Daming Taoist Medicine

Chapter 150 Chapter 150
Yang Fan helped Luo Po up, and saw the wound on his back turned outwards, and the meat cloth was tightly attached, and his heart ached.

Luo Po put her pretty face on Yang Fan's shoulder, and the place where her arm was touched was soft. The sound of panting breathed in Yang Fan's ear, and a faint fragrance invaded Yang Fan's ears and nose.

Yang Fan said softly, "I'm going to heal your injury."

Luo Po said weakly: "Enhuh."

Taking off his clothes, washing them carefully, and bandaging them carefully, Yang Fan didn't move or think extraneously.

After a cup of tea, Yang Fan put on clean clothes for Luo Po, and said softly, "Okay!"

Luo Po opened his small mouth, and suddenly bit Yang Fan's neck.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. Murder my own husband."

Luo Po let go of his mouth and said weakly: "Seduce a woman from a good family."

Yang Fan let Roper lie on his body, and said with a smile, "How did I seduce you?"

Roper said: "You appearing in front of me is seduction, you hug me is temptation, you...you are responsible for me anyway..."

Yang Fan: "Okay! I will be responsible to the end."

Luo Po smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that Qingqing from your family will trouble you?"

Yang Fan: "She was afraid that I would let you down, so she specifically told me that I can't use you because of your feelings for me. It's unfair to a girl."

Roper laughed and said, "So...you are now serving your wife to pick up girls?"

Yang Fan: "It seems to be the same thing."

Luopo looked dimly and said: "Then do you like me? I understand that the city is in a mess and fighting everywhere. For us, every step of the way is in danger. There are many crises. Qingqing explained to you like this. I treat you wholeheartedly; second, I want to solve your knot; third, I am afraid that I will die in misfortune and make you regret and blame yourself."

Yang Fan fell into silence, even though he was smart, he couldn't read the book about women.In peacetime, it is "The Legend of Zhen Huan", but in times of crisis, it is "Fire is Like a Song".

Roper's eyes turned red suddenly, and tears were about to fall in their sockets.

Yang Fan wiped away Luo Po's tears, and said softly, "What's wrong? Why are you crying like a child?"

Roper said sadly: "I'm afraid that you like me, but I feel sorry for me. I'm afraid that you treat me well, but I think I'm useful."

Holding Luo Po, Yang Fan whispered in her ear: "Your liking was too sudden. Because it was sudden, it seemed fake. Your liking was too passionate, and because it was passionate, it seemed real. So at the beginning, I really wanted to use you as a thug. Later, I slowly fell in love with you. Your love is not just a whim, it is not only delicate but also serious. I have heard your sad sighs, seen your cautious waiting, and know your gentleness that hesitates to speak. Come close to me, flatter Tong Tong, lower your body to protect Qingqing, I see it in my eyes and remember it in my heart, my heart is slowly, slowly engraved with your name. I like you from the bottom of my heart, I don’t know where to start, I don't know when it will germinate. In the end, I'm just a man with principles, not a man who is not lewd. I can't refuse feelings, and I can't refuse sincerity."

Luo Po burst into tears and laughed, lying next to Yang Fan's ear and exhaling like blue, teasingly said: "I have practiced the 'love skill', which will help improve the realm."

After thinking for a while, Yang Fan understood the meaning behind the words, and said, "But you are hurt."

Roper said earnestly: "I'm not in a hurry. I'm afraid that I will never be able to hold you alive again in the next moment. I'm afraid that I have never loved you in this life. And the battle is going on. If you have more strength, it's not too much." Is there any chance of winning?"

Yang Fan took out a red cloth, covered her head, and hugged Luo Po on his lap.

Through the red cloth, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Roper! Are you willing to marry Yang Fan and be my wife?"

The red hijab nodded.

Noticing that he couldn't see himself, he said softly: "I am willing! I am very willing! I am very willing!"

Yang Fan slowly lifted the red hijab...

The short and sturdy man with a horse face squatted down and picked up the blood on the ground with his fingers, rubbed his fingers, and sniffed them on the tip of his nose.

A dozen men in Tsing Yi looked at him behind him, and a young man at the head asked, "How is it?"

The horse-faced man said: "It's less than half an hour, although it's been a long time, but since this group of people said that the Muchen people would call, create chaos, and distribute food and money to the people, it means that they will definitely not take advantage of the chaos to leave the city. She It should be hidden somewhere in the city."

The young man also took it seriously, and said with a smile: "Since you are a good person, you naturally need more bonds. Tell me, where did she escape?"

The horse-faced man looked at the blood and said seriously: "When a person is running, the blood dripping from the body will pull out a tail due to the speed." He pointed at the slums and said with a smile, "There."

The young man nodded and said: "There are mixed dragons and snakes, the houses are compact, and it is hard to find and hide. It is indeed a good place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack." Glancing at a man next to him, he said: "Go and inform the prefect, just say Found the lair of the thieves, go back and call more people."

"Yes!" He ran a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

More than a dozen people rushed to the slums, and as soon as they arrived at the alley, they encountered a stream of people with their families coming out of all the alleys. They were shocked, thinking they were ambushed, and stood in the road, only to find that the people were just passing by them. , then went straight to the city gate.

The horse-faced man asked: "Will she sneak in and escape?"

The young man shook his head: "Since the beginning is to do good things for the country and the people, all subsequent efforts will be in this direction. And she was injured and needs to be healed."

The horse-faced man nodded and asked a doubt: "Why didn't the prefect come forward to refute the rumors and let the people flow out?"

The young man thought for a moment, then said: "The river with holes in it can't be blocked, and it's not impossible that the Muchen people will fight over this tactic."

The horse-faced man was worried: "If we really call, what should we do?"

The young man shook his head and walked towards the slums against the flow of people.

After tens of thousands of people trampled on it, it was no longer possible to rely on bloodstains to guide the way, but one family after another left, and one house after another was vacant, which also changed the search from active to passive. More than a dozen men in Tsing Yi quickly locked the courtyard.

The quadrangle courtyards in the group of tile-roofed houses are already outstanding, and the locked gates under the blue sky and white day make people feel that there is a lot of articles inside, and there must be something strange.

The horse-faced man kicked open the door with a "bang", and shot an arrow with a "swish".

At the critical moment, the horse-faced man fell back in a hurry, dodging the arrow without time.

With a muffled snort, a man in Tsing Yi was shot by an arrow behind him and died.

Uncle Liu was sitting on a bamboo chair with a bow and arrow in his hand and a saber by his side. Like a general, he looked out of the door proudly and said in a strong voice: "The leader of the left team of the Dingying of the Hua family army, Liu Anjiang. The enemy general Who is it, tell me your name." Qiu Qian hid behind the pillar behind her, showing half of her small face, she was so shocked that she lost her beauty and trembled.

How can a gang veteran be taken seriously?The young man didn't answer, but waved his hand, and everyone raised their knives to attack and rushed in.

Whoosh, whoosh, fired three arrows in a row, all of which were blocked by someone.

Uncle Liu sighed, "I'm old after all." His words were buried in the noise, and no one heard them, let alone understood them.Seeing that he was about to be approached, Qiu Chan closed his eyes and covered his mouth in fear, and hid behind the pillar, for fear that his screaming would affect Uncle Liu's battle.

Uncle Liu grabbed the saber and swung out the "horse-cutting sword" with one blow. This is the standard morning exercise in the army every day. It is simple and effective, and there is only one essential point: be fast.

The young man dodged the fierce and fast knife, but heard the sound of the saber entering the flesh, and knew without looking that someone had been killed by the knife.

The old soldier smiled and laughed, but when he raised his knife, he was sure to kill with one blow.

Liu Bo shouted: "Close the door and beat the dog."

Xiaoyu burst out from behind the door, and Gao Feng jumped off the tree.

Although all the enemies are first-rate and not low in skill, they can be calculated to respond hastily, so there is no reason to be in a hurry?Coupled with the fact that Xiaoyu and Gao Feng were in the four realms, they were even more caught off guard.

For a moment, there was a flash of swords and swords, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

After a while, only the horse-faced man and the young man were left standing on the spot.

Uncle Liu raised his hand to signal Xiaoyu and Gaofeng to stop, sat back on the bamboo chairs, and said with a smile: "The enemy is at present, and internal fighting is in bad luck. If you surrender, don't kill."

The young man pointed to the body on the ground and said, "Why didn't you say that just now?"

Liu Bodao: "You go to the enemy camp alone to ask them to surrender. If they don't take you to sacrifice the flag, they will think you are mentally retarded. It is unlucky to sacrifice the flag. The enemy killed by your battalion will suffer heavy losses. Call again It is normal for people to surrender. Just now you have many people, I have few people, you are strong, and I am old, do you think it is appropriate to say those words?"

The young man nodded and asked, "It's true, veterans are veterans after all."

Liu Bodao: "Young man, although I'm just a first-class soldier who can't stand on the stage, I have seen a lot and experienced a lot. I still know how to lay an ambush, and I also understand some superficial truths that no one thinks about. Enmity, nothing more than I want to get you, you want to take mine, behind closed doors, whether it is the change of dynasty, or the grievances and grievances of Jianghu, in fact, they can all be called competition."

(End of this chapter)