As the steel knife fell, He Sheng only felt a stinging pain coming from his arms.

With a clang, the tip of the steel knife pierced the bluestone slab.

Then, an arm fell from the air.

At the bottom of He Sheng's arm, his left arm was cut completely, and the wound was so white that it was bone-like. After several seconds, the blood stained the entire wound red.

He Sheng felt very painful, and his whole body was trembling.

However, He Sheng's body stood very straight.

In just ten seconds, He Sheng's forehead was covered with sweat. He looked quietly at the old man in front of him, his eyes as calm as water.

Facing He Sheng's gaze, the old man's expression changed slightly, his eyes facing each other, but in just a moment, the old man narrowed his eyes.

Because, the old man suddenly felt a little uneasy when he was watched by the young man in front of him.

"The hand has been broken, can we leave, right?" He Sheng's vocal cords trembled and he asked softly at the old man.

The old man was stunned for a while: "Yes, but if I were you, I would treat the wound first."

After looking at his left hand broken arm, He Sheng's eyes looked ferocious, and he then said, "No."

After saying this, He Sheng turned his head to look at He He He and said softly: "Brother Death, let's go."

He He's eyes were filled with coldness. He Sheng had broken his arm for him. Just now, He He asked the old man for a sword. The old man gave him a knife. Before He He He was caught, he was snatched first.

On weekdays, He Sheng makes the decision on big and big things. Before doing some things, He He will also ask He Sheng.

He Sheng grabbed the knife, and He He thought that He Sheng had some other way, so he never thought about stopping him.

As a result, He Shi felt incredible that He Sheng actually cut off his arm.

This is somewhat inconsistent with He Sheng's personality.

"Old man, remember what you said. If Qin Yunjing suffered a little grievance in Qin Village, I will definitely flatten you, Qin Village in two years!" He passed by the old man, and He Sheng suddenly stopped.

Although the thunderous eyes and cold voice broke his arm, He Sheng still remained unchanged and arrogant.

Such a personality makes the old man feel a little precarious.

For a moment, the old man even regretted letting He Sheng leave.

Although this kid broke his hand, he was still a dangerous existence in the future.

He He walked to He Sheng's left hand broke his arm. He bent down and wanted to pick up the bloody left hand.

A voice came: "I asked him to leave a hand. If I pick it up, wouldn't I be able to pick it up?"

He He's movements came to an abrupt end. He bent over and slowly raised his head, and a hint of anger flashed through his eyes.

"Brother Death, I'm leaving, that's what I'll give him." He Sheng's voice came.

He He's body stiffened for a moment. He looked at He Sheng. After hesitating for a while, he straightened up and slowly followed He Sheng.

He Shi, who was walking towards the stairs, suddenly stopped again after walking a few steps.

Perhaps because he was unwilling to accept it, He Hei turned around and quietly looked at the old man.

"Let's come again next time, we fight. If you lose, I want you two hands." He He's voice was particularly cold, and after saying this, he followed He Sheng without looking back.

Walking down the stairs of the schoolyard, He Sheng's face had become particularly pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Blood dripped from the wound, and He Sheng only felt the pain in his left arm. After breaking his arm, he subconsciously wanted to raise his left hand, and a heart-wrenching pain came from the wound.

Fortunately, He Sheng used his true qi to seal the meridian and stopped the blood. He only needed to apply medicine to the wound and bandage it. In about a month, new skin would grow after the broken arm.

He Shen followed and walked side by side with He Sheng.

"If that hand is picked up, it can be picked up." He Xing said softly, as if asking He Sheng whether he wanted to go back to pick up the broken arm.

He Sheng's expression was calm, and he whispered: "No need, it's worth it to break one hand to keep her safe for two years..."

He heard this, He He frowned, and he lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something.

He Sheng took off his clothes and wrapped his broken arms in them. The two of them quickly walked through the alley of the ancient village.

"I vaguely remember that there was a person in a place who had the ability to have deep diseases, flesh and bones, and your hands might grow out." He Xing frowned and said softly.

He heard this, He Sheng's expression changed. He turned his head to look at He He Shi, his eyes full of surprise.

He was also a doctor, without breaking his arms, He Sheng didn't dare to say that his left hand would grow again.

He Sheng has never seen such medical skills as stagnation, flesh and bones, in ancient books.

"Where is it?" He Sheng asked.

He Shen shook his head gently: "I can't remember it very clearly."

"Then let me know when you remember."

"Um."

Passing by a medicine shop, He Sheng bought some raw herbs and gauze, and found a narrow corner of the alley. He Sheng asked He Shen to help him treat the wound and wrapped the broken arm tightly with gauze. During the process, He Sheng was so painful that his whole body was trembling, but he didn't shout.

Compared with Qin Yong and the third elder who also had his hands broken, He Sheng's spirit of cutting off his arm was definitely not comparable to these two people.

Because he walked quickly, one and a half hours later, He Sheng walked out of Qinzhai.

As he walked towards the parking lot, He Sheng's cell phone rang.

The caller was not someone else, but Qin Jing.

"Hey, Jingjing." He Sheng answered the phone and tried his best to make his voice sound calm.

"He Sheng, how are you?"

He Sheng was stunned and hesitated for a moment. He replied, "I'm fine. An old man let me go. I've left the village now."

"Then have you been hurt?"

He Sheng replied with a smile: "No, I wasn't hurt much, you don't have to worry about me."

"Oh by the way, that old man said he wanted to accept you as his disciple. That man is very capable. If you want to be his disciple, no one in the Qin village dares to bully you." He Sheng said in a relaxed tone.

"I know, he...he found me and told me too..." Qin Jing replied softly.

"That's fine. Anyway, you can't stop answering my phone number in the future. If anything happens, you have to call me as soon as possible." He Sheng said again.

"Yeah..." Qin Jing responded, hesitated for a long time, and then Qin Jing on the other end of the phone said, "He Sheng, I'm sorry, I'm too willful..."

"I should say sorry to me." He Sheng said with a smile: "Jingjing, can I pick you up in two years?"

"Okay, then I'll wait for you in Qinzhai." Qin Jing's voice was a little crying.

He Sheng smiled and said, "Okay, then remember to miss me. Qinzhai is a place of right and wrong. I may not be able to see you within two years..."

"It's okay, I call you every day."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your phone call every day."
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