Yangyue

Yan Donglai quickly dodged backwards, his arms rushed to block his chest, Gongsun He slapped his arm with a palm, and the wind was still unabated, Yan Donglai was repelled dozens of steps, his sleeves were ripped apart, and his hands were bruised , bleeding profusely.

Yan Donglai's complexion was pale, he knew that he was no match for the martial arts of the man in front of him, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on.After several back and forth, Yan Donglai's body was covered with scars. Gongsun He clasped his shoulders with both hands and whipped his chest and abdomen. Yan Donglai was severely beaten to the ground. Gongsun He stepped on him and held Yan Donglai in one hand. The hair lifted his upper body and grabbed his neck with one hand.

Yan Donglai's whole body was like a blood gourd, he lost his strength after struggling for a few times, just now he had suffered a few moves from Gongsun He, and now he was seriously injured, and the energy he emitted was more than the energy he took in.

Gongsun He looked down at him, bent down and whispered in his ear, and said with a sinister smile: "You are also considered a generation of quack doctors. It is a pity that you died in such a state of embarrassment. If you are willing to beg me to spare your life, Mr. Huo Qiao It's not that I can't save your life, how about it?"

Yan Donglai coughed twice, and said with a hoarse smile: "That old Huo Qiao...I'm not even worthy of carrying shoes for grandpa!"

Gongsun He twisted Yan Donglai's arms violently, and there was a crisp sound from both arms. Yan Donglai roared in pain, his face was suddenly covered with veins, and his elbows were twisted into a weird angle.

Gongsun He: "As a doctor, the most important thing is the arm, right? Are you still stubborn?"

Yan Donglai's mouth was full of bloody froth, he raised his head abruptly, spit on Gongsun He's collar with a mouthful of blood mixed with spit, and said, "Bah! Give it to your grandpa, I'll be happy!"

Gongsun He coldly swept away the filth on his collar, killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes: "I don't know what to do!"

Yan Donglai closed his eyes suddenly, and in an instant, a long sword pierced towards Gongsun He with the momentum of piercing the wind. Gongsun He stared at him, leaving Yan Donglai behind, and jumped up the tree quickly and lightly.

The long sword pierced into a tree trunk dozens of steps away, and the blade trembled for a moment. Gongsun He looked around, and a figure came quickly, checked several moves with Gongsun He, and finally fell to the ground.

The night was thick, and Gongsun He couldn't see the face of the other party clearly for a while, until the dark clouds slowly drifted away and a few rays of moonlight shone, and the person who came showed his appearance.

After a few moves just now, Gongsun He has a certain degree of grasp of this person's martial arts. The martial arts of this person is good, but not high-strength. Even if he has reservations, it is not a fear for him.

After seeing the appearance clearly, Gongsun He was more convinced of his own thoughts. He laughed twice and said, "Isn't this the court guard Duan Tongzhi? Why, the gate guard wants to come to the martial arts now?"

The person who came was Duan Rufeng.

Duan Rufeng looked up at Gongsun He. He knew that he was no match for the opponent in martial arts. There were two opponents. Yan Donglai was seriously injured and unable to move. He couldn't handle it alone, but he didn't show the slightest clue.

Seeing Duan Rufeng calm as usual, Gongsun He said in a deep voice, "Lord Duan is truly courageous, but it's a pity that it's not a good thing to be brave without strategy."

Duan Rufeng smiled softly and said, "Of course I won't be so stupid as to come to my death alone."

Hearing this, Gongsun He frowned, and immediately held his breath vigilantly to perceive the surroundings for a moment. He has the Feihe Kungfu and his senses are extremely keen. It is impossible for someone to hide around without being noticed by him.

bluff?Or is there really someone else?

Gongsun He had to be vigilant, if it was Fang Wuzhu and Henry Zhang who came, any one of them could make him die without a place to bury him.

Gongsun He: "Lord Duan, there is no need to bluff."

Duan Rufeng remained silent, just pulled out a firework from his clothes, and shot out with an internal force with his fingertips, sparks ignited from the tail of the firework, and flew up into the sky with a "swoosh", dragging a trail of light.

Gongsun He stared, there is a signal!

The bright yellow sparks instantly dyed the surrounding bushes golden, and Gongsun He spat hard. If Fang Wuzhu and others saw this signal, they would rush over sooner or later.

Forget it, this time let him stay for a while longer.

Gongsun He glanced at Yan Donglai, who was half dead on the ground, and finally shouted at Ji Sheng: "Get out!"

Ji Sheng didn't care about Yan Donglai's life or death, but seeing Gongsun He retreating so quickly, he snorted coldly, turned around and followed Gongsun He and disappeared into the jungle in the blink of an eye.

After confirming that Gongsun He and Ji Sheng had left, Duan Rufeng slowly relaxed his tight fists hidden in his sleeves, and he quickly turned around and ran towards Yan Donglai, with a few drops of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

He lost to Gongsun He in martial arts, the only thing he could do was to make him think that Fang Wuzhu and others would come.

Fang Wuzhu told Duan Rufeng the location of Yan's Village before, when he came, he brought a small firework with him just in case, but the terrain here is closed, the fireworks are not big enough, it might be difficult to see Yan's Village.

Unexpectedly, in the nick of time, this little firework still saved their lives.

Yan Donglai had passed out, Duan Rufeng quickly squatted down and checked his pulse to confirm that he was still alive, Dang even put him on his back, took back his sword, and hurried towards Yanjiazhuang.

The location of Yanjiazhuang is very hidden, and Duan Rufeng is not familiar with this place, so he can only vaguely rely on the location mentioned in Fang Wuzhu's letter, and use all his lightness to rush there quickly.

After nearly two quarters of an hour, Duan Rufeng finally caught sight of a corner of the Yanjiazhuang's villa. He landed on the eaves of the villa. A gatekeeper saw him and thought he was a thief. He was about to rush forward. Not many, shouted loudly: "Quick! Save people!"

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the house in the courtyard opened suddenly. Dong Zhitao stood by the steps and took a closer look, suddenly pale with shock.

Duan Rufeng put Yan Donglai on his back on the ground in the yard. Dong Zhitao ran over anxiously, and quickly checked Yan Donglai's pulse. Yan Donglai's internal organs were injured in many places, and he was bleeding too much, which made him 12 dangerous.

"Master..." Dong Zhitao looked at Yan Donglai's seriously injured body and arms, and lost his voice, "How could this be..."

A sound of footsteps came from outside the door, the courtyard door was pulled open, Fang Wuzhu walked into the courtyard, Henry Zhang also followed behind him, the two were shocked when they saw Duan Rufeng in the courtyard.

Seeing Yan Donglai covered in blood, Fang Wuzhu's expression suddenly became gloomy. He quickly walked to Yan Donglai's side, carried him into the room, and first sealed off several important acupuncture points on his body connected to important organs, and Dong Zhitao quickly calmed down. Start medication to stop the bleeding.

Half an hour later, Yan Donglai was almost out of danger for his life, but he still didn't wake up from the coma.

After confirming that Yan Donglai was fine, Fang Wuzhu walked out of the room. Henry Zhang and Duan Rufeng were waiting in the corridor. Seeing him coming out, Henry Zhang hurried forward and asked him how Yan Donglai was injured.

Fang Wuzhu said in a deep voice: "There is no fear of life, but the injury is very serious."

Henry Zhang's heart tightened, Yan Donglai was Fang Wuzhu's friend for many years, he could clearly feel the killing intent and anger surging in Fang Wuzhu's voice.

Fang Wuzhu turned to look at Duan Rufeng: "Master Duan, what happened?"

Duan Rufengxuan told the two of them about what happened in the forest, Fang Wuzhu and Xiao Yangyue soon recognized that they were Gongsun He and Ji Sheng.

"Ji Sheng..." The blue veins on Xiao Yangyue's arm suddenly tightened, he tightly held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and said coldly, "Death is worthy...he is no longer worthy of these four words. It seems that I don't need what the master said." Listen again."

"Master Duan, thank you for your help." Fang Wuzhu said, "Yan Donglai is too seriously injured, and he must not follow us into danger again. After dawn, I will find a secluded place in the town to send him, and find some doctors to take care of him. He also troubles Lord Duan to protect him, and when he gets better, please ask Lord Duan to take him to Zhuang Ying's side so that he can cultivate well."

Hearing Fang Wuzhu's words, Henry Zhang's heart tightened.

Duan Rufeng understood Fang Wuzhu's meaning, he frowned for a moment, and said: "I came this time because I was worried about you two. Master Fang has not recovered yet, right? If there is no Doctor Yan, Master Fang plans to how?"

Duan Rufeng's words really expressed the worries in Henry Zhang's heart.

Xiao Yangyue is not a person who understands righteousness, Yan Donglai has helped them a lot, and he also regards Yan Donglai as a friend who can be trusted, but in his heart, Fang Wuzhu is all he cares about.

Xiao Yangyue only wanted Fang Wuzhu to be by his side well, now that Yan Donglai was injured, and Fang Wuzhu was short of the last treatment, Dong Zhitao might not be able to do it alone, what should Fang Wuzhu's body do?

"We can no longer stay here." Fang Wuzhu said, "Tomorrow Yan Donglai will be resettled, and we will leave immediately. The remaining residents in the village must also evacuate after dawn."

Henry Zhang frowned and said: "But..."

"Yangyue, I know you are worried about me." Fang Wuzhu looked at him firmly, "I will not act recklessly."

Duan Rufeng knew that Fang Wuzhu had plans of his own, so he nodded and replied: "I understand, I will take good care of Dr. Yan in the next few days."

Duan Rufeng and Fang Wuzhu are friends, some are friends, and there are not many worries between friends, but Henry Zhang is different, he has too many worries, even if Fang Wuzhu comforts him, he can't rest assured.

Henry Zhang pinched his palms hard, the worry in his eyes was shocking.

Inside the house, Yan Donglai's arms were fixed by wooden boards and bandages. Dong Zhitao sat by the bed and applied the ground medicine powder to the wound on his body. Yan Donglai let out a hoarse breath and slowly opened his heavy eyes.

"Master, you're awake." Dong Zhitao felt relieved a little, and carefully fed Yan Donglai some water with a clean wet handkerchief, "Master, you are injured too badly, and there are still a few bones that are not connected, we have to wait for you to wake up." I can only pick it up, I will call Mr. Fang to come."

Dong Zhitao got up and walked out of the house, but Yan Donglai suddenly stopped her.

Dong Zhitao: "Master?"

"Zhitao..." Yan Donglai said weakly and hoarsely, "Remember... one walks away from the hall, two connects to the hanging pivot, and three reaches the gate of life... Yang Gang returns to his place."

Dong Zhitao was startled, and after saying this, Yan Donglai couldn't bear it any longer, closed his eyes again, tilted his head and fell asleep.Dong Zhitao checked his pulse quickly, and confirmed that he was just lethargic, with lingering fears, and sat down on the bench beside him with a pale face.

What the master just said is the four most important acupuncture points in the body of a martial arts practitioner, which are located in the center of the meridian.

Dong Zhitao's medical skills are far inferior to Yan Donglai's. Although her master has taught her the acupuncture techniques in the secret art of martial arts, she has not yet fully mastered them. At that time, the master was thinking about the future, and was not in a hurry.

Now, the master's arm has been injured and cannot be recovered in a short time, and the acupuncture and medicine required by Broken Bone and Blossom are so delicate, even more subtle than the method used to save Mr. Xia back then.

Can she really do it alone?

Dong Zhitao stared fixedly at Yan Donglai on the couch, and finally, she stroked her hollow eye socket under a layer of blindfold, and the anxiety and uneasiness in her heart slowly dissipated.

No matter what, she is the only one who can help Lord Fang and Lord Xiao. Whether it is to repay the kindness of the two of them and Master, or for her own hatred, she must do all this for Master. This is her great responsibility and her responsibility determination.