Thousand Blades of Death

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At this time, Ouyang's pale face had a terrible dead gray, and the left face was swollen. The method of Ma Yuan's acupoint must be precise, but this viper is so toxic that even if he has already acupointed, he still cannot completely prevent the spread of toxicity.

Lu Xiaofeng drank a glass of wine and said coldly: "I'm leaving."

"Go?" Aunt Thirteen puzzled. She turned to look at Li Yanbei, but Li Yanbei also showed a puzzled look.

Where does Lu Xiaofeng want to go? They do not understand.

Ma Yuan had already pulled Shi Xiuxue out of the house, seeming to understand Lu Xiaofeng's plan.

Li Yanbei quickly stopped Ma Yuan, and asked in a low voice: "Master Ma, where are you going?"

Ma Yuan smiled slightly: "We are going to find someone."

"Looking for someone?" Li Yanbei still puzzled.

Lu Xiaofeng finally said: "Let's go find Ye Gucheng."

Li Yanbei stunned not to answer.

Lu Xiaofeng seemed to want to explain, but frowned, and finally gave up the explanation.

He just looked back at Ouyang Qing's face and said, "No matter what, I want to let her live!"

The words have been released, but where to find Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng's mind is blank.

Ma Yuan led Shi Xiuxue walking beside him, his lips always smiling slightly, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end, just smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Brother Ma, you are proud of the spring breeze, but I have a headache." Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly.

Ma Yuan snorted softly and slowly said: "What are you in a hurry. The person who should come will naturally come, and the person who should see will naturally meet-it's not that they don't report it, the time is not up."

It’s a good time. Lu Xiaofeng sighed and sighed.

Ma Yuan smiled more and more happily, suggesting: "Lu Xiaofeng, there is no way to go on like this, otherwise let's find a tea house first?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and responded. After walking for a long time, there was no clue, and he was indeed thirsty.

This sitting actually sat into the night.

Into the night. The night is deeper, and even the best business and the latest closing of the Chunmingju Tea House, the guests are gradually reduced, and it is now time to close.

Ma Yuan sent Shi Xiuxue back to the inn for a rest, and returned to the tea house. Lu Xiaofeng was still sitting there, staring at the pot of freshly brewed fragrance in front of him.

Upon seeing Ma Yuan, Lu Xiaofeng hesitated and said: "I have traveled a lot of places and I have inquired with many people. Until now, I can't even find the shadow of Ye Gucheng-Brother Ma, why do you say this? "

"Don't you think it's like deliberately hiding?" Ma Yuan asked casually.

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. For a long time, he frowned again, and asked, "But Ye Gucheng had no reason to hide. After all-even the pierced shoulders of him, he must have hidden the life-long and disabling Tang Tianrong, didn't he? "

Ma Yuan nodded.

It is true that even Tang Tianrong did not hide, and Ye Gucheng did not have a reason to hide.

Tang Tianrong's foothold is in a large-scale "Quanfu Inn" on Gulou East Street. It is said that many famous doctors specializing in traumatic injuries have been found. He has not left the capital, not because of his injury, but because the masters of the Tang family have come out of the nest, and rushed to the capital both day and night to avenge their brothers. This, of course, is bound to be a sensational martial art.

In addition, there is a great event on the rivers and lakes.

This matter is: Although Yan Renying didn't find Simon Blowing Snow, he found some very powerful helpers. It is said that there are not only lamas from the Tantric sect of Tibet, but also two mysterious swordsmen who have been practicing in the "Water of Our Lady" for many years.

These two things are equally detrimental to Ximen Bukiyuki and Ye Gucheng. The first group of people is looking for Ye Gucheng, and the second group of people is looking for Ximen Blowing Snow, so no matter who they win or lose, as long as they are still alive, There will never be a good life.

Both are his friends! Lu Xiaofeng's brow furrowed tighter.

He heard a lot of news, but he didn't have the same thing that he wanted to inquire, even Mudaoren and Gu Songju, he could not find it.

Lu Xiaofeng took a sip of tea and slowly said, "Brother Ma, sometimes I think--"

"Did you feel that you were too weak?" Ma Yuan had already answered before he finished.

Lu Xiaofeng stunned and nodded bitterly.

Ma Yuan smiled faintly and raised his hand to drink a cup of tea.

After all, Lu Xiaofeng does not know the truth, and it is not easy to figure out the ins and outs of the whole thing based on this limited information. It is not a small problem for anyone. Lu Xiaofeng has done a very good job.

The tea guest was even more sparse, and the large kettle in Dr. Tea's hand had been put down. He kept looking at Lu Xiaofeng with the corner of his eyes, apparently urging him to go quickly. Lu Xiaofeng pretended to be invisible, because he had nowhere else to go.

Without finding Ye Gucheng, how could he go back and face Ouyang Qing?

The freshly brewed tea is colder and the night is colder.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, picked up the tea bowl, and hadn't even drank a mouthful of tea——

Ma Yuan said suddenly: "Actually I know where Ye Gucheng is."

The bowl of tea in his hand was smashed with a "click".

Lu Xiaofeng stood up in excitement and straightened up Ma Yuan's collar: "What! Do you know? Then don't you say it sooner!"

"... Let go." Ma Yuan gave him a blank look and said lightly.

Lu Xiaofeng knew that he was out of order, he quickly let go, and said "sorry" three times.

Ma Yuan snorted coldly, and did not take this matter to heart. Suddenly he took out a carefully wrapped cloth bag from his arms and threw it on the table, writing lightly, "Take it!"

Take it? Lu Xiaofeng hesitated to open the cloth bag, the excitement in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't even laugh.

What was wrapped in this tarpaulin bag was actually a white cloth belt stained with blood stains and yellow pus. When the bag was opened, an unspeakable stench came out.

Looking at the pus blood on the cloth belt, Lu Xiaofeng felt a bit crying and laughing.

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