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Chapter 109 Follow-up
South of Jiaxing City.

When Qiu Chuji opened his eyes, the sky was already bright.

He slightly inspected the meridians in his body, and found that the true qi had been regulated smoothly. Although the internal organs still felt uncomfortable, they were within the tolerance range.

Looking sideways, seeing Wang Chuyi sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, he subconsciously wanted to get up.

But with a little force on both arms, the piercing pain immediately came to my mind, cold sweat flowed out, and my body fell back uncontrollably.

Gritting his teeth, he grunted, and Qiu Chuji wanted to try again, but Wang Chuyi came over hearing the sound:
"Brother, why don't you call me when you wake up?"

Qiu Chuji shook his head, looked around the room and asked, "What is this place? How long have I been sleeping?"

"It's only five hours." Wang Chuyi raised his head to look at the roof: "We are still in Jiaxing, but this residential house was bought by Miss Huang, don't worry, there is no problem."

"Where is Junior Sister Sun? How is her injury?"

Wang Chu said with a smile: "Obviously you were the one who was hurt the most, so you asked her instead. It's okay, Senior Nephew Qing is recuperating her tendons, exercising kung fu to detoxify her."

"My injury?" Qiu Chuji frowned and said, "Last night I vaguely saw Qing'er, and then fell unconscious. Tell me about it, what happened afterwards?"

"What else can I do? Senior brother, don't you still know the disciples you teach yourself?" Wang Chuyi recounted the subsequent events one by one, but Qiu Chuji frowned further:

"Wanyan Honglie, that bastard is still alive? Qing'er is too soft-hearted!"

"Brother, what you said is too biased." Wang Chuyi recalled the headless corpses all over the ground last night, and said: "I think Zhongnan Mountain is now part of the territory of the Kingdom of Jin. If Nephew Qing really killed a King Jin with a sword , how should I deal with myself? Sigh..."

Sighing, he went on to say: "I've heard about the matter of the Yang family from you too. In front of his mother and younger brother, he might have some scruples."

Qiu Chuji concentrated for a while, and then let out a long breath of foul air: "In troubled times, kind people are always easy to be bullied."

"Senior Brother, don't be joking." Wang Chuyi said in a dumb voice: "I have only met Nephew Qing three times, and there are no less than a hundred people who died in his hands, and the murderous nature is more serious than yours. Like this Style of work really doesn't match kindness."

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing Qiu Chuji look over with a sideways glance, he said with a smile: "Senior brother is right, in troubled times, when you meet someone who has the way to kill, naturally you must not be lenient.

But eradicating evil is not killing indiscriminately, but if there is something to be desired, leaving a chance of survival may not necessarily be a blessing for oneself.

I think Qing'er is a very good kid, although his sword is strong, his mind is not damaged.

It should be noted that ruthless may not be a real hero, yes, very good. "

Qiu Chuji thought about it for a moment, and didn't worry about it anymore.

"You said just now that Ouyang Feng is dead?"

Wang Chuyi nodded when he heard the words and said: "That's right, he broke his arm, got hit in the palm again, and was buried under the rubble. At that time, Qing'er didn't pay any attention to him, and no one went to check on him."

"I'm afraid the thief was injured but not dead."

"I don't know about that." Wang Chuyi replied, "But after this battle, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to make trouble in the future."

"Help me up." Qiu Chuji said, "Go and see Junior Sister and the others."

"Senior brother, you should lie down. Although Qing'er used one Yang finger to straighten out your vital energy last night, your arms are broken in many places, and it will not take a day to heal."

"One yang finger?" Qiu Chuji asked strangely: "Senior Yideng passed on his innate kung fu, which is reasonable, and passing on his one yang finger can also be said to be compatible with each other.

However, Yiyang Finger heals people's wounds and consumes a lot of energy. How can he detoxify Junior Sister Sun? "

Wang Chuyi said helplessly, "I don't know about that."

Qiu Chuji persisted, but Wang Chuyi finally helped him up.

The two walked out of the room and saw Huang Yaoshi standing with his hands behind his back in the courtyard, so they wanted to go forward and pay respects.

But Huang Yaoshi stepped aside and said calmly: "Last night happened to be the meeting, I didn't intend to save you, and I didn't really save you, so I don't need to thank you."

Wang Chuyi and Qiu Chuji still bowed to the end, and said sincerely: "Even if there is no helping hand from last night, my two brothers and sisters should still hold the junior salute."

Huang Yaoshi nodded imperceptibly, and said no more.

Wang Chu looked at the door on one side, and asked him again: "Senior, why don't you see Miss Huang?"

"She went to Yanyu Tower to wait for that idiot Guo Jing."

Nodding his head, Wang Chu said to Qiu Chuji who was beside him: "Senior Nephew Qing is here, I don't think Senior Huang has been guarding it all the time, this junior is very grateful."

Huang Yaoshi sneered and said, "I don't have the time to protect the Dharma for others, besides, I'm afraid Yang Qing won't need me to worry about it.

It's just that this kid lied to me about Taohua Island's supernatural powers of flicking fingers, but in a blink of an eye he went to learn Dali's Yiyang finger. I still need to ask him to clarify. "

"Finger magic?"

Wang Chuyi and Qiu Chuji looked at each other, and said in surprise: "This is the untold secret of Peach Blossom Island, senior, this is..."

"Why?" Huang Yaoshi narrowed his eyes slightly: "Wouldn't Wang Chongyang's disciples be able to learn my Peach Blossom Island's martial arts?"

Seeing his misunderstanding, the two also knew that Huang Yaoshi's character was like this, so they could only smile wryly and shook their heads and stopped talking.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the backyard, Qiu Chuji heard the sound and looked over.

Yang Tiexin's family, Ma Yu, Tan Chuduan and others walked over together.

After exchanging pleasantries, Qiu Chuji saw that the senior brothers were all fine, and even Yang Kang's injuries were much less severe, so he finally felt relieved.

Not long after, the door in front of him finally opened slowly from the inside, Yang Qing's gray shirt was still there, smiling like yesterday.

"Seniors, I've been waiting for a long time."

Seeing him coming out, everyone naturally couldn't help asking questions.

Yang Qing responded one by one, and waited for Qiu Chuji and others to enter the room to visit Sun Buer, then said to Bao Xiruo and Yang Tiexin: "Father and mother, I have something to do and I have to go out."

He didn't deliberately avoid Yang Tiexin, nor did he create a touching scene, it was just natural.

"Leaving again?" Bao Xiruo stepped forward and caressed his side face, reluctantly said: "Mother doesn't ask what you are doing outside. It's just that you just came back, can't you go back with me and stay for a few more days?"

Yang Qing said with a smile: "This time it's not a long trip, I'll be back in a day or two."

Hearing what he said, Bao Xiruo nodded and didn't want to keep him.

Yang Tiexin was hesitant to speak several times, but finally he didn't say a word.

He patted the shoulder of Yang Kang who was full of resentment, bowed his hands to Huang Yaoshi, and turned around to leave the yard.

"Boy, wait."

Yang Qing didn't take a few steps to go out, when he suddenly heard Huang Yaoshi calling to him from behind.

"Senior Huang?"

Huang Yaoshi approached, smiling playfully: "Your two swords yesterday were really tight."

Yang Qing smiled: "Senior, please speak up if you have something to say."

"Good boy, your personality is more attractive to me than Wang Chongyang's disciples." Huang Yaoshi raised his mouth slightly, and said, "You have learned Duan Zhixing's Yiyang Finger, why don't you see me using my supernatural power of snapping fingers?"

"Senior, don't blame me." Yang Qing explained: "In order to save people, Senior Yideng made an exception and passed on my Yang Finger. As for the supernatural power of flicking fingers, time is still short, and I haven't had time to study it yet."

"And it's up to you." Huang Yaoshi sighed softly: "If you want to find Ouyang Feng, you don't need to run far. Yesterday the street is two streets to the east. With your hearing, it should not be difficult to find."

Yang Qing was a little surprised when he heard the words: "Senior knew that I was going to find him?"

"I know, I don't know." Huang Yaoshi frowned and said, "You could have killed him last night, but you spared his life, I can't guess why.

No matter what your plans are, Ouyang Feng's martial arts are hard to find in this world, he can be regarded as a rare first-class master.

He has his own way of taking death, so if you kill him, you will kill him, don't humiliate him. "

"Senior, don't worry." Yang Qing nodded in agreement, and then asked: "I wonder where Qiu Qianren was seen yesterday, senior?"

"Hey!" Huang Yaoshi sneered, "This man is extremely treacherous, once your sword falls, you disappear in the blink of an eye, and even your employer doesn't care.

If you want to seek revenge on such a person, you can only go slowly. "

"Well, that's all I have to do."

After thinking for a moment, Yang Qing cupped his hands and bowed again, took his leave and left.

Ouyang Feng is not dead.

He did deliberately keep his hand last night.

Now his skill is invincible in this world, but it has not yet come to an end.

The newly practiced Beiming Divine Art is waiting to be fed. It would be too wasteful to kill such a master-level figure to feed him.

Even though one yang finger was used last night to heal Qiu Chuji's injuries, a lot of qi was lost.

However, he unexpectedly discovered that maybe he had a rejuvenation experience, or his true energy had changed.This time it is not like the last time in Dali, where it fell directly to the bottom and needs to recover slowly.

Changchun kung fu wandered in the body for a few weeks, and the true qi showed signs of rapid recovery. Although it was not at its full strength, it was enough to deal with the seriously injured Ouyang Feng.

Take to the streets, the lights that adorned the city walls yesterday have turned into a mess today.

Yang Qing followed the path back to the long street where the battle was fierce last night, and saw that the damaged houses on both sides of the road were still there, and no one had cleaned them up yet.

Near the wreckage where Ouyang Feng fell last, bloodstains could be seen faintly, extending to the distance.

It's just that the bloodstains are not facing east, but north.

He didn't care about any suspicious tactics, followed Huang Yaoshi's instructions, walked two streets east, and arrived at a residential area that stretched for several miles.

Different from where Qiu Chuji and others live, most of the houses here are low and dilapidated, some are even uninhabited, and the doors are wide open for people to come in and out.

Fei flew onto a roof, concentrated his ears, and then searched around while listening attentively.

Although it was broad daylight, he was occasionally seen leaping on the roof on the road.

It's just that his speed was too fast, and he disappeared without waiting for anyone to take a closer look.

To him, the long journey was just a blink of an eye, and not long after heading east, he found an insignificant and abnormal breathing sound in the backyard of an abandoned residential house.

Falling down in the courtyard, I saw a pile of dead wood in the corner of the overgrown wall, and the breath just now came from below.

He stepped forward and waved his hand, then swept the debris aside, revealing a small crypt.

At the same time, the breathing in the cave suddenly stopped for a moment, and then became violent again.

"Why did you hold back when you wanted to kill me last night? If you didn't kill me today, why come again!"

Hearing Ouyang Feng's gloomy and hoarse growl, Yang Qing said softly, "Of course I have my reasons. You come out by yourself, or should I go in to find you?"

As soon as the words fell, he felt the ground under his feet tremble slightly, and then the surrounding soil cracked, and a powerful force rushed upwards!
Seeing this, Yang Qing didn't dodge or dodge, he raised his foot and stomped on the ground, his true energy pierced through the ground.

The two opposing forces suddenly collided, and there was a palpitating muffled sound, which shook the earthen walls and the houses that had been in disrepair for a long time.

The escaping strong wind blew up countless smoke and dust, and the weeds in the courtyard fell to the ground and bent.

Yang Qing's clothes were raised slightly, but his figure didn't move at all.

It was just a moment of collision, Ouyang Feng was crushed alive with a single blow.

As he stepped through the crypt, he also saw Ouyang Feng who was in a panic.

At this time, he had already lost the demeanor of the five masters, his right arm was incomplete, his hair was disheveled, blood was mixed with mud, and his eyes were dim.

Lying in the mound and looking at Yang Qing, panting heavily.

Looking at him quietly, Yang Qing felt neither happy nor sad.

"Forget it, with a disciple like you under Wang Chongyang's sect, I deserve to die. This old man has been in the rivers and lakes for dozens of years, and I don't think today will come to an end.

Come, come, here is my head, Ouyang Feng, and you will cut it off! "

Yang Qing didn't answer the words, he took two steps and stretched out his hand to grab his left arm, when two piebald snakes came out from Ouyang Feng's cuff, opening their mouths to bite!

After listening to his bold words just now, Yang Qing knew that there was still a way out.Seeing two poisonous snakes rushing out, I was not surprised.

Breathing out the invisible energy from his fingertips, he cut off the snake's body and fell to the ground.

"Yiyang finger... No! This is not Yiyang finger!" Ouyang Feng's calculations failed, but doubts appeared in his eyes: "What kind of kung fu is this?"

"This is a yang finger, but I have a special qi, which makes it appear more powerful."

After finishing speaking, Yang Qing didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed Ouyang Feng's wrist with one hand, and when his thoughts moved, Beiming Zhenqi surged out of his body and got involved in the opponent's meridians.

Although Ouyang Feng is injured at this moment, his foundation is also damaged, but the root is still there.

Feeling Beiming's true energy rewinding back, engulfed in a huge amount of true energy, Yang Qing glanced at the panel, but saw that the upper limit of true energy soared all the way to 20!
The air mass formed by the Northern Dark True Qi in the body first expanded rapidly, lasted only for a moment, and then gradually shrunk in endless rotation.

The upper limit of the panel value has also dropped to 17.

This should be a process of removing the chaff and reserving the chaff, after all, this true qi was not cultivated by oneself, and it is normal for it to be depleted.

Withdrawing his palms, Yang Qing adjusted his breath, looked at Ouyang Feng again, his cheeks were already withered, and there was no light in his eyes.

He looked at Yang Qing with shock and even horror, and muttered to himself: "What kind of kung fu is this, what is this..."

The voice gradually decreased, until it could no longer be heard, and even died without being able to rest in peace.

When people die, nothing else matters, Yang Qing reached out and caressed his eyes.

Recalling Huang Yaoshi's instructions, he dug the nearby crypt for more than two feet, put down his body, and buried it.

Although this place is not a feng shui place, it is considered clean.

Of course there is no need to erect a monument. With Ouyang Feng's style, there are not a few people who want to dig up graves and flog corpses.

After leaving the yard, he thought of Bao Xiruo and Yang Kang again.

Now that Yang Kang's mind has been settled, the "Nine Yin Manual" can also be passed on to him.

Wanyan Honglie may not dare to come again after this lesson.But the Southern Song Dynasty is not long, and Lin'an is not a perfect place, so we have to think about the way out in advance.

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