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39 Broken Blade Lingding (2)

Ling Li's face turned worried, "Although your injury is not fatal, you must not take it lightly. I know that you are unintentional to listen to my instructions now. You can go back first. As long as you find 'Lingding' and Zhuque can be detoxified, you should always have the heart to take care of yourself, right? At that time - whether you want Zhuque to heal your injuries or adjust your breathing by yourself - or if you have something to solve, you want to come out and find me to ask for a recipe - I am always here."

Jun Li couldn't speak, so he bowed to him deeply. He knew that Ling Li was unwilling to save Zhuque, but he was willing to tell him about "lonely" because of his own sake, but he really had no time to say much at this moment. He also bowed down, and he immediately turned around and walked out.

It was already dark. Jun Li got on the horse and rushed to Yiyi's residence. When she was "Lingdian", she asked Zhuque in person was not the best choice. However, Yiyi had not been separated from Zhuque in those days, and she would not have no impression of such an important weapon.

"The sword used by Song Ke..." Yiyi felt aware of Jun Li's question. "I remember that Lord Zhu was angry that day and abandoned him in the water, and no one was allowed to touch and salvage him. The sword... was thrown down with him!"

Jun Li felt a chill in his heart. - He threw down the water. Regardless of whether there was an antidote hidden in the sword, even if there was one, he would have been in the water for so many days, and he would have disappeared.

"You, you sure it's..." His breath was a little intermittent.

Yiyi nodded. "I can't remember it wrong."

Jun Li bit his lip. "Where was the place where he was thrown into the water?"

Yiyi thought about it, "Mr. Zhu walked straight to the riverside and never walked away, so the riverside nearest to the mansion is the one."

Jun Li nodded. The breath in his throat was frivolous, and he did not dare to stay for too long, so he said goodbye in a hurry.

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People can be washed downstream, but the sword will only sink to the bottom of the water.

In this section of the forbidden city, the water is turbid and the guards are rushing. These can be solved. If there is no such hot force that penetrates the meridians. With this, it makes it almost difficult for him to breathe on the 6th, and the coughing of the lungs, how can he find something in the water that is difficult to determine the exact direction, and not be revealed?

As Yiyi said, Jun Li found the general location, stood by the water for a while.

The best situation is that the antidote is still there; the second best situation is that the sword still has toxicity, and it can be roughly inferred to the poison belonging to it and prepare the antidote; even in the worst situation, you can get the sword, go to Huaiyang, and exchange the antidote with Song Ke.

No matter which one it is, you must finally salvage the sword.

He thought about finding a helper in this forbidden city - he thought about finding okra or finding Cheng Ping - there were only two choices. But in the end he came alone. Although okra would definitely help, her injuries were not healed, and he would never want to make her suffer additional changes and worries. Cheng Ping - not to mention whether he is completely trustworthy, at least his tacit understanding with him is far from 10, and the situation he is in is too eye-catching.

The moon is dark and the stars are dark, and it cannot shine through this gradually cooling river, nor can it light up his current confidence. But he has no choice. He wrapped his belongings in a Taoist robe, hid them in the horn of darkness, waiting for the patrol to leave, calculating his time.

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Everything is getting quieter, but Xiajia Village is still brightly lit.

Since the owner of the manor Xia Zheng went south and the eldest young master Xia Feng surrendered to the prince, the bustling bus has long been no longer as lively as before. The young manor Xia Chen followed his father's advice and refused to get involved in any matters related to the court, so he kept the village calm for the time being. His parents wrote many letters from Meizhou. At first, the danger on the way shocked Xia Chen, but it can be seen that the rest of the day was settled. The letters often mentioned that the name of Jun is

Li's Taoist priest was said to have been recuperating in the mansion a few months ago. Last month, he said that he left Meizhou and returned to Beijing. The letter did not mention what kind of friendship Jun Li had with his father, but the red spikes on his sword that night were firmly imprinted in Xia Chen's mind. He firmly believed that he was his father's "best friend" - because, if not, why did he travel thousands of miles and protect his father and why did his father mention him repeatedly in the letter?

Jun Li returned to Beijing yesterday evening, and today the news finally reached Xiajiazhuang. Xia Chen and Jun Li were not familiar with each other, but they were still a little happy inexplicably. They wrote a letter to Meizhou and sent it. Just after the handling was done, a guest came to the village.

Although he was a guest, Xia Chen was not unhappy because it was not someone else who came, but his cousin Tuoba Gu. In the past, there were parents and elder brothers, and even if Tuoba Gu came, he would not deal with him very much. But he knew that his cousin was very powerful. Since he was willing to come, he still cared about this relative in his heart, so he came out to greet him solemnly.

But Tuoba Gu obviously did not come for his Xia family, but he just made Xiajiazhuang the place to come to Lin'an. As expected, he went out shortly after a while and returned until dark. Xiajiazhuang is still brightly lit, which is because of him.

For some reason, he seemed to be in a bad mood. Xia Chen had already sent someone to prepare the guest room and talk to him carefully, but Tuoba Gu naturally would not tell him the whereabouts of the "pure Yin Body". If he could tell others, he would not have to come in person.

Ling Li's stubbornness today was beyond his expectations, which made him very unhappy, but he really couldn't find a reason to do it, because - his sister was indeed Ling Li's wife who had been told to the world back then, and it was natural to stay with Ling Li. What he was even more unhappy was that she was so deeply harmed by her physique, but Ling Li had deceived him for several years, and she was only willing to reveal it when she was asked by herself today - but this matter was not Ling Li's fault, just because he had been trying to treat her, and he asked himself that as his brother, he couldn't do it.

He was the leader of the Qinglong Sect, so he could not spend several years in the bitter and cold land like Lingli. He also wanted to capture Zhuque's disciple to Qinglong Valley, so that he could borrow this person and treat her by himself. But he still had rationality. Not to mention that this move would provoke Zhuque again, at least this would inevitably make the news that the "pure Yin body" returned to the Central Plains is even more invisible.

He knew that Ling Li's persistence was to protect his sister, so even though he was furious, he had no choice. Now that he thought, what he was most worried about was that there were too many people who knew that she was still alive, especially among them, there were Zhuque people - why would they be willing to keep secrets for Ling Li and not reveal the news of the "pure Yin Body"?

It was too late. He said in his heart. If the Taoist priest wanted to say, Zhuque should have known it. I hope Zhuque could understand the palm I had on the Taoist priest today. It was also a warning to him. If he wanted to see me because of this, he naturally knew that he should come to Xiajiazhuang to see me.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that Jun Li didn't plan to talk about this palm to Zhuque.

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"Lingding" was washed away by the water flow, but this half of it almost exhausted Jun Li's strength. He finally found it from the mud at the bottom of the river, held it in his hand, and tried his best to free up the water.

At this moment, his chest felt like it was about to burst, and his breathing was completely out of control, so it was hard to know after sucking in a few sips of water. It was not until he staggered to the shore that the feeling of drowning came up, and the lungs and water flowed down. His hands and feet were soft, and he couldn't help but lie on the shore and coughed, as if his soul was about to leave his body.

"Who?" A question came from a distance. Jun Li knew that if he was not too high or too low, he would not be able to hide in such a voice. He could only hope that the team that had been patrolling was afraid of his identity and would not ask too much. After all, the patrol guards in the Forbidden Palace were under the jurisdiction of Zhuque. As long as he lies, it would not be too outrageous, no one would make things difficult for him.

As the footsteps approached, a group of figures gradually appeared. "Master Jun Li?" The person who was there was obviously recognize him, and his words were very surprised, "What happened?"

He should indeed be surprised, because Jun Li's face was pale and covered in water. He was breathing continuously, and even if he had to stand up, it seemed to have been a lot of effort.

Jun Li glanced at him, but his heart sank. This Huafu Guard was not an ordinary patrol captain, but was one of the deputy commanders who served as the guards of the forbidden palace. He was on duty nearby tonight. Although this person was under the jurisdiction of Zhuque, he was in the fourth rank and was at the same level as Zhang Ting and Xia Zheng before. He was probably not a fool. Jun Li remembered that when he came to the palace on the first day, he had seen him report the situation to Zhuque. He seemed a little arrogant. At least, his every move was not like the promises of others in front of Zhuque. But in addition, he had only met him twice in total. He thought that he did not often walk in the palace without any trouble. Except for knowing that he was surnamed Shao, he didn't know anything else, let alone any friendship.

He could only barely breathe and bowed, "Mr. Shao, nothing is wrong, I am here alone..." Since he was facing him, those random excuses were probably not easy to use, and he was suddenly at a loss for a moment, not knowing how to explain it so as not to reveal the flaws.

Lord Shao had already ordered his side and said, "Go and get dry clothes and dry towels for the Taoist priest."

"Thank you, Lord Shao, I dare not do anything." Jun Li hurriedly stopped this matter. It would be fine if this matter was stopped by this group of people. If there was a big stir, even if he was not afraid of anything else, he was afraid that Zhuque would find out the situation after he knew it.

Lord Shao raised his hand to stop his left and right, and his eyes swept him carefully, twisting his eyebrows without notice. "You go forward first, don't make too much noise. I'll send the Taoist priest back home and come over to meet later." His tone changed a little subtle, and he waved his hand to instruct the fifteen people behind him to leave first.

When Jun Li heard that he was restrained from this matter, his heart was filled with doubts, "Mr. Shao laughed. I... I'm not good at water, but... I'll take a break for a while and I'll be fine, so I won't have to give it to you."

"The Taoist priest seemed to have suffered internal injuries." Lord Shao's eyesight was very poisonous. Seeing that Jun Li was unable to stand firmly at this time, he approached and reached out and helped him, "I'm afraid he just fell into the water, right?"
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