Mr. Yangui

Chapter 114 Chapter [-]
Li Wuchang and Jiang Minglun dragged their exhausted bodies to the door, ready to go to the fifth room to get the spoils, and at the same time prayed in their hearts that the prizes would be as cold as millennia, because the two could no longer break through the barrier.

The injury was too serious.

After pushing open the door, Li Wuchang took a quick glance and went straight to the table in the corner.

There was only one wooden box on the table, which was quite exquisite. When Li Wuchang opened the wooden box, a gloomy chill came over his face.

"My God, this must be cold iron."

Inside the box was a piece of translucent fine iron. The moment the box was opened, the cold was overwhelming and made people shiver. Li Wuchang was unable to practice his kung fu because of his serious injury, and his teeth trembled a little.

It's amazing.

It's just a piece of iron, why does it feel colder than a piece of ice?

Jiang Minglun walked over quickly, opened his mouth wide, and exclaimed: "Millennium cold iron, Shao Leng, we finally got it, I can feel that this piece of iron has the same breath as Liu Xuan's Qingshuang sword... Hahaha , why no one breaks into the material room, it’s cheaper for us.”

Li Wuchang was surprised as well as surprised.

Yes, why didn't anyone break into the material room?

In fact, the reason why the material room is so unpopular is because the rewards are uncertain, and it is not lucky for them to get the Millennium Cold Iron this time, because they entered the most difficult material room, and they have broken through four years. Guan, this is already the best result of the contestants in the material room in recent martial arts tournaments.

"Let's go, let's go out now." Li Wuchang closed the wooden box, picked up Han Tie and left.

The rewards of the fourth level are so amazing, and the fifth level must be even better. Li Wuchang originally wanted to try the fifth level, but when he thought about the difficulty of the first four levels and the injuries of the two of them, he finally suppressed his greed.

To be a man, we must be content, lest the bamboo basket fetch water in vain.

The two came back all the way, put away all the trophies in the front room, and summed it up.

"Four old ginseng, three of which are tribute level."

"A piece of black iron and a medicine cauldron."

"A piece of cold iron."

Li Wuchang sat on the ground carefully, counted the trophies carefully, grinned, and said: "Ming Lun, this trip is worth it!"

Jiang Minglun also smiled, and said: "Yes, in fact, just getting my knife feels like a worthwhile trip, and I got the cold iron, so I can give Brother Xun an explanation."

After a pause, he sighed: "It's a pity that you didn't get any good things, Leng Shao. Do you want to..."

Li Wuchang waved his hand, and said: "I observed this medicine cauldron carefully, and found that it is an excellent thing. It is considered a treasure to me. I just need it. Our injuries are too serious and we need to rest. Don’t go through the barrier tomorrow, let’s look around while healing.”

Jiang Minglun nodded. He is actually fine. His injury is not serious. He needs to rest for a few hours, and he can fight again tomorrow.

Li Wuchang is really dying, now his face is pale, he lacks breath when speaking, his legs and feet are weak when he walks, and he can't recover if he doesn't take a good rest.

The two walked out of the gate with five boxes in their arms, came to the hall, and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

After staying inside for several hours, the air outside seems to be much fresher.

It was the beginning of Yin Shi, and there were quite a few people in the hall, lying on the soft chairs in various places, and they were all fast asleep.

Li Wuchang glanced over, counted carefully, and found that the other 28 people were all there, and it seemed that they were all tired.

In order not to disturb others, Li Wuchang and Jiang Minglun tiptoed to an empty corner holding the box and sat down directly.

"puff……"

Li Wuchang's injury finally couldn't be suppressed, and he spurted blood again.

With a wry smile, he thought that if he vomited again, he might be suffering from anemia, and he vomited several mouthfuls today.

Grandma is a bear, that blind man is really a god-level blind man. Although he is only at the peak of the seventh rank, he is much stronger than the Huang Boss and Mo Laosan he met before.

Li Wuchang and Jiang Minglun tried their best to hold on to the one hundred moves, but they were both seriously injured in the end.

It can be seen that for Li Wuchang, the journey of martial arts is heavy and has a long way to go.

Seeing this, Jiang Minglun's expression changed drastically, and he said in a low voice, "Master Leng, are you okay!"

Li Wuchang shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I don't feel right, I need at least half a day to adjust my breath, and I need to keep quiet. Let's go downstairs, lest they disturb me at dawn and cause me to go crazy."

After that, he stood up and walked towards the stairs.

Jiang Minglun quickly picked up five wooden boxes and followed.

The two came to the first floor, went directly to the miscellaneous room, found a secluded corner, Li Wuchang sat down directly, and said: "Ming Lun, you put your things here, go up and rest."

Jiang Minglun shook his head, and said, "I'll protect the law for you here, to prevent emergencies... By the way, there are still two of these, you take it."

As he spoke, he took out the remaining two internal injury pills from the skirt of his shirt.

After Li Wuchang took it down, he said: "I know in my heart, it's fine, you go up, have a good rest, and when they wake up, just tell them that I'm going to sleep downstairs... In addition, you secretly tell Princess Ting , just say that I was injured and couldn't accompany her through the test, I broke my promise, and I will find opportunities to make up for her in the future."

Exhaling a breath, he warned: "If someone asks what we got, just keep a low profile, just say a few old ginseng and a few pieces of refined iron, and don't disclose the ancient black iron and thousand-year-old cold iron in advance. "

Jiang Minglun nodded, put his things away, said "Be careful" and left the miscellaneous room, and went upstairs gently.

Li Wuchang exhaled a breath, closed his eyes, and took a good pose, hoping to heal his wounds with luck.

……

Chenshi, the lobby on the second floor of Martial Arts Pavilion.

Except for Li Wuchang, everyone gathered together, enjoying the sumptuous breakfast brought by the guards, gossip, and tell about yesterday's gains and losses.

Everyone has something to gain more or less.

Mainly weapons and secrets, good and bad.

Lu Ting originally wanted to wait for Li Wuchang to go through the barrier together last night, but who knew that Li Wuchang hadn't come out, so she begged her cousin Lu Xuanhong to lead her into a secret book library, and got a not-so-bad sword manual, which was regarded as better than nothing.

At this time, she swept her eyes and found that Li Wuchang was still not there, but Jiang Minglun was eating breakfast leisurely, she was surprised, walked up to Jiang Minglun, and asked, "Where is Li Wuchang?"

When she said this, everyone realized that Li Wuchang was not there.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Jiang Minglun said: "Last night when we came out of the material warehouse over there, it was already very late, Shao Leng went downstairs to sleep, saying that he was afraid that everyone would wake up in the morning and disturb him, and he wanted to sleep late. "

Everyone laughed.

This Li Wuchang is really interesting.

Come to Martial Arts Pavilion to sleep late?
Did something go wrong?
How embarrassing is this for the young talents outside Martial Arts Pavilion.

Zhou Chengwang didn't seem to wake up, he yawned, and asked casually, "What were you two trying to do last night? After so long, is there no time limit in the material library?"

Jiang Minglun said with a smile: "It's a series of checkpoints, you can rest in the middle, Leng Shao doesn't have much martial arts, and you have to rest for a long time after passing a checkpoint, that's why it took so long."

Everyone understands.

Zheng Wenlong asked: "I heard that there are good things in the material room, but you need to hit the big luck, which is far less than the weapon arsenal and the kung fu library. Your luck was so good yesterday, what treasure did you get?"

Jiang Minglun spread his hands, sighed, and said, "I passed a few tests, but my luck was not very good, so I got a few ginseng and a few pieces of refined iron."

Zheng Wenlong comforted: "It's not bad, I finally got something...By the way, brother Minglun, are you interested in going to the pill store later?"

After a pause, he sighed: "There are quite a few people who want to venture in. It seems that what happened to Liu Xuan and Guo Yunlei yesterday did not frighten them. Alas, I can only blame the Sutra Protector Pill for being too attractive."

Jiang Minglun waved his hand and said, "I won't go, I was too tired to break through the trap last night."

Liu Xuan and Guo Yunlei wanted to try their luck at the pill store yesterday, but were seriously injured by the copper ball. Jiang Minglun heard Li Wuchang mention this matter.

Zhou Chengwang sneered at Zheng Wenlong, and said, "Wenlong, it's not that my brother looks down on you, it's just that you want to get Sutra-protecting pills at your level. It's like a dream come true."

Zheng Wenlong was not angry because he was underestimated. He chuckled and said: "There are only three pill stores, and the difficulty is even greater. Only Wufeng is a seventh-rank expert here. He may have a chance with a sixth-rank peak team. The other teams are hanging on."

This is quite reasonable.

Yesterday, the combination of Guo Yunlei and Liu Xuan was strong enough, but they didn't even pass the first level, and even got injured.

Lu Ting was speechless, and muttered to herself: "No, I'm going downstairs to wake up that brat Li Wuchang. Yesterday he promised me to form a team with me to break into the armory."

Then he said to Jiang Minglun: "Go, you lead the way!"

Zhou Chengwang and Zheng Wenlong looked confused.

Princess Ting is also in a daze?

Team up with Li Wuchang?

Are you sure it wasn't for death?

Jiang Minglun nodded, and whispered, "Master Ting, please follow me."

Lu Ting was shocked, and asked in a low voice: "You also recognized me... Did Li Wuchang tell you?"

Jiang Minglun smiled wryly: "That day when Princess Ting and Leng Shao were fighting, Young Master Zhou and I were in the audience. Leng Shao told us at that time, and told us to keep quiet."

Zhou Chengwang nodded.

Lu Ting snorted coldly, stopped talking, and walked towards the stairs, Jiang Minglun hurriedly followed.

Halfway through, Jiang Minglun whispered: "Princess, please stay. I have something to tell you... He was injured yesterday and needs to rest, so he can't fulfill his promise, but he will definitely keep it in his heart." , I will find an opportunity to compensate you in the future."

Lu Ting frowned and said, "I'm injured...is it serious?"

Jiang Minglun thought for a while, and replied: "The one injured by the agency is not too serious, but you can't disturb him. You know the princess, Master Leng is good at medicine, and he is very good at curing diseases. I don't think we should disturb him. wonderful."

Lu Ting thought for a while, and muttered, "It's mysterious, I don't know if it's true, hum."

Although she was complaining, she was quite reasonable and turned back to the second floor.

Jiang Minglun silently breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)