Way of Choices

Guan Feibai wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves. I wonder if it was because of heat or tension.

"This is Zhusha Dan?"

His voice also became a little dry and very low, because he was worried that others would hear it.

Folded sleeves did not know what was going on in the hall door, but he had served Vermilion Dan, knew the taste, and nodded.

With his confirmation, Guan Feibai took a breath.

In the northern snowfield, the most talked about this year is Vermilion Shadan. Of course, he also knows this legendary magical medicine that can live and die.

But he was not breathing out of shock at this time, but because he was sure of the authenticity of the other rumor.

It turns out that Zhu Sha Dan was really refined by Chen Changsheng, is it really using his own blood?

Half a year ago, a teacher from Shanjiantang and a twenty-one demon will have a **** battle outside the military palace in Montenegro, and they will return with broken arms. The blood will be exhausted, and the Holy Light surgery has lost its effectiveness. It all relied on a cinnabar to come back to life.

Thinking of this, Guan Feibai really didn't know what attitude to face Chen Changsheng.

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The door of the apse finally opened, and a heat wave rushed out, and the green leaves on the pear trees plummeted as if they had come to midsummer.

Nanke helped Chen Changsheng walk out from inside. His face was pale, and he looked like he was recovering from a serious illness.

Archbishop Wenshui hurried forward to meet him.

Chen Changsheng handed the small porcelain bottle in front of him.

The small porcelain bottle is naturally extremely precious cinnabar.

For more than a year, Chen Changsheng will provide a bottle of vermilion to the frontline sergeants every other month.

His blood is limited.

According to time, this month's cinnabar should have been refined and distributed more than ten days ago, but he was seriously injured by the devil on Xueling and shed a lot of blood. He has been healing at the Hanya Racecourse since then. It is simply impossible to do it.

He has never said anything, but he is actually anxious, because he knows that in Yonglan Pass, Yongxue Pass, in Congzhou, in Montenegro, in many places, there are many seriously wounded soldiers waiting for the appearance of Zhu Sha Dan , Those talents are really anxious.

Therefore, when he left Hanqiu City, he secretly spread Shuwenshui, so that the Taoist temple here had prepared the corresponding medicinal materials. When he arrived in Wenshui today, he could not care that the injury had not fully recovered, and he began. Refining of drugs.

Now this bottle of cinnabar is finally refined, and the next thing to do is naturally sent to the military palace in front.

At the earliest time, this matter was taken care of by the State Church Yinghua Hall, but later it was handed over to the Tang family. Now in Wenshui, he didn't mean to continue to be handed over to the Tang family, because everything in Xueling's night was brought out by the Tang family, and the Tang family obviously didn't care about the goodwill he released through Zhusha Dan.

Chen Changsheng said: "Send someone to Hanqiu City overnight to find the principal of Huaiyuan, how to distribute, they know."

It was very quiet. The archbishop did not answer the call, nor did he mean to take the small porcelain bottle.

It was not that he dared not abide by the oracles or weighed the gains and losses, but was too shocked.

There are several very important messages in this sentence, one of which will surely shake the entire continent.

Wang Pozhong returned to Tianliang County.

Regardless of whether his people are back or not, since the Huaiyuan has arrived, it means that he has arrived.

Everyone knows that Huaiyuan is Wang Po.

But what really shocked the archbishop was not the news, but the small porcelain bottle itself.

Send people to Han Qiucheng overnight, which is enough to do a lot of hands and feet, if he wants to do it.

The archbishop's complexion kept changing, turning red and white, and finally calmed down.

He reached over and took the small porcelain bottle, without the slightest tremor.

"It will not be disappointed by His Majesty."

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Looking at Chen Changsheng's pale, paper-folded face, he said: "Blood can grow on its own, but for a long time, it will have a great impact on the practice."

Chen Changsheng said: "I consume a lot of Lingguo ginseng every day, the problem is not too big."

Folded sleeves said: "If you want to be sanctified, it is a big problem."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and did not answer the call.

Folded sleeves stared into his eyes and said, "Did she stop you?"

Chen Changsheng knew that what she said was not Xu Yourong or the owner of the letter, but the little black dragon.

Thinking of the fierce quarrel at the beginning, he smiled.

Folded sleeve said: "Compared to saving those people, your own strength is more important to this world."

Chen Changsheng paused for a moment on the pear tree outside the door and said, "I understand this truth, but... if I didn't think about this thing at the beginning, but now I know that I only need every month Bleeding some blood can save dozens of lives, but not doing so is really difficult."

Guan Feibai, who has not spoken, said: "It makes sense that it would be embarrassing to be me instead."

Folded sleeves grew up in the cold and cruel wasteland, unable to understand the ideas of these famous disciples in the south, shook his head, and said no more.

"During your refining medicine, the Taoist Temple has announced your arrival to Wenshui."

Guan Fei Bai Wang said to Chen Changsheng: “What I don’t understand is that even with a clear identity, the Tang family will never dare to touch you again, but how can you save Tang Tang, even if you visit in person, they don’t Let you see, what can you do? The Pope can’t break into the ancestral hall."

"I don't know. Let's look at the situation tomorrow."

Chen Changsheng glanced at the night sky and saw a few stars. It should be sunny tomorrow.

It is sunny and warm during the day, but the wind is strong at night, and the winter wind from the northern mountains enters the city along the Wenshui and lingers around the Taoist Temple.

The pear tree shook slightly, the green leaves fell again, and it looked a little bleak, as if foreshadowing the possibility of a sky change.

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The next morning, the change came.

It wasn’t a sudden drop of snow, nor a buzzing wind, but countless thunders.

The hoofs thundered, the morning light burst, the earth shook, the field was uneasy, and Wenshui City sounded the alarm. The gates, which had not been closed for hundreds of years, closed at an unimaginable speed.

Various guardian **** crossbows on the city wall turned in the direction of the northern wilderness, and countless ways to kill the powerful breath spilled out, indicating that there are countless arrays in the city gate, the city wall and even the underground The law began to run.

Just looking at the number of defending **** crossbows, the density of formations, and the flying rushes, we know that Wenshui City's defensive ability is extremely powerful, seriously exceeding the regulations, and even not worse than Luoyang City.

What is even more awe-inspiring is that no matter whether it is a soldier at the gate or a Tang guard who is more responsive, or the most ordinary merchants pawns, although the face is frightened by thunderous hoofs in the distance, his face changes dramatically, but still Not panicking, keeping order, and all returned to the city at a rapid rate.

Obviously, in the past countless years, although Wenshui City has not faced the plague of swordsmen, it has never forgotten to fight.

Not to mention the unfathomable heritage of the Tang family, only this strong city and these well-trained soldiers and civilians, anyone who comes to attack must pay a very heavy price. Even the bloodiest and cruelest Demon Wolf Rider does not dare to rush over directly in one breath, and will inevitably stop outside the range of the hundreds of crossbows.

Sure enough, the thunderous hoof gradually stopped, and the Kuroshio stopped in the wilderness thousands of meters away.

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