true identity

Chapter49

The door of the medical hall was half closed, and the four lanterns hanging beside the horizontal plaque read "Save, Die, Help, Injury" respectively.

Guanhai Town has a lot of people, and they usually deal with bruises. Tonight, when they encountered a dying patient, the doctor bit the bullet and resorted to all kinds of martial arts to save people.

The medicine boy lit several candles for illumination, and the sound of footsteps running back and forth followed the doctor's orders.The doctor's instructions were urgent and short, like notes plucked on a pipa, which entered the ears of Zhao Ci, who was guarding outside, and broke his heart into two halves.Half of it fell on Jiang Yanyi inside, and the other half faced Yi Zu and his two subordinates.

The second soldier raised the knife and took a step first, and the heavy knife made a clanging sound on the ground, which scared the surrounding people back three steps in unison.

"Boy, don't think that these tricks can trick us. When I was in the Mieguang Tuzhai in Hedong with 31 people, you didn't know where you were breastfeeding." Yizu said.

Zhao Ci ignored his provocation, picked up the saber in his hand, and slowly stroked the texture of the shell.There are extremely exquisite patterns on the scabbard, and there are also paintings of unknown animals. Auspicious clouds are crawling at its feet.

Who would have thought that there is a tough and soft sword wrapped in the outer shell of this bag, soft enough to draw clouds and draw the moon, sharp enough to cut iron like mud.

like its owner.

A secret smile flashed in Zhao Ci's eyes, and the next moment his sharp gaze was directed at Yi Zu like a falcon, and the unsheathed sword in his hand reflected the icy cold light.He sternly said: "I spared you twice before, and now you still want to continue courting death?"

The two subordinates who had lingering fears shrank for half a minute. They looked at each other, and finally turned to the second soldier.

The second soldier snorted, raised his chin pointingly at them, kicked his heavy knife at the same time, and rushed towards him: "Boy, don't talk big." It's like when a tiger comes out of the cage.

"Hell has no gate." Zhao Ci immediately fought with him.

After receiving the order, the two subordinates rushed towards the medical hall like arrows from the bow.

One of them stepped up the steps in a hurry, and before he had time to push the door open, he suddenly let out a pitiful cry and lowered himself down to hug his left leg.

The adults watching quickly covered the child's eyes, picked up the child and turned to leave.

The crowd, who was originally watching a martial arts show, instantly burst into an uproar like a frying pan.

The silver hairpin ran across his calf, and the blood stained the steps all over the floor.The bone-piercing pain made him cry out in horror: "My leg! My leg is broken!" The man behind him took a closer look, only to find that the hairpin penetrated more than just muscles. He stepped on the steps His calf was no longer a straight line, like a broken branch, held in his hands at a deformed angle.

The hair scarf was torn off and fell to the ground, and the black hair that had not been fixed by the hairpin hung down the back.Zhao Ci's hair was blown by the night wind, and he rolled up to avoid Yi Zu's attack.The hair that was left behind was cut off by the sharp blade, and the remaining hair tails of different lengths were swept around Zhao Ci's waist.

Seeing the miserable scene of his subordinates, and thinking of the pawns who had been folded one after another, Pawn Yi trembled with anger.Although Xiao Ze's bid was high, this transaction would be considered a loss to grandma's family.Now only he and one other person are left in his five-star formation, how much time will it take to cultivate it?

"Ants and rats, you want to take advantage of my unpreparedness to hurt the son of Jianjian Villa, who gave you the courage?" Zhao Ci looked at the mourning subordinates, and brushed his long hair behind his head with one hand.

The long hair is not restrained, and it is really cumbersome to shake and cover the eyes during the fight.He simply didn't do anything, just grabbed the lock of hair and cut it off with a sword, leaving shoulder-length short hair standing in the crowd and looking directly at the second soldier: "Whoever dares to step on that step will end up like him."

He hooked his hands provocatively at the second soldier, and the two intertwined again.The weapons collided with fierce sparks, and Zhao Ci, who was less troubled, was as relaxed as a flying swallow.His light-handed movements, his up and down movements made Yi pawns turn round and round, his green clothes flickered in the blushing light, his graceful posture was like an exiled fairy playing a tiger.

Everyone who was about to leave stopped and turned around to continue watching.

The child inserted between the gaps made a "wow" sound.

"This little brother is so good-looking, he shouldn't be a bad guy." The woman's shy voice commented there.

"Who did he say the old man healed?"

"The young owner of Zhujian Villa?" A voice interrupted the discussion.

"Forging Sword Villa?!"

"Hey, obviously the young master also left a mark, why is there no one?" A group of men in the same color clothes came, and one of the younger grades ran to the front and asked the leader.

The leader patted him on the shoulder: "Look again, the boss won't say anything, there must be something tricky."

Then the taller one held his sword and thought: "The boss looked flustered. He shook his head when we asked about the young master's room, and looked at us furtively. It seems that he has done something wrong. thing."

"I hope nothing will happen." The young man who asked the question at the beginning sighed.

The leader noticed the applause from the crowd in front of him: "What's the matter, there shouldn't be entertainers on this road?"

In front of the medical hall, people from the inner three floors and the outer three floors were already surrounded, and a certain big man in the last circle nervously clenched his fists and encouraged him: "Get out of the way! Yes, yes, be careful of the incision. The young man still has two brushes."

The person next to him shook his head and judged: "The end of the battle."

The young one probed his head: "It seems very exciting!"

The tall man photographed the young man who jumped up: "It's important to find the young master."

"Are you saying that the one inside is really the young master of Zhujian Villa? How did he get to such a low level? It must be a fake."

"It's fake, it must be fake. What's the origin of Zhujian Villa? You didn't see that the person just entered sideways. How could it be Zhujian Villa——ah, who are you!" The onlookers shouted angrily. Wanting to grab the little young theory at the back, when he saw the swords around their waists, he immediately fell silent.

The few people in the outermost circle were pushed away by the leader.They forced their way through the crowded crowd and rushed into the circle.

Dexterity can only gain the upper hand for a while, and the long-term confrontation gradually reveals the advantage of Yi Zuo. Although Zhao Ci's martial arts gradually unblocked, he lacks combat experience after all.The momentum is like a tiger in one blow, and then declines and exhausts. At present, Zhao Cizhu's momentum has been greatly reduced by half. After throwing away his weapon, he is slowly suppressed by the proud arm strength of the second soldier.

The leader hurriedly asked the others: "Where is the young owner of Zhujian Villa?"

"It is said that it is inside?" The onlookers were not very clear, pointing to the gate of the medical hall.

The two B soldiers on the steps hugged their bloody legs and wailed, not daring to move.The drug boy's head poked out from the crack of the door, trying to take a horrified glance at the battle situation and met the eyes of the leader, so he shrank back immediately in fright.

The leader picked up the long sword stuck on the steps.

It was Jiang Yanyi who carried the sword with her.

"It's the young master's saber!" The young boy said excitedly.

The leader, who didn't know the previous situation, ignored the fight and wanted to rush into the hospital. Zhao Citeng appeared and raised his hands and clapped.

Zhao Ci, who was red-eyed, was exhausted, and now he was only thinking about guarding the gate, so that no one could go in and interfere with the doctor's treatment.I am divided, and the leader's words just now have fallen on deaf ears.

With a menacing palm, the leader put his feet on the ground to stop him from retreating, and clasped his fists in both hands and said to Zhao Ci, "We are the guards of Zhujian Villa. I don't know who is your brother?"

"Casting Sword Villa..." Mang realized the identity of the other party in an instant, and Zhao Ci's heart, which had been tense for a long time, suddenly lightened.But Feng Yin would not put down his offensive just because the guards from Zhujian Villa came, and Yi Zuo's big knife followed.Zhao Ci quickly reminded the guard leader: "Be careful!"

The leader of the guards didn't eat anything, and kicked the second soldier away while dodging.

As soon as he gave an order, the rest of the people rushed to help.

The assistance of fresh blood is the enemy's wheel tactics for the second soldier, no matter how brave he is, he will lose his strength.The muscles in both hands were stretched to the point of being sore, swollen and numb, as if it wasn't me, and the movements that were supposed to be easy are now done like a mountain.

Could it be that the game is halfway to the end?

Not reconciled...

Two subordinates who had injured their left and right feet jumped forward with support: "Boss..."

Both of them were sweating and pale.

However, no matter how unwilling you are, you will not be able to succeed.

Yi Zu almost gritted his iron teeth, in order to avoid any more losses, he took the two of them away without hesitation.

"Don't leave!" Zhao Ci wanted to stop him.

The crowd automatically parted ways with Yi Zuo and others who were full of evil spirits.Yi Zu turned a deaf ear to Zhao Ci's call.

Zhao Ci wanted to continue chasing him, but the doctor inside raised his voice, "Where are the family members of the patient?"

After chasing for a few steps, Zhao Ci hurriedly braked and turned around and rushed into the medical hall: "I, I, I, I am here!" He almost rushed to Jiang Yanyi's bed, but was stopped by the guards and the drug boy in Zhujian Villa.

Jiang Yanyi's complexion was pale, her lips were bleak, but luckily her chest was still heaving.

The stone hanging from his heart finally fell to the ground, and Zhao Ci felt pain all over his body.His tiger's mouth holding the sword has been split open, and the bloody and miserable appearance made the drug boy grin his teeth and couldn't bear to look directly at him.

When the internal force is withdrawn, the legs immediately soften into noodles.Zhao Cixi panted and asked the doctor about Jiang Yanyi's situation.

The doctor replied: "The patient was in a very bad condition when he came in. Fortunately, although the sword wound on the back was bleeding profusely, all the blood flowed outside, and there was not much blood accumulation in the chest, which was helpful for his later stage. recover."

Zhao Ci let out a long breath, and the doctor said again: "However, the patient seems to be poisoned, and the poison is venomous and thorny. It's giving me a headache."

Several guards of Zhujian Villa were shocked: "Poisoned?!"

The doctor nodded, looked at Jiang Yanyi regretfully, then shook his head and sighed again: "The wound can be healed, but the poison is hard to remove. It is estimated that his time is numbered... Take care of him well, don't mess around."

The young man couldn't hold back at first, and jumped up to the doctor and asked: "What kind of poison, I don't believe that there are still poisons that can't be cured in the whole world."

"How do I know what the poison is? You should ask the patient's family." The angry young man couldn't be offended, and the doctor shrank his neck and raised his chin at Zhao Ci.

All eyes immediately focused on Zhao Ci.

He was leaning against the bed in a blue dress, his tired head was drooping with broken hair on his shoulders, and his neck was thin and fragile exposed under the weird short hair.He has broad shoulders, thin waist and tall stature, but his sweaty face shimmers slightly under the candlelight.The weird sense of contradiction made everyone not know how to speak for a while.

But no one dared to underestimate him, after all, the confrontation between him and Yi Zuo just now was so wonderful that it was unforgettable.

Is this person a family member of the young master?What family?

They looked at each other.