This Body is Cheap

poisonous! Lu Baiyu felt the wound burn.

I can't use all my strength.

The bodyguard named Huoli set up Lu Baiyu.

Another one named Tuwu fought with the surrounding assassins.

The strength of Tuwu is quite strong.

Although Lu Baiyu couldn't move her hands and feet.

But the consciousness is still very clear.

It's just that these assassins are numerous and powerful, and the Huoli assassins are protecting Lu Baiyu.

But seeing Tuwu getting more and more difficult.

Huo Li watched impatiently.

"Go...go help..." Lu Baiyu said with difficulty.

Scarlet Fire Fist! Huo Li finally made a move.

But he just put Lu Baiyu at his feet.

He repelled the people who surrounded him.

The strength of these assassins is not strong, but there are many people.

And all of them are not afraid of death.

Lu Baiyu was in a hurry.

Suddenly, that familiar feeling reappeared.

The wound that was originally hot, inexplicably produced a cool and refreshing feeling.

At the same time, black blood began to ooze out of the skin.

And his wounds are healing at an alarming rate.

quick! hurry up……

The weakness of Lu Baiyu's body is rapidly receding.

At this moment, a large number of warriors rushed out of the surroundings.

Lu Baiyu was startled.

But soon he discovered that these warriors were not enemies.

They are rounding up these assassins.

Lu Baiyu looked up, and saw her father standing outside the warriors.

Lu Baiyu had the urge to greet his mother on the spot.

But considering that his mother is his grandmother, let it go.

Using your own son as bait is not a human being.

Lu Baiyu was furious in his heart, do you want this old boy to die?

...

After Lu Baiyu was sent back to the mansion, the old man stood there to keep warm with a calm face.

"Doctor Wu, quickly show my son the injury."

Doctor Wu looked at Lu Baiyu whose chest was covered in blood.

Not daring to be negligent, he began to check Lu Baiyu's wounds.

"Forehead……"

There were white marks on Lu Baiyu's chest.

Doctor Wu was speechless. Is this red patch ketchup?

He opened the clothes on his chest and looked for a long time, but he couldn't find the so-called wound.

"This... this is..."

"How is my son?" Master Lu who was standing behind asked.

Doctor Wu pondered for a while, maybe he was poisoned, maybe it was the blood he spit out.

Doctor Wu checked Lu Baiyu's pulse again.

"Doctor... Doctor Wu? What happened to my son?"

Doctor Wu raised his head with a complicated expression, and looked at Master Lu.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lu...your son...you are happy."

Master Lu stopped being a man on the spot, and grabbed the famous doctor with one foot in the ground in front of him: "You, tell me again! What do you say about my son?"

Dr. Wu lowered his head. In the past, no matter what high-ranking officials or dignitaries, even people in the palace, if there were five or six people in front of him, he would dare to spray back on the spot.

But this time...he felt that maybe maybe maybe maybe maybe should have estimated...wrong.

...

Lingyun Academy——

Knock Knock Knock——

Biyun opened the door, and the black-clothed assassin staggered in.

Before Biyun could speak, the black-clothed assassin gave Biyun an IOU.

"Where's Mr. Shu?"

"Inside, you came really early today, did you go to assassinate before the sun went down?"

"The opportunity is rare, so let's do it."

The assassin in black didn't hide anything anymore.

In the past few days, he has come here every day.

Every time I come with a wound.

But the past few days came in the middle of the night.

Only this time the evening came.

Biyun poked his probe outside the door to make sure there was no one following him, and then closed the door.

"How many rebel leaders were killed today?"

In the past few days, the city has gone crazy.

Leaders of the rebel army were killed every day.

The culprit was of course the black-clothed swordsman in front of him.

Shu Xiaobai was coming out with food.

"Mr. Shu, I need treatment."

"oh."

"Then you should hurry up." The black-clothed swordsman was a little anxious.

"Treat your savior, you'd better be more polite. You should know that your current bounty is one thousand taels. If you didn't owe me one thousand five hundred taels now, I would have exchanged you for the bounty."

"I'm sorry..." The black-clothed swordsman lowered his head, "When will you heal me?"

"Didn't you see that we are going to have dinner?" Biyun had already sat down at the stone table in the yard, holding chopsticks in her hands.

"Biyun, I didn't prepare your share, you should go home."

Biyun jumped up against the table and looked at Shu Xiaobai angrily: "If you don't let me eat today, no one else will eat it."

What a crime... Do you want to ask Mrs. Lin to return the product?

The black-clothed swordsman was even more frustrated, looking at me.

I'm covered in blood.

Please respect the wounded.

It's a pity that neither Shu Xiaobai nor Biyun is interested in this.

Finally, the two of them finished eating.

Shu Xiaobai finally began to heal the swordsman in black.

"Mr. Shu's profound medical skills, I admire you."

The swordsman in black looked at his recovered injury, and looked at Shu Xiaobai with emotion.

Shu Xiaobai glanced at the black-clothed swordsman: "I also admire your thick skin."

"Didn't I write an IOU?"

Shu Xiaobai took out the token he found from the black-clothed swordsman's arms that day, and slapped the black-clothed swordsman directly on the face.

Two red words, Tianyuan, were printed on the face of the black-clothed swordsman.

"Don't go too far, I'm a Tianyuan enshrined!"

"Have you finally admitted it? Then you say, there's no use for me holding this IOU?"

"I am also a person with a head and a face, and I will never do such a thing as not repaying my debts."

"I don't believe you. I really think that after you finish your work, you might bring a group of officials and yamen servants to your door."

"Then what do you say?"

"What can I do, I don't think about what to do, I don't plan to ask for the money, but before you leave, it's not too much to be humiliated by me a few times? It's considered a debt."

The black-clothed swordsman vomited blood angrily, and shouted: "I would rather pay back the money."

"Then you pay it back."

"Not now."

"This topic is back again, don't beep if you don't have money, or don't come to me next time you get hurt."

When had the black-clothed swordsman ever been insulted like this, he looked at Shu Xiaobai angrily: "You can do whatever you want."

"Okay, the injury is healed, let's go."

"Humph! Farewell!" The black-clothed swordsman lifted his sword and left, and turned back when he reached the door: "If I don't come back after this trip, I will ask someone to return the money to you."

"Oh yes, interest is calculated."

The body of the black-clothed swordsman trembled.

But there are still things to do tonight, calm down, must calm down.

The black-clothed swordsman took a few deep breaths, finally calming down.

Biyun glanced at the back of the black-clothed swordsman: "Poor ghost."

The black-clothed swordsman's mood just stabilized became irritable again.

This master and apprentice is here to anger himself.

After the black-clothed swordsman left, Biyun said, "Master, I think our source of income may be cut off."

"Oh? How did you see that?"

"He was walking with the wind just now, and he didn't even look back. He looked like he was planning to escape at night."

"No, you're wrong." Shu Xiaobai glanced at the direction where the black-clothed swordsman disappeared into the night.

"Where did I go wrong?"

"It's not that our money is broken, it's mine, and it has nothing to do with you."