Xuanxia

Chapter 340 Nosy
The night is hazy and the breeze is cool.

Fu Qingzhou gently pushed the wheels of the wheelchair under him with both hands and slowly moved forward.

After a few days, he was able to use strength in his hands and was no longer skin and bones. However, he was still thin, and as he had not seen the sun for many days, he looked very pale.

Tonight he suddenly felt interested and wanted to go out of the courtyard to take a look because the Wulin Alliance headquarters was becoming lively again.

The disciples of the Wulin Alliance began to hang lanterns and red silks on the eaves and corners of the buildings again. In the distance, the sound of tinkling bells could be heard.

It’s the Hidden Dragon Hundred Heroes Conference…it’s about to reopen.

These days, he also heard some news that Jiang Baichuan planned to complete the unfinished conference during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yes, there is Mid-Autumn Festival in this world, but it is not on August 15th, but in mid-September.

"That is to say, in less than five days, the Hidden Dragon Hundred Heroes Conference will be held."

Fu Qingzhou secretly said: "It seems that everyone has almost recovered... But in my current physical condition, I am afraid I can't fight anymore. I promised Jiaojiao that I would win the championship."

As he was thinking, he suddenly heard a familiar shout from outside the yard: "Brother Fu!"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "Brother Wu?"

Sure enough, the next second, Wu Changfeng strode in hurriedly.

There was still a bandage on his chest, but his face was rosy and his steps were firm, and it seemed that he had almost recovered.

"Hahaha, I can finally get out of bed!"

Wu Changfeng rushed towards Fu Qingzhou while laughing loudly: "I heard a long time ago that you were in a wheelchair. How about it? As your brother, I can recover faster than you! At least in this respect, I am better than you!"

Fu Qingzhou also laughed out loud.

From what Qiu Chan had described before, Wu Changfeng was one of the most seriously injured people. He was always worried about Wu Changfeng's condition on weekdays. But when he saw him now, he felt relieved.

"You also heard the noise outside and wanted to see the excitement?" Wu Changfeng saw Fu Qingzhou sitting at the gate of the courtyard, looking outside, and guessed it immediately: "Brother, should I push you out for a walk?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "That's great. I'm almost suffocating to death."

The two men had not seen each other for half a month. Before, Wu Changfeng had been stabbed several times by him in Sangmen Village, but the two men had no grudges against each other and talked and laughed all the way.

However, the lanterns hung by the disciples of the Wulin Alliance were not a good look and there was nothing interesting to see. They said they came out to take a look, but they were nothing more than wandering around and chatting casually.

As I walked, I heard the sound of heavy metal fighting coming from a small courtyard not far away. It was obvious that someone was fighting.

"Hey, there's something exciting to watch!"

Wu Changfeng immediately became interested and pushed Fu Qingzhou and trotted towards the sound.

When I got closer, I heard a familiar woman's laughter coming from the yard.

"Sister Tang Jiao, although your swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, your intention is too obvious. As soon as you move your sleeves, I know where you are going to hit~"

Then, Tang Jiao's voice came immediately: "Really? But Sister Qiuchan, why are you still having such a hard time dealing with it? Isn't it because the Purple Air Fairy Wind Temple's swordsmanship is too weak?"

The next second, the sounds of sword fighting suddenly became dense. Even though there was a wall between them, the sounds of swords, like the buzzing of bees and the sudden rain, made the two men feel oppressed.

hiss--

The wheelchair braked.

Wu Changfeng stopped, lowered his head, and looked into Fu Qingzhou's eyes.

"Is it Qiu Chan, sparring with Tang Jiao?" He coughed dryly: "Are you still going?"

Fu Qingzhou also cleared his throat and said, "We haven't recovered from our injuries yet. It would be bad if we were affected by the sword energy. Let's go somewhere else."

"That's right!" Wu Changfeng lowered his voice, and a wheelchair drifted on the spot. The two of them immediately turned around and changed direction, and the sound of fighting gradually faded away.

Women fighting is fun to watch, but sometimes it can be dangerous.

The two of them left the courtyard and strolled around the Wulin Alliance headquarters.

It has to be said that when people in the martial arts world have free time, there are two things they like to do most.

One is drinking, the other is exchanging ideas.

No matter where you go, you can either hear the sounds of fighting or the sounds of drunken laughter and crying.

Of course, there are not many young heroes left in the Wulin Alliance headquarters.

In the battle of Sangmen Village, the Wulin League did take in a large number of injured people, but many of them were not young people who participated in the Qianlong Hundred Heroes Meeting, but many heroes who came to watch the battle. Most of the young heroes did not even make it to Sangmen Village and were injured by Fu Qingzhou...

Now most of the injured have recovered. Those who remain in the Wulin Alliance headquarters are the young heroes who defeated the mechanical man and some heroes who took action in Sangmen Village.

As for the rest of the less seriously injured people, there was no place for them to be accommodated at the headquarters, so they were all placed in several inns in Luoyi.

"Hey, it seems that your friend from Wan Du Shan lives in the small courtyard in front."

As they walked, Wu Changfeng pointed to a small courtyard with lights on and said, "Let's go take a look?"

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "Brother Kua Ye? Is his injury healed?"

Since they were already here, they naturally had to pay a visit, but before they got close to the courtyard, they smelled a strange odor.

"what is this?"

Wu Changfeng twitched his nose, then his face changed: "Oh no, it's poison! Brother Fu, hold your breath!"

Fu Qingzhou naturally sensed it as well and held his breath immediately.

Wu Changfeng dragged his wheelchair back again and again, but a little red rash had already appeared on his skin, itching so much that his face turned red: "Damn it, what is going on? If he wants to play with poison, he can't let the poison smoke dissipate, right?"

"Brother Kua Ye shouldn't make such a mistake... Did something happen?" Fu Qingzhou looked solemn, then thought for a moment and said loudly: "Brother Kua Ye! Are you okay?"

After a moment, a light exclamation was heard from the yard.

Then the courtyard gate opened, and Kua Ye walked out with a confused look on his face - he was not alone, and Murong Xuan was following him?
"It's you?"

Kua Ye was delighted at first, but then his expression changed: “You guys didn’t get too close!”

Wu Changfeng kept coughing, more and more rashes appeared on his body, and he could not speak clearly.

Fu Qingzhou was fine: "What are you two doing?"

"We are researching poisons." Murong Xuan's eyes flashed with a sinister light: "In the battle at Sangmen Village, my poison claws had no effect on you at all, so I want to improve it..."

"...So she came to me for help." Kua Ye smiled bitterly and said, "We informed the Wulin Alliance not to let anyone else get close. How did you get here?"

"Ah?" Fu Qingzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "There's no one around to stop us. I'm afraid we've been called to hang lanterns?"

"..."

Wu Changfeng was so itchy that he jumped up and down, his eyes widened. Only then did Kua Ye notice him, and quickly took out a bottle of medicine from his arms and threw it to him from a distance.

At this time, Murong Xuan looked at Fu Qingzhou with sparkling eyes: "Are you okay?"

Fu Qingzhou blinked: "It seems so."

Murong Xuan slowly turned her head and looked at Kua Ye: "It seems that it needs improvement."

“Alas…” Kua Ye sighed, “Miss Murong, you’ve almost drained away all my abilities.”

"will not."

Murong Xuan's eyes flashed with a sinister light again: "The Ten Thousand Poisons Mountain has an extremely profound foundation. I have benefited a lot from it. I believe... you can still surprise me."

After that, she didn't care about Fu Qingzhou and Wu Changfeng, and asked Kua Ye, "How about adding five liang of purple zombie flower, three grams of grass ginseng, and six human-faced spiders to each portion of medicine powder?"

Quaye shook his head: "This way, the toxicity can indeed be greatly increased, but your fingers can't withstand it."

"What about reducing the dosage slightly and adding some white powder for blending?" Murong Xuan asked again.

Kua Ye's eyes were stern. "You can give it a try, but if you want to make the enemy live a life worse than death, this may make them lose consciousness too quickly, and you won't achieve the effect you want..."

Once the two of them started chatting, they acted as if no one was around and no longer paid any attention to Fu Qingzhou and Wu Changfeng. They went into the courtyard while talking.

Fu Qingzhou: “…”

Wu Changfeng: "Ahem... Damn it, I shouldn't have come here!"

After he took the powder, the rash on his body quickly disappeared and he returned to normal, except that his face was still very red. He didn't know if it was because the poison had not been eliminated or because he was angry.

"Okay, Brother Wu, let's go back." Fu Qingzhou said with a smile, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, don't get tired."

"Back again."

Wu Changfeng waved his hands: "Fuck him... I'll teach them a lesson in a few days when they get on the ring!"

(End of this chapter)