Good luck slightly squats down the horse step, the facial expression is livid, "do not use all one's strength to deal with Laozi, the next move Laozi lets you die!" The first time someone looked down on him, that is, Jackie, Yuchen, such masters dare not, but also dare to challenge authority! Damn it. I'm tired of living.

Wan Jingquan has a sharp pain in his heart and a burst of fishy sweetness in his throat. Is this the strength of fist to palm? That's great.

Waiting for WAN Jingquan to speak, the good fortune has once again rushed past.

This time, Wan Jingquan did not dare not to fight against Chu Xiaowei and dongfangxuan. His injury was not good. Now he had a hundred moves with Xiangwan, and now he was beaten by good luck. Tut Tut, as expected, the martial arts of the people behind are getting higher and higher.

Good luck was pierced through the shoulder by Wan Jingquan, his face remained unchanged, and he kicked him in the past.

The elder is not only good at boxing, but also good at footwork.

Wanjingquan is not a match for good luck. It is not easy to stand on the ground after being kicked out. Good luck rushed out again, the corner of his mouth was still hung with murderous spirit, and there was no hesitation in the eyes.

Wanjingquan throw away, good luck dodge. The smoke exploded with a bang, and the street was white.

"Tut." Good luck whispered a curse, feeling a murderous air from behind. A punch line hit the back, but fell empty.

When someone approaches from the left, good luck waves it with one punch. The boxing style cuts off the air, so that we can see who it is and stop quickly.

"Run away." Xiang Wan limped along, holding her neck with both hands, and her commanding tone, "hold me."

The voice has just dropped. Good luck picked up Xiangwan, looked at the injured place and his shoulder, and chuckled twice, "this wanjiaxiaogui really has two times."

"Can you be the commander of the 74th army without two moves?" Xiangwan asked, close to the good fortune, "he and Xiaoke fight, who do you think wins?"

"If he uses his current body and Xiaoke to fight, Xiaoke wins." We still have a good fortune.

Obviously Xiangwan and Liangyuan think the same. Wan Jingquan has already suffered from trauma and internal injury. It takes at least three days to recover before it can use 80% of its strength.

Good luck took Xiangwan for half an hour without breathing.

The people in xiangmen are very surprised, but they don't dare to say a word. Unless you are tired of living, you will get together.

"What's the matter?" Mo Xiaoke is really drawing a manuscript in the living room, and the people who come in are surprised.

Good luck is still holding Xiangwan, "it's OK, it's just that I met wanjingquan."

Wanjingquan? Don't wait for Mo Xiaoke to finish, good luck has already carried Xiang wan to the bedroom.

"Do you want to see a doctor?" Mo Xiaoke knows why.

Good luck waved, "I'm a doctor, and I'm called a miracle doctor." This is not a boast of good fortune, but a real capital.

"No shame." Xiangwan swore in a low voice. It's OK for so many years.

Liangyuan knew that Xiangwan wound was there and took off her coat. The white skin is stained with blood, which seems to seep. Look carefully, there are pale pink scars, although it is not obvious.

"Come on." Xiangwan urges him to be a little uncomfortable.

Liangyuan came here with enough medical tools. In addition to helping xiangmen solve the problems, the most important thing is to save Xiangwan. Xiang Wan was really sick, and he was very resistant to seeing a doctor. However, with him, Xiangwan's illness can not be cured.

The wound on Xiangwan's shoulder was sutured with anesthetic, and then bandaged quickly.

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