I have many teachers

Chapter 297 Chuanlian Status Quo (3\3)

In the courtyard, the bloody smell left by the fight just now has not dissipated.

The atmosphere between Wang Anfeng and the two became silent.

Although Wang Anfeng spent countless efforts to find Meng Yuexue and Chuan Lian, at this moment, he didn't know what to say.

The grandfather of the girl in front of her once wanted to kill him, and her blood relative sect also died because of him.

Strictly speaking, the two of them are mortal enemies with a deep blood feud.

Meng Yuexue's eyes dropped to one side, she turned her hand back and retracted the long sword into the scabbard, pursed her lips, and said in a low voice:

"I'm going to see my brother, Brother Wang, do you want to come?"

Wang Anfeng nodded. Now that he was wearing an ink knife and dressed as a Jianghu warrior, he spoke again in that calm youthful voice, saying:
"That's natural."

Meng Yuexue nodded, and walked forward. Wang Anfeng followed behind with an ink knife on his back. They walked forward for about several hundred meters, but they all remained silent, as if they were walking alone. The atmosphere was really embarrassing and depressing, Wang Anfeng felt a little uncomfortable, so he pretended to be relaxed and said with a soft smile:
"I haven't seen you for two years, I don't know how Brother Chuan is doing now..."

"Thinking about it, it has changed a lot."

Meng Yuexue paused slightly, without turning her head, she just whispered:

"Do not……"

Wang Anfeng was slightly taken aback.

"Senior brother's words haven't changed much."

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Dressed in green clothes, with a slender stature, although his face is somewhat dull, his eyes are extremely clear. If he talks about martial arts, he is timid, but when he talks about pharmacology and medical skills, there is a flash of light between his brows and eyes, and he is focused.

This is what Chuanlian looks like in Wang Anfeng's memory.

But the person I saw in front of me was already haggard, with black hair and yellow hair, lying on the bed with closed eyes, breathing weakly, as if there was nothing there, he looked like a living dead, completely different from the high-spirited Jiang Hu youth two years ago Two people.

How can this be said to be true, not much has changed.

Wang Anfeng's heart was shaken, he took two quick steps, and raised his hand to press the pulse of Chuan Lian's right hand. An ordinary old man on his deathbed is much worse.

Wang Anfeng frowned, as if unwilling to give up.

Take a long breath, the internal force in the body circulates for a week according to the method of Hunyuan Gong, and it spreads from the fingers, following Chuanlian's meridians, trying to find out the reason why he fell into this state of suspended animation. If it is because of some kind of poison, then His Hunyuan Kungfu body just happens to restrain all kinds of poisons in the world, and it may be useful.

Meng Yuexue stood aside, her gaze fell on the defenseless Wang Anfeng, her right hand subconsciously clenched her long sleeves.
The sword, the thumb pressed on the hilt of the long sword, with only a little force, an inch of the sword edge popped out.

The sword's edge was sharp and cold.

Faces appeared before her eyes.

Grandpa, father, and everything I saw and heard in my past memories.

Every flower and every tree in Pharmacist Valley.

What you can see from the top of the bluestone at the highest point is the faint cloud shadow and glow, which stretches and flows, and the world is a sea of ​​clouds for thousands of miles.

Five fingers force.

On the palm of the hand holding the sword, through the skin that is no longer white and delicate, you can see the slightly arched blue veins.

Back then, Wang Anfeng went to the Valley of the Pharmacists, but the next day, the Valley of the Pharmacists, which was originally a giant, collapsed and destroyed. If there is no connection between the two, she would definitely not believe it.

She deeply hated her grandfather who had gone into evil ways and led to the destruction of the sect.

But for the person in front of him, for Wang Anfeng who almost destroyed her life, even if he could restrain himself rationally, even if he knew that it was not his fault, how could he not have the slightest hatred?

She is not a knight.

Not even a sage.

She can't distinguish between good and evil as cold as ice, and she can't meet each other and smile at each other.

She just wanted to be a girl with two points of savagery, but she just hoped that after being buried in every possible way, she could let her grandfather hold her hand and put it in the hands of her senior brother, and then help her senior brother travel around the world to practice medicine and collect strange prescriptions from all over the world , Wrote it into a book, handed down to later generations, and when they get old, they choose a place to live in seclusion at will.

That's it.

Now, grandpa has fallen into evil ways, and death is not a pity.

The brother was poisoned and turned into a living dead.

In the scene seen in the dream, she was the only one left, and her hands were already full of blood, not a doctor practicing medicine to save lives.

With this in mind, how can I be willing?
How can I let go?

Meng Yuexue looked at Wang Anfeng whose back was turned to her, her heart surged with demonic thoughts, her thumb was raised slightly, her sword edge was cold, she could stab the unsuspecting young man in front of her just by raising her hand, and suppressed her heart He expressed his hatred for a long time, but after struggling for a moment, he finally let out a heavy breath.

Almost staggering, she took half a step back, her eyes regained her composure, and raised her hand to gently place the sword in her hand on the table next to her. This simple action seemed to have consumed all her strength, and Meng Yuexue was unable to sit still. On the chair next to him, he tightened the medicine in his arms with his right hand and looked at Chuan Lian with his eyes closed.

The corner of the mouth is slightly raised, but the expression on the face is full of self-deprecation.

yes……

Two years have passed, only the senior brother has not changed much.

Wang Anfeng, whose back was facing Meng Yuexue, opened his eyes with a calm expression like a lake. He looked at Chuanlian in front of him, pursed his lips, retracted his palm, put the latter's thin palm back under the quilt, and slowly stood up. .

Perhaps, Brother Chuan...

Among us, maybe you are really the only one who hasn't changed at all.

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At the same time, in a small courtyard in this town.

The old man in green clothes sat on the bamboo chair with a calm expression, and when he was calculating the time it would take to hunt down the remnants of Medicine Master Valley, he could hear the subtle sound of the flaps of his clothes fluttering in his ears, his eyes shone slightly, The only way is that the warriors in the Bulao Pavilion have returned.

Turning his head, he saw several figures rushing over the green wall and landing on the ground, they seemed to have finally relaxed, their complexions were all pale, and they were gasping for breath, even a few of them seemed to be in a hurry just now Some, with his hands on his sides, sitting on the ground, breathing heavily, his posture is quite indecent.

Such behavior without superiority or inferiority caused the old man to hesitate slightly, and the expression on his face instantly hardened, as if a cold wind was howling from then on. Those warriors were originally covered with heat due to fear and rush. Sweat, but the temperature faded away in an instant, turning into hoarfrost and hanging on the body, and was extremely embarrassed for a while.

The woman's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly remembered a piece of news from the sect.

It is rumored that the old man in front of me failed in a mission and was demoted to a sect drug slave. He suffered from being devoured by ten thousand snakes for three years. From the Jianghu school, they attach great importance to the etiquette of respect and inferiority.

I and others acted just now, which obviously touched the elder's restricted area.

The woman felt a chill in her heart, and almost instinctively, she knelt down on the ground, bowed her hands and saluted, saying:

"This subordinate is rude, please forgive me from the elders."

Its reaction was quite quick, and before the old man had a complete attack, she had already bowed to the ground, plus she was also a deacon disciple in the Blessing Pavilion, and her cultivation had already reached the seventh rank, and there were elders who were not inferior to the old man behind her, and the latter was not good Continuing to attack, he snorted coldly, sat back on the bamboo chair, but still felt unhappy in his heart, frowned, and said:

"You are asked to catch the remnants of Medicine Master Valley, why are you in such a mess?!"

"Where is Zhu Xiao?"

"Let him make it clear to the old man, this is his so-called net, this is his so-called assurance?!"

The people in the Bulao Pavilion were shocked by Wang Anfeng just now. When they were running for their lives, how could they care about Zhu Xiao's corpse?Hearing this inquiry, the woman's heart suddenly jumped, she kowtowed again and saluted, then she raised her head, her complexion was already pale, and said:
"Fang Cai, Fang Cai's disciples have indeed discovered the traces of the remnants of the Medicine Master Valley, and the poison in his hands has been completely consumed by the people in the Jianghu.

The old man frowned and said coldly:
"Very good, where is that person?!"

The woman's complexion was slightly pale, she lowered her head and said:
"Already, he was rescued."

"Even Senior Brother Zhu Xiao died at the hands of that man."

The old man's expression changed suddenly when he heard the words, he sat up abruptly, he was not cold before.

Zhu Xiao is a very valued person in the Bulao Pavilion, so he was sent to take care of himself at a young age, and now he died suddenly here. When he returns to the mountain, there must be a lot of troublesome things. Then he wrinkled and got closer, turned his head to look at the woman, and said coldly:
"Who is that person?!"

The woman shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"I only know that he uses an ink knife without a sheath, and he is about in his early twenties."

"Behavior and dealing with things are all domineering."

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