Chapter 329: He's fine, give me the medicine
"retreat!!!"
When Old Zhang shouted this word without any demeanor of a master, almost everyone thought that the person he was talking to was Wei Changtian.
After all, the latter had just used all his strength but couldn't hurt the fat man at all, so there was no reason for him to do it now.
On the contrary, Wei Changtian, who is facing the "Sand Waterfall Funeral", looks more dangerous at the moment.
Although he cut a hole in the sand curtain with his Moon-Picking Sword, the yellow sand still came crashing down on him.
At this critical moment, Wei Changtian had no time to think and could only use the Fuyao Step to retreat quickly, while continuously swinging the sword behind him several times.
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!”
The sword energy hit the sand curtain, making a series of loud noises and also slowing down the speed of the yellow sand again.
However, the full-strength attack of the third level realm is not so easy to resolve, so the next moment a wave of sand hit his back hard.
"Bang!!"
With a muffled sound, the body that was completely out of control suddenly flew dozens of feet away, then fell to the ground with a "thump", raising a cloud of dust.
"Master Wei!!"
Li Wutong screamed and rushed towards Wei Changtian, his eyes full of panic and worry.
But at this moment, except for her, everyone else's attention was focused in another direction.
“.”
“Pah, pah.”
Blood dripped down the corners of his clothes and became turbid when he fell into the dust.
The fat man's face was pale as he held his left arm tightly. The wound deep enough to see the bone was horrifying.
It was just a little bit and my arm would have been broken.
No, it should be said that if it weren’t for Old Zhang’s shout, whether I would still be alive today is another matter . How is this possible?
What kind of move was this? Why did it contain such a fierce "momentum"? The fat man was more and more confused and more and more scared.
He subconsciously raised his eyes and looked forward, and then saw Wei Changtian being helped by Li Wutong to slowly stand up from the ground.
"A-Are you okay?!"
Li Wutong held Wei Changtian's arm tightly, his face full of anxiety: "I, I will ask someone to find a doctor right away."
"Need not."
Taking a deep breath, Wei Changtian shook his head and interrupted: "I'm fine."
He really wasn't trying to be brave or pretentious, but there really was nothing wrong.
Liang Zhen had returned the golden cassock before returning to Shuzhou, and Wei Changtian has been wearing it ever since.
And the "Sand Falls Funeral" move just now, after being weakened several times, was still unable to break the defense of the Golden Robe.
So Wei Changtian was just a little dizzy at this time, but he was not injured other than that.
But Li Wutong didn't believe it.
"Don't try to show off!"
"Here is the elixir my father gave me, eat it quickly!"
"Don't move! I'll take you back to Xiyang Mansion right away."
“.”
There was a hint of crying in the anxious voice.
As Li Wutong spoke, he fumbled around in a hurry to pull out a small jade bottle from his arms. In order to save time, he even skipped the action of pulling out the cork and simply crushed the bottle with force. In a few seconds, he handed the only pill with a white background mixed with red threads to Wei Changtian's mouth.
White is the original color of the elixir.
As for the red thread, it was actually the blood that flowed out from her fingertips when the broken edge of the bottle was cut.
It is obvious that Li Wutong is now really worried that something might happen to Wei Changtian.
The latter didn't seem to appreciate it.
"I've already told you, I'm fine."
"Take back the pills"
The slightly impatient voice suddenly stopped. Wei Changtian looked at the blood-stained pill in front of him, then looked at Li Wutong's anxious expression. After a pause, he suddenly asked:
"What is this medicine called?"
"ah?"
Li Wutong was stunned, thinking that Wei Changtian was doubting the efficacy of the pill, so he quickly explained: "This is Tianyuan Pill! It is a magical pill that only our Li family can make!"
"You, you should eat it quickly! I won't hurt you!"
“.”
Tianyuan Pill? Wei Changtian's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly called up the system interface in his mind to search for it.
[Tianyuan Pill: Pill (Earth Level), made from mica mushroom, can heal all internal injuries, 200 points]
Hiss.
Li Wutong actually has such a good thing!
"Well, give me the pills. I'll eat them later."
"Oh?"
Half an hour later, Longmen Inn had returned to peace.
All the onlookers had returned to their rooms. After learning the identities of Wei Changtian and Li Wutong, the third-rank master named Huang could only consider himself unlucky and quietly returned to his room to heal his wounds.
As for Wei Changtian, he was currently sitting in a guest room with Li Wutong and Old Zhang, looking at each other in bewilderment.
"Senior Zhang."
Li Wutong gently poured a cup of tea for Old Zhang and broke the silence first.
"I heard from Master Wei that you are his master?"
"snort!"
Old Zhang glanced at Wei Changtian and confirmed the matter with a muffled groan.
But his reaction made Wei Changtian very unhappy.
Damn it!
I tried my best to save you, even though it was a mistake, but at least I did some hard work.
You are so good, who are you showing off to? ! "Master, tell me, why did you come to Dafeng?"
Rolling his eyes, Wei Changtian asked sarcastically, "Are you going to kill Yan Luo again?"
"Humph! Do I need to report to you what I am going to do?"
Old Zhang refused to be outdone, and glared back, "Evil disciple! Let me ask you, why are you in Dafeng?"
"I'm here to kill Yan Luo."
Wei Changtian got straight to the point: "Old Zhang, I already know your identity, there's no need for you to hide it anymore."
"oh?"
Old Zhang said with a smile: "Then tell me, what is your identity as a teacher?"
"Aren't you the mysterious swordsman who killed Yan Luo in Huailing Mansion sixty years ago?"
"What, what mysterious swordsman? Stop your nonsense, my evil disciple!"
"Come on, stop pretending."
"I'm not pretending!"
"Hey! You have to force me to produce evidence before you admit it, right?!"
"You, you evil disciple, are really making me angry."
“.”
Wei Changtian and Old Zhang soon started arguing with each other.
Although the two of them didn't think there was anything wrong with this way of communication, Li Wutong next to them looked stunned at this moment.
What is going on? "Zhang, Senior Zhang, Master Wei, you..."
"Ask again later!"
Wei Changtian interrupted Li Wutong's question with a wave of his hand, still staring at Old Zhang and attacking him madly.
"Old Zhang, let me ask you, was your original surname Zhou?!"
"I"
As if he was under a spell, Old Zhang, who had been denying the answer before, suddenly froze on his face when he heard this question.
He opened and closed his mouth several times, but finally did not deny it. He just sighed deeply like a deflated ball.
"well"
"Okay, stop sighing here!"
Wei Changtian curled his lips, but a huge rock fell from his heart.
Since Old Zhang is really the mysterious swordsman, many questions can be answered.
"Since you have admitted it, you should be able to tell me what is going on, right?"
“.”
Faced with Wei Changtian's questioning, Old Zhang remained silent for a long time this time.
He looked up at the endless Western Desert Gobi outside the window, then ran outside and brought back a jar of liquor.
“Crash~”
The wine in the jar flows into the bowl, and the wine in the bowl flows into the throat.
After drinking several large bowls of Shaodaozi wine, Old Zhang wiped the corner of his mouth, and then slowly told his story under the gaze of Wei Changtian and Li Wutong.
(End of this chapter)
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