As soon as Lu Ziyu finished speaking, he screamed and rushed towards the person on the stretcher, like a puppy sniffing bones.

The Grandmaster on the stretcher was covered with a blanket. Lu Ziyu squatted next to the stretcher and took off the blanket. The unconscious Grandmaster looked like his leg was injured, and most of his right leg was bandaged. Lu Ziyu saw that there was nothing hanging on the Grandmaster's waist.

Bag, he reached into his arms to feel it. As soon as he touched a bag and took it out, suddenly, he felt his hand being grabbed and was so frightened that he screamed and stepped back.

Qin Fang, who was sitting behind, immediately stood up and jumped in front of Lu Ziyu with his sword in hand. The grandmaster on the stretcher slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were confused at first and then sober. He slowly turned to look at Qin Fang. When he saw Qin Fang

Standing aside with the sword, he was shocked.

Lu Ziyu didn't realize until he saw the person on the stretcher waking up. Although he was a master, he was now disabled. What was he afraid of? He had forgotten to pick up treasures just now and was shocked. After realizing, Lu Ziyu walked to Qin Fang and held his hand.

Pressing on Qin Fang's sword, he said: "Mr. Qin, it's okay, put down the sword. He is a cripple now and can't even stand up." Qin Fang slowly took back his sword, but did not go back. He stood guard next to him.

Lu Ziyu stepped forward and stood in front of the stretcher, saluted the old man and said, "Junior Lu Ziyu has met my senior."

The old man looked at Lu Ziyu for a long time and then looked at Qin Fang. This time he said to Lu Ziyu in a hoarse voice: "Who are you? Where are my people?"

Lu Ziyu looked at the old man and said regretfully: "Senior, they have already been laid to rest in their graves."

Upon hearing this, the old man's face turned red and he coughed, and finally coughed up a mouthful of blood. It took him a long time to calm down, but his voice was still hoarse and he said: "Why did you kill them? Who are you?"

Lu Ziyu said: "Senior is wrong, they wanted to kill us, and in the end they died. We were just passing by to make soy sauce. There was no grudge at first, but your people didn't seem to be easy to talk to, and in the end they died."

The old man looked at Lu Ziyu quietly and said nothing. Although he didn't know what soy sauce was, he could feel that it was true that Lu Ziyu said that they were passing by. It seemed that his person died a bit unfairly. Yes, do

In their profession, they are wary and suspicious of everyone.

Lu Ziyu saw the old man was silent and suddenly asked respectfully: "Senior, when will you die?"

Qin Fang, who was next to him, twitched his mouth when he heard Lu Ziyu's words, and turned his face away, as if he didn't recognize Lu Ziyu. The old man opened his eyes after hearing this and said with a gloomy face: "You don't have to worry about whether I die or not."

Lu Ziyu said calmly: "But how can I get my storage bag if you don't die?"

Qin Fang, who was next to him, walked away. It seemed that the old man was really useless. He hadn't moved yet. It was useless for him to stay here. He was still being bombarded by Lu Ziyu's words. His heart couldn't stand it, so he had better stay away.

The old man's chest rose and fell as he gritted his teeth and said, "This is my storage bag. When did it become yours?"

Lu Ziyu argued: "If you hadn't woken up earlier, that bag would have been mine, but it's okay. I showed it to you just now. You can only live for two days at most. When you die, it will still be mine."

When the old man saw Lu Ziyu walking to the side and sitting down as if waiting for his death, a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Lu Ziyu sat on the stone next to him and meditated. He gained a lot from the battle today. He recalled the battle just now, analyzed his shortcomings, and what to do in the future. The night passed like this. The weather didn't seem to be good today.

, a bit gloomy, a bit like it's going to rain.

I got up and stretched out. My cultivation improved again last night. It seems that I will have to fight more people in the future, which will help my cultivation. I went to the stream to wash my face. I still had the firewood I picked up yesterday. I drove a car.

Build a fire and start the tiger leg test that I didn't finish yesterday.

Looking at the browned tiger legs, Qin Fang's appetite aroused. He divided it into half and took the remaining one and took a bite. It was really crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The spices were absorbed into the meat. It seemed that his barbecue skills had been upgraded.

The old man lying on the stretcher next to him swallowed. He had not eaten for almost two days and was really hungry. He thought about it and said, "Brother, can you give me something to eat too?"

Lu Ziyu took a bite of the tiger meat, chewed it a few times, swallowed it and said, "If you don't give it, you should die early so that I can get the treasure."

The old man was a little angry. He opened his mouth for a long time without spitting out a word. Finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Give me something to eat. Take it now."

When Lu Ziyu heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "Really?"

The old man reached out and took out the storage bag from his arms with difficulty and threw it to Lu Ziyu, gritting his teeth and saying, "Here you go."

Lu Ziyu quickly stood up, picked up the storage bag, shook the tiger leg in his hand, put it on the old man Du's hand and said: "Thank you, senior. When you die, I will help you bury you in peace."

The old man almost smashed the tiger leg in his hand, but he didn't have the strength to do it, and he couldn't bear to do it. This was the most expensive tiger leg he had ever eaten in his life.

Lu Ziyu watched the old man eating tiger legs with difficulty and suddenly said to the old man: "Senior, do you still want to eat tiger legs in the future?"

The old man glared at Lu Ziyu and said: "Didn't you say that I am going to die? There will be no future." The old man also knew his situation. Unless there was a martial saint or the best doctor in the world, he would be dead, so he used Nawu.

The bag has been changed to tiger legs.

Lu Zi said with a silly smile: "That's not necessarily true, it depends on what price you can pay."

Hearing this, the old man sneered and said: "For the price, can you still cure my injury??"

Lu Ziyu also smiled and said: "Hey, senior is really a master of calculations, he knows all this."

The old man glanced sideways at Lu Ziyu and said with a contemptuous smile: "How long have you been weaning your little baby? Be careful if you talk too much and your teeth will fall out."

Lu Ziyu was unhappy when he heard this and said: "Old guy, don't believe it. Did you see the cold-faced man next to him? His Dantian meridians were disabled more than 20 years ago, and I cured it in only one year."

The old man was shocked when he heard this and said loudly: "Are you telling the truth?"

Lu Ziyu said contemptuously: "How dare you lie to a man who is about to die?" After speaking, Qin Fang in the distance shouted: "Mr. Qin, come here, this old guy doesn't believe in my medical skills."

Qin Fang, who was in the distance, turned around and saw the old man with a hopeful look on his face. He walked over, stood in front of the old man for a while and said, "He has very good medical skills. I used to be just like you."

Lu Ziyu looked at the surprise on the old man's face and said, "How about it, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"Boy, come here and heal my injury. Heal me and I will give you glory and wealth. I will give you whatever you want." The old man said eagerly.

Lu Ziyu looked at the old man like an idiot and said: "Why should I save you? I was born with glory and wealth. Give me whatever I want. It seems that I have everything you have, but you may not have everything I have."

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The old man calmed down after hearing this and said, "Then what are you going to do to save me?"

Lu Ziyu was silent for a while and said: "You seem to have nothing to give me, except you. I will save you, and you can sign a master-servant contract with me."

When the old man heard Lu Ziyu's words, he suddenly became furious and said loudly: "Impossible."

Qin Fang, who was standing next to him, was shocked when he heard Lu Ziyu's words. You must know that the master-servant contract is a contract that only the master can sign. The master can communicate with the world for a period of time. No one can violate the contract established when communicating with the world, not even the Martial Saint.

No. In this world, generally no grandmaster will sign a master-servant contract. The most he can do is take a martial arts oath. After signing a master-servant contract, it will be difficult for a master to improve his cultivation. Although the martial arts oath cannot be violated, there are ways to avoid it.

As long as the martial arts oath does not violate the oath and the cultivation level is not violated, it will not have any impact.

Lu Ziyu was not disappointed when he saw the old man's rejection. He had never thought about success: "It's impossible, just forget it. You can wait here to die." After saying that, he said to Qin Fang: "Mr. Qin, let's go, here.

It’s been stopped for a long time.”

Qin Fang didn't say anything, just glanced at the old man and turned around to leave. Lu Ziyu put away his small pot and left.

Seeing Lu Ziyu and the two walking further and further away, the old man's face was uncertain. Finally, he gritted his teeth and shouted to Lu Ziyu: "Brother, wait a minute." But Lu Yu ignored him, and finally the old man shouted: "I agree."
Chapter completed!