One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 119
Shen Changan's plan to 'rear soldiers' didn't have a chance to be implemented, and his expression seemed to be a little dignified because of this, but seeing Yan Qingzhi so happy, he immediately clenched his fists and thanked him.

Yan Qingzhi pushed Jun Tongyue to the side of Yan Qingzhu who was approaching, pulled out a large packet of medicine from the pile of things and put it on the ground, and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and put it together with the medicine bag.

"Pills can reduce fever, and herbs can calm down. It's two doses. You can figure it out!"

These medicines are not expensive, even if Shen Changan relied on the debt, Yan Qingzhi would have nothing to lose, and her purpose was not there.

After putting things away, Yan Qingzhi walked towards Shen Changyu in a few steps.

At the same time, Shen Changan stepped forward a few steps and picked up the medicine bag and porcelain bottle that Yan Qingzhi had put down.

The porcelain bottle was opened, and the smell of medicine lingered on the nostrils. After Shen Changan approached and sniffed, he cautiously took out one and took it first.

Ignoring the bitterness of the pill, he sipped the pill in his mouth and chewed it into pieces. After tasting the medicine inside, his eyes brightened. This is indeed what he needs most now!

Except for Yan Qingzhu, no one paid any attention to his small movements.

The attention of everyone in the broken temple was on Yan Qingzhi, only to see Yan Qingzhi walking in front of Shen Changyu step by step.

Yan Qingzhi looked at him without speaking, and looked at each other.

Looking at Yan Qingzhi like this, Shen Changyu's eyes flashed narrowly, the medicine was already in hand, he really didn't need to suffer from Yan Qingzhi's bird's anger!

Yan Qingzhi didn't trust Shen Changyu's character at first, but seeing this, he even guessed the other party's plan.

She raised her head, her eyes were bright, she didn't say a word to the other party, and didn't give Shen Changyu any time to react. Yan Qingzhi raised her hand at the fastest speed in her life, and directly held the narrow knife on Shen Changyu's body. He subconsciously blocked the sound of 'don't' and 'stop' from the surrounding people, and pulled out the narrow knife outrageously.

There was no powder to stop the bleeding, and no one pressed the wound, and Shen Changyu didn't have time to take the wound medicine in advance.

Everything caught him off guard!

The blood tank of the narrow knife was instantly overflowing with blood, and a bright red splashed directly on Yan Qingzhi's body.

Shen Changyu was shocked, he looked down at the bleeding wound, and then at Yan Qingzhi, as if all his strength had been drained, his whole body softened and piled up directly.

The people around him were in a hurry to catch him, some people greeted their companions to stop the bleeding, and some people began to look for cloth strips that were not wet by the rain...

Another person's eyes were red and angry, and with a 'zheng', the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he rushed to the front of Yan Qingzhi in two steps.

That man killed Yi Taotao, and his vicious aura was coming towards Yan Qingzhi!

Yan Qingzhi was expressionless, just looked up at the person who came, his body did not hide, his eyes did not evade, just like a reef by the coast, standing there firmly.

At the same time, a sharp sound of breaking through the air struck, and just as the man's long sword was about to rest on Yan Qingzhi's neck, there was a sudden 'click', and the long sword actually closed.

The man's hand still maintained the posture of drawing the sword, but the hand was empty, a drop of cold sweat fell from his cheek, and there was only the sound of rain in the broken temple.

Yan Qingzhi's tightly clenched hand trembled, and the wound on the tiger's mouth cracked again, revealing bloodstains.

Her gaze moved down slightly, just to see the end of the sword hilt, inlaid with a stone. The stone is just an ordinary stone that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, and it has traces of dirt that cannot be wiped off, but it is firmly embedded. Most of the hard hilt is obviously impossible to take out!
Yan Qingzhi's breathing stagnated for a while, her eyes scrutinized repeatedly on the stone, and her heart was turbulent.

Is such a means available to normal people?
Who is that old man?
Can I hold this thigh myself?

Just when Yan Qingzhi was stunned, the man in front of her also looked beyond Yan Qingzhi to the silver-robed old man standing on the side of the ruined temple.

The old man seemed to have never moved, but in this ruined temple, only Jun Tongyue and the two who were already in a coma didn't understand what just happened!
The atmosphere was awkward and strange, and the companions who connected Shen Changyu to oppress and stop the bleeding subconsciously held their breath.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in, the rain fell to the ground, and the glassless windows in the broken temple were squeaked by the wind. This sound broke the peace of the room and blew everyone's heart back to its original state. land.

At this time, Shen Changan, who had not had time to stop his comrade, probably because he was feeding the young master with medicine, stood up from the ground, turned his head and said sternly to his comrade who was about to attack Yan Qingzhi.

"Changping, what are you doing? Apologize to this girl!"

The man's lips moved, and after being sluggish, he knelt at Yan Qingzhi's feet with a plop.

If the stone was not aimed at the hilt of his sword just now, but at his head, he should be dead by now!
The more expert you are, the more you know the gap between the two. The strength that the old man now shows far exceeds any martial artist they have ever seen. Not to mention that there are only seven wounded here, they are seventeen young and strong players. Not at all his opponent.

This person must be the top existence among Da Zhao martial artists!
"I'm sorry! I was impulsive just now!"

Yan Qingzhi looked at him with forbearance, suppressing the urge to hack the opponent to death in his heart. These people are used to bullying others, they don't respect others at all, they only recognize their strength.

But the rain always has to stop. Offending the other party to death will not do her any good. She can only hold back the idea of ​​killing these people, and let the situation stop at a point where the other party is uncomfortable but will not kill her!

That's just right.

Yan Qingzhi clenched the narrow knife in his hand and said calmly.

"Shen Changyu harmed me once, and I harmed him once, and we will clear it up! If he lives, it is his life, and if he dies, he will give it back to me! As for you, I accept the apology and let it go!"

After she finished speaking, the long knife with blood in her hand was directly inserted into the broken bricks on the ground of the ruined temple by raising her hand.

Shen Changping opened his mouth and glanced unnaturally in the direction of the corner of the ruined temple. Yan Qingzhi did not threaten him. When he knelt, the old man on the other side was also kneeling.

It is impossible for such a top expert to be anonymous, and everyone wants to know the identity of the old man.

Yan Qingzhi looked around at several people, and had a panoramic view of their thoughts. She was a little fortunate that these people were not paying attention to themselves at the moment.

She turned around her stiff body pretending to be calm, and walked in the direction of the old man in a few steps.

(End of this chapter)