Swordsman in Tianlong

() Three or two snacks, two altars of spirits.

"Be the first to do it!" Chu Feng raised his head, his alcohol was strong, like a line of fire, along his throat and straight into his chest and lungs.As soon as the energy of eating that wine rolled between his chest and abdomen, Chu Feng immediately refreshed and said, "Good wine!"

Qiao Feng's eyes lit up, it was rare to meet someone who loves wine, he picked up a large thick porcelain bowl, and was about to drink it in one gulp, when Chu Feng let out a muffled "uh".The spirits were mixed with blood and sprayed out from his mouth.

Knowing Qiao Feng's experience, he was surprised for a moment, quickly rushed to get behind Chu Feng, supported him, put the middle and middle fingers of his right hand together, and placed them on the veins of Chu Feng's wrist.Qiao Feng only felt a faint force coming from Chu Feng's wrist, as if he wanted to flick his fingers away.Qiao Feng was slightly surprised, he saw Chu Feng wield the sword in a day, and he knew that his internal strength was relatively low, so he seemed to have underestimated this young man at the moment.

The bartender who was serving at the side was a bit sleepy at first, but seeing the dazzling cloth bags behind the six elders of the Beggar Gang, he forced himself to greet them.Over the years, Qiao Feng has been very hardworking, and the Beggar Gang issued orders to prohibit it. This Xinyang can be regarded as Ma Dayuan's hometown.With the protection of the beggars' gang, the heroes of the green forest also give some face, and the beggars' gang itself has strict gang rules.These small businessmen have felt the deepest changes in these years.

"Master, what's wrong with this guest officer?" The bartender saw that the two were young and dazzled by the cloth bags on the back of the Six Great Elders. Although Qiao Feng had an extraordinary bearing, he still mistook him and Chu Feng. The descendants of the six elders.

Qiao Feng didn't speak. In the room, apart from the smell of blood, there was only the smell of wine.With a flip of his right palm, he picked up a handful of spirits in the bowl, his internal energy was everywhere, and within three feet above his palm was suddenly like clouds and rosy clouds.The bartender was dumbfounded, and knelt softly on the ground. It was the first time in his life that he had seen this kind of exercise, just like the legendary gods.

"Guard Qiao's inner strength is profound, but this fine wine is really a pity." Qiao Feng waved his hand and made the bartender stand up. There was not a drop of fine wine in his palm, obviously nothing unusual, he felt strange in his heart, and listened to Chu Feng The voice rang out.

Qiao Feng turned his head and saw that Chu Feng was sitting upright and didn't need to support himself, so he withdrew his hand and asked, "Brother Chu, what are you doing?" It's not that I haven't seen it before, but it's rare to start vomiting after the first sip.

Chu Feng didn't know how to explain it, looked at the bartender who was still kneeling on the ground, smiled and said to Qiao Feng: "It seems that if you don't speak, this one won't get up." Chu Feng only felt the internal force between his chest and abdomen. The torrent was slow, but it didn't return to dead silence, on the contrary, it was a bit of silence before the outbreak.He didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing when he took a sip of wine, anyway, the big stone on his chest felt a lot easier.

Qiao Feng nodded to the bartender, seeing that he still refused to get up, he ordered: "Which doctor in Xinyang City is the best, please trouble me, come here." The bartender listened to the order, but he was in a good mood and was busy He got up on the ground and ran towards the "Wanghui Hall" in the west of the city.

Forget to return to the hall, it is natural that the illness is cured, so there is no need to come to the door again.In the middle of the night, it is not uncommon for someone to come to the door for medical advice, especially when the shopkeeper heard about the old men who "there are countless cloth bags", and quickly pulled the most famous Doctor Wang out of bed. out.

"Nonsense!" "Looking for death!"...

This doctor Wang was a little bit angry at first, but after checking Chu Feng's pulse, he felt that the pulse rate in his memory had been refreshed, challenging his common sense, and wondering why this kid's heart hadn't jumped out of his mouth. Chu Feng vomited blood because he had been drinking.Doctor Wang couldn't bear it immediately, and jumped out two words two words.

Qiao Feng has a big heart, he will never be serious with a doctor who has no martial arts.Chu Feng showed a smile on his face, tapped his right index finger on the table, and immediately made a small hole.

"Knowing martial arts, knowing martial arts is amazing. In Xinyang City, no matter how high the martial arts are, you must abide by the rules. This is the rule set by the world's largest gang!" Doctor Wang blew his whiskers and shouted at Chu Feng stand up.

Chu Feng really didn't know what to say at this moment, so he could only look at Qiao Feng who was at the side: I seem to have met a fan, and the fan didn't recognize you after that?

"I don't know which hero mentioned the gang?" A voice came from the second floor.

Doctor Wang's voice was sharp, but he didn't know how to restrain himself. The six elders of the beggar gang had good internal strength, so they could hear clearly.It was Bai Shijing, the elder of law enforcement, who spoke just now. As soon as his voice came, this person came down the stairs with the baby in his arms.The little baby didn't cry this time, but it seemed that he had found a new toy, lying on his chest, desperately wrapped his beard around Xiaopang's hand, and pulled it out forcefully.

Doctor Wang was about to continue to teach, when he saw three cloth bags protruding from Bai Shijing's shoulders, and the other six cloth bags appeared and disappeared while walking, and he couldn't count them clearly.He opened his mouth, feeling that his throat was a little dry... Bai Shijing, the sixth elder of the beggar gang, had been taking care of the baby, and he hadn't rested yet, so he came down the fastest.Then, in Doctor Wang's surprised and desperate eyes, countless cloth bags dangled in front of his eyes.

"Master Qiao, what's wrong with Brother Chu?" Bai Shijing, who walked down first, pointed to the blood stains in front of Chu Feng's body, and asked in surprise. With the last blow, the doctor stiffened and fell to one side, hitting his shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper of "Wanghuitang" wanted to die, he only thought about Dr. Wang's excellent medical skills, but he didn't want to flatter a horse's leg, and what he was shooting was a group of bloody BMWs.But since he couldn't faint no matter what, he had no choice but to wake up Dr. Wang who was leaning on him.

Chu Feng was amused, and asked Doctor Wang who had woken up: "Doctor, is your anger gone now? Can you tell me what kind of illness I have and how to treat it?"

Dr. Wang drooped his whiskers lowly, smiled awkwardly, saw that no one was laughing with him, coughed dryly, and said: "The little hero has deep internal energy, so I don't need to say much. But the pulse is vigorous, and the blood is very strong. Still Little shallow opinion, could it be that you have eaten something tonic?"

Chu Feng smiled slightly, but did not speak.

That doctor Wang only accepted Chu Feng's acquiescence, and then said: "When the qi and blood are running, the wine is piercing the intestines..." Before he finished speaking, he was lightly kicked by his shopkeeper, and quickly changed his words, "Qi When the blood is running, you still have to drink less, drink less. Well, it’s best not to drink.” As for the "intestinal poison" and his integrity, it disappeared in his heart.

In the end, Dr. Wang was also asked to leave a prescription, but it was just a simple prescription to help the weak and prosper, not seeking merit but seeking no fault.Doctor Wang may be a good player for ordinary sword wounds, but when it comes to internal force transfer, let alone Chu Feng, even he himself has no confidence.The prescription is just me telling you that I tried my best, and you tell me that you know.

"How do you feel now?" Qiao Feng waited for the doctor to leave before asking seriously.

ps: I am saving some manuscripts, and I will revise them slowly.Or... write it and post it?It always feels a little rough to send it after writing it...or the village saves the manuscript...