a very dark dark guard

Bai Mudan said that she could understand Lu Youkang, but emotionally speaking, she was a little lost.But she quickly cheered up and devoted her energy to taking care of Zhuzhu and learning how to use hidden weapons.

At this age, no matter how hard she practices martial arts, she won't make much progress.

Besides, her aptitude is mediocre, and she hasn't laid a good foundation since she was a child.

Specializing in hidden weapons is a good way to save your life.

She ordered Azhao to protect Lu Youkang with her, even if she was in danger, she would not let Azhao be distracted, because she did not trust anyone around Lu Youkang, only Azhao she trusted the most.

She said that she was already a mother, and she should learn how to keep herself and protect her children.

It was a bit late to learn at this time, she smiled lightly when she said it, the chirping noble girl in the past seemed to have grown into an adult overnight.

I personally taught her how to use hidden weapons. When I didn't have time, I sent the hidden guards of the Nanzi generation to teach her.

She said that no one is as good as she is. In the future, Zhuzhu can't be like her. She must start from elementary school and have the ability to protect herself when she grows up.

The descendants of the Dragon King broke up with Lu Youkang after all, and the two no longer cooperated.

Whoever wants to take the treasure depends on his ability.

And the coordinates of the treasure are no longer a secret, whoever has the strength will go.

As soon as the secret of the treasure was disclosed, I returned to Treasure Island by ocean-going fishing boat.

Tell the people the rhetoric they made up before, and they send the matter out through letters from home.

As long as they are willing to inquire, anyone can know the news that I was stranded on a desert island and survived by luck.

I purposely dressed up as a beggar, and went ashore in embarrassment. Yun Zhou also temporarily put aside his affairs on the shore, and rushed back to see me in a 'panic'.

When we met, we cried immediately, he was better than me, and he squeezed out a few tears, but I cried dryly, without a single tear.

Wen Mian and guard Jia persuaded the onlookers to leave, please give us a chance to live together.

I officially met them at noon the next day.

They were really happy to see that I was really alive.

Xiaojiao said loudly on purpose: "Doctor An's medical skills are so powerful, and he can use poison. There is no one or beast that can hurt her, so I knew she would not die!"

Wan'er also echoed: "Yes, if she hadn't been trapped on the desert island, she would have returned long ago."

The guards Jia and Wen Mian followed suit, and the four of them seemed to be talking about cross talk, without falling into the ground.

Through their 'talk', everyone understands the general idea.

It turns out that I have a whole body of abilities, no matter whether it is a martial arts master or a group of poisonous substances, there is no way to hurt me.

So even if it falls into the water, it will not be eaten by sharks.

They believed me dead because they thought I was drowned.

Who would have thought that I would use my medical skills to continue my strength and persist in swimming to a deserted island?
With normal physical strength, it is impossible to swim that far.

They were annoyed, and usually underestimated my ability.

Regardless of the twists and turns, my miraculous return was a happy event and a day of celebration across the island.

I finally turned from the dark to the bright and personally presided over the construction work on the island.

The crops and medicine gardens are doing better than expected.

The high yield and good quality of grain is the only good in Fengqi Continent.

The farmers we invited are experienced farmers and grain merchants who collect grain. They have never seen such good quality of grain anywhere.

In my opinion, nothing special.

However, the planting technology in this world is limited. Unlike modern crops, which are supplied with various chemical fertilizers and pesticides, the fruits are big, beautiful and sweet.

Planting the same crops as modern ones without using modern technology will of course shock the native Fengqi people.

If you take these crops back to modern times, it will also shock modern people.

Pollution-free pure green vegetables and fruits, the taste is absolutely amazing.

This island is indeed a treasure land, but the way Biyi faction uses it is different from ours.

We have been hoarding food and medicines, especially medicines for trauma. I have built a special factory to produce them in large quantities and pack them in small bamboo bottles.

Others on the island don't know why I produce a lot of trauma medicine, only a few people know the reason.

These sealed medicines can be stored for several years if stored properly.

I asked someone to build a medicine warehouse, and only bottled medicines were placed in it.

There are also a lot of gauze and cotton cloth. There is no disinfectant in this world, and the cloth used to bandage the wounded is still sterilized by high-temperature cooking.

The secret soldiers, factories, and factories on the island have produced many weapons, enough for our own use.

The manpower on the island is limited, so I don't plan to do weapons business.

The production of light things is easy to carry and the output can keep up.

There are also a lot of medicines for the treatment of epidemics.

There are a lot of wormwood planted on the island. When it is the best time to harvest, everyone harvests together, and makes moxa sticks from the dried wormwood, and saves them for use when needed.

Lu Youkang went to sea for the second time and formed another team.

There were more than [-] boats that went to sea on the same day as him, and everyone competed fairly, and those who were capable "catch" them.

According to the information inquired by the secret guards of the Nanzi generation, some of them are going to be pigs on the wind.

They have already foreseen that Fengqi Continent will be in chaos, the so-called troubled times produce heroes, and also produce tyrants.

Ambitious and powerful people all want to take advantage of this opportunity to enclose land and become a king, or ascend to the throne of a country.

They need a huge fortune to support their ambitions.

Yunzhou lived on the island for a few days, then hurried back to the shore.

A few days later, he wrote me a secret letter, hoping that I could help him.

The letter did not specify the specific situation. I left the island to find him on the shore, and he told me only after meeting him that the patriarch of the Xi clan had been poisoned.

The Xi clan did not dare to speak out to the outside world, and kept the news from the outside world.

Yun Zhou placed an eyeliner beside his father, and had never delivered any news before.

So I have passed the test and temptation again and again.

This time the situation was urgent, and Yunzhou's father would hang up at any time, so the other party used a special contact method to notify Yunzhou.

"I don't think it's optimistic, maybe even...it was too late when I received the news." Yun Zhou expressed his thoughts cryptically.

He thought that his father should have died of poison, but the news could not be delivered.

He is an 'outsider' who left the Xi clan in front of everyone, even if he rushed into the Xi family's mansion as soon as he got the news, he would be stopped.

Besides, he couldn't detoxify the poison in his father's body.

Those who guard the house, and those who guard the patriarch's side, will not let the news of the patriarch's death spread.

Yun Zhou knew very well that he had been secretly watching those brothers during this time, watching them fight openly and secretly.

Some people even went to sea and organized teams to search for treasures.

"Let me try." Yunzhou booked a private room in a teahouse near Xi's mansion.

This place is not too close to the mansion, and if you get closer, you will be discovered by the guards around the house.

Yun Zhou said that in the past few days, the number of patrols in the nursing home has tripled. Yesterday, the nursing home guards stood a few steps at a time, saving patrols.

If the patriarch died of poison, it must have been yesterday.