Ping quickly followed, lit the candle on the table and carried it to the bedside to illuminate Mu Xiaoque.

"I beg you to save my senior brother," a female disciple of Xuanxiu Sect's eyes were swollen from crying, her face was full of panic, and she just kept pleading by grabbing Mu Xiaoque's sleeve.

"Girl," Qi Ping pushed the woman's hand away: "You grab his sleeve, how can he save your brother? Don't cry, let's go."

The face of the person lying on the bed was covered with sweat, the quilt under him was wet, and his eyes were half-closed.

Mu Xiaoque took off his underwear and observed his chest for a while, only to see blue and purple lines slowly spreading towards the position of the heart, which was consistent with the situation of the Qi family.

Mu Xiaoque took out a few silver needles from her bosom, put them on the fire and roasted them, inserted the silver needles around the position of the heart, and inserted another needle into the man's right index finger, then slowly twisted the needles out .

I saw a stream of bruised, purple and foul-smelling blood flowing down from the index finger. After repeated several times, the toxin not only stopped spreading, but even retracted a lot.

"The poisoning is too deep. For the time being, I can only protect the heart veins and reduce the pain." Mu Xiaoque took a big gulp of the water Qi Ping handed him, and sweat dripped from his forehead. Obviously, using this method is not what it seems on the surface. It's so easy to get up.

"Let's go," Mu Xiaoque put the teacup on the table, glanced at the dim sum next to her, raised her head and walked out as if nothing had happened, and said in a slightly weak tone, "Go to the Tianshan School and have a look."

Qi Ping narrowed his eyes, and immediately picked up a plate of dim sum on the table.

Hesitating for a moment, he turned his head and looked at the group of people around the bed who had no time to take care of the patients and didn't look hungry, he picked up the remaining plate of snacks and chased after Mu Xiaoque.

Qi Ping waited beside Mu Xiaoque with a plate, and said softly: "Que'er, you're starving, you haven't eaten all day, and you have to detoxify someone, hurry up and fill your stomach."

Mu Xiaoque looked around, there were too many changes today, no one in the corridor had time to hang around at this time, he exhaled, grabbed a mung bean cake and put it in his mouth, sighed contentedly.

"Is it delicious?" Qi Ping swallowed, and Mu Xiaoque nodded while chewing a big mouthful. Although her expression didn't change, she was somehow happy.

Mu Xiaoque picked up another plate of red bean cakes and stuffed it into a mouthful. The sticky red bean filling overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and Qi Ping slobbered loudly, wanting to eat it.

Hearing the sound, Mu Xiaoque finally remembered that there was also a person beside him who had been hungry all day. He grabbed the red bean cakes and fed them to Qi Ping, saying vaguely: "You eat too."

Qi Ping scolded his mother while eating, no wonder his Queer is so happy, this thing is really amazing.

He gulped it down, then quickly raised his chin towards the mung bean cake, and ate it with Mu Xiaoque all the way, eating it to the fullest.

Arriving at the Tianshan School site, Mu Xiaoque took out a handkerchief to wipe her mouth, and transformed into a decent young talent again.

Someone was waiting for him in front of him, and when he saw him appear, he immediately greeted him with a smile.