Rong Qing was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looking at Li Geng who was lying on the ground, with a ferocious death, and a fatal injury on his chest was still bleeding.

Although the eldest son of the Li family was sad and angry just now, his life was even more important. He did not dare to come forward to steal the body, so he followed Pei Jingzhe to register for food.

So, Li Geng died.

Rong Qing didn't know what he felt. Although he had just proposed to share the responsibility with Cui Bulu, now seeing that Li Yan and Wuyi and others are not dead, he also felt that it would be better not to die after all. If Li Geng could not die, then the war that would defeat others without fighting would be considered the highest level of a winner.

Yang Yun suddenly jumped up, and his finger Cui Bugu said excitedly: "Bastard, you don't dare to kill them at all!"

Cui Buqun didn't say anything back, nor did he let Qin Miaoyu beat him up. His reaction was to reach out and grab the other person's bun and twist it hard and hit the cylinder next to him.

Yang Yun, who had been hungry for several meals, was unable to resist at all. After a muffled sound, he screamed in pain in a vague way, covered his mouth and nose and bent down, and blood dripped from his fingers.

Rong Qing also felt that his nose bone was sore and painful.

Cui Buqu said coldly: "I don't want to kill you now, it's not that I don't dare to kill you. Don't be shameless. If you are not tactful, I can throw you to the victims and tell them that you are the culprit of their family's destruction and displacement. I will get you back when you are beaten to death."

Yang Yun squatted on the ground and covered his face and whimpered, not knowing whether he was crying or crying for pain.

Fortunately, Cui Buqu is sick for a long time and his strength is not enough, otherwise he would not only have nosebleeds, but probably his nose bones will also be broken.

Cui didn't go forward.

Yang Yun shrank reflexively.

But when he saw Cui Buqun change his face, he was a little surprised and concerned, "Mr. Yang, why are you touching the pillar again? If you have any worries, why don't you keep yourself in your heart."

Yang Yun:...

Rong Qing:...

Yang Yun wanted to cry very much.

He was weak now, and even Cui Bugui could not beat him. Even if he could beat him, he would not dare to fight him. There were Qin Miaoyu and several Zuo Yuewei staring at him, but he was really about to collapse by Cui Bugui. Tears were flowing down the blood, and his whole body shrank into a ball in the corner, trembling.

Cui Bugu also bent down and patted his shoulder, comforting him warmly: "Get a good rest and take you back to Beijing in a few days."

Rong Qing was eye-opening.

Think about it if it were him, could he solve it so quickly?

Do you dare to solve this problem?

I'm afraid it can't be done.

It’s not because his authority is smaller than that of Cui Bugu, the Censor held the emperor’s will to the emperor. If he wanted to take action first and then report, as long as he could bear the subsequent accountability, he might not be able to kill him. But Rong Qing knew that he could not take ruthless measures. Not to mention letting him kill Wuyi, he would probably have to think about it and not be able to move the knife for a long time.

Cui Bulu killed and cheated, and in just half a day, these people spit out what they had eaten into their mouths.

Yang Yun must have hated Cui Bugui in his heart, but what can he do? The evidence of the crime is as good as a mountain, and he can save his life. Even if he takes some messy paths in the future and regain his identity and background, he probably gives him ten more courage, and he dare not provoke Cui Bugui.

Rong Qing eliminated the last little emotion in his heart and was completely convinced.

The big thing is settled, but it doesn’t feel good if Cui doesn’t go.

He asked someone to take Yang Yun down and continue to close him. He originally wanted to go over and see Feng Xiao. The other party was in seclusion and should not be disturbed, but it was always possible to stand at the door to see. As long as he saw whether the inner room door was closed, he would know whether the other party was out of danger.

But when he walked outside the yard where Fengxiao was, he stopped.

The pain like a needle prickly floated up from the heart and spread densely throughout the body, as if it was strangled to the throat, unable to breathe, and as if it was pressed into the water. It was desperately trying to rush out of the water, but it was powerless. The breath that could be sucked into the nasal cavity became thinner and thinner, and the feeling of power quickly spread to the limbs.

It is soft and heavy, like a stone.

Cui Buqun knew that this was an old disease attack, and his wheezing and palpitations had occurred frequently before. Usually, one ice pyridium can be relieved. But now, the ice pyridium is gone, and the only three remaining were used by Feng Xiao. Qiao Xian went to the neighboring county to find medicinal materials to help him refine it, and he didn't come back so soon.

And his old disease, which was probably not so fast, came suddenly and was in a raging momentum.

I probably have been exhausted these days.

After all, at first I had to think about how to deal with Yang Yun and the others, but later I went to find someone in the rain.

With his physical condition, it's time to get into trouble.

Because Qiao Xian knew it, he would not let Feng Xiao give him Bingzhi Dan without telling him to give him Bingzhi Dan.

But compared with the old disease attack, the former is still a little more dangerous. Cui Buqu feels that he can tolerate it. Over the years, he has been used to it.

If you bear it, you will pass.

He walked very slowly, almost holding on to the wall, step by step, his back was not as straight as usual, but he could not see anything unusual, because his expression was very calm, as if he was looking at the scenery along the road, and no one could see that he was enduring the pain.

Bone-eroding and heart-sufficiency.

Pei Jingzhe walked towards him and saw him outside, and stopped to say hello.

"Cui Zunzun, are you here to see the husband?"

Cui Bugu said no, and said calmly: "I can't walk anymore, please help me back."

He said he couldn't walk, that means he couldn't walk anymore.

Cui Buqu’s mind is comparable to gold and stone. His ability to endure pain is no less than that of any master in the world, but his body is like a rotten wood and stone.

Pei Jingzhe was shocked and hurriedly supported his tilted body.

"I'll help you invite a doctor?"

"No." Cui Buqi's eyebrows were so slouched, his tone was still calm, "The doctor here is not as good as Qiao Xian. She has already gone to find medicine. Just help me back and rest."

Pei Jingzhe felt guilty when he thought of the three ice elixirs and did not dare to say more. He responded quickly and carried Cui Bu back to the house.

"Don't worry about me, I'll lie down."

After Cui Bugu said hoarsely, he took off his shoes and put them on the couch, and didn't even change his clothes. He rolled the quilt and wrapped it in.

He has no habit of complaining and complaining about pain. It is useless to say more. Now, except for Bingzhi Dan, no medicine is useful. Instead of talking to Pei Jingzhe, it is better to save some effort and get through this level first.

There was a sound of closing the door gently from behind.

Cui Buqu breathed slowly.

Another wave of pain surged.

Cui Bugot to close his eyes.

He no longer remembers when the initial pain occurred.

It should still be in the Cui family. Because he fought back a child of the Cui family who bullied him, the other party cried and complained with his injuries. Cui Buqu was locked in the woodshed by his partial elders to "reflect".

And it was a winter night, and the cold wind penetrated through the gaps in the doors and windows, whistling and echoing in the empty woodshed room.

Cui Buqu was too young at that time. Even if he was smart and calm, he would always suffer. After all, the gap between the strength of the two sides was too far.

It was originally said that I would be locked up for an hour, but when the winter solstice was spent outside, everyone was busy worshiping ancestors, and it was lively inside and outside. Who would still remember the child in the woodshed who didn't even have a serious name? Cui Bugu was frozen for a whole night and was not discovered until dawn.

Everyone thought he would die, but there was no one. Cui Buqu survived again. Even Cui Yong had to secretly say that the name he gave him was a bit weird. Cui Jie Cui Jie was really as tenacious as the weeds at the steps.

But, at that time, his heart disease and wheezing became more and more serious, and he had reached the point of life-threatening level.

Cui Buqun struggled back from the brink of death again and again, because his life seemed cold and hard, and even the King of Hell refused to accept it.

Over the past many years, he has experienced countless such attacks, and the familiar pain seems to have become a part of his body.

With Bingzhidan, ordinary diseases can be ignored, and even if they become serious, they can effectively relieve the pain.

He thought of Fengxiao.

For some reason, although he knew that the other party was in a very dangerous situation, he just felt that the other party would definitely be able to survive.

Maybe it is the illusion that Feng Xiao is too confident and proud in his daily life.

The so-called disaster has been passed down for thousands of years.

Cui Bugu curled up the corners of his lips slightly.

His forehead and neck were covered with sweat.

All the clothes on the front, chest and back were soaked, and the quilt was wet.

But when thinking of Feng Xiao, it seems that it can make the attention slightly less focused on the pain and also make the time less painful.

He can silently draw the other person's facial contour in his heart.

That is indeed a very beautiful face.

The best one should be those bright peach eyes.

Even if you speak, you will be three points inferior.

I don't know if it was too much pain and hallucinations, but he found that someone was blowing at the back of his neck.

It's daytime, are you going to be a ghost?

Cui Buqu even didn't have the strength to look back.

One hand then touched his neck, and the other hand penetrated into the quilt like a snake, pinching his wrist accurately.

The thick and pure true energy flowed from the acupoints to the whole body, like a warm current. Although the heart still felt pain, the whole body was as if it was sunny, as if it had relieved the pain.

No one except one person has such a strong true energy that can be used to waste and consume.

Fengxiao.

Cui Bugu murmured, and he didn't even have the strength to make a sound.

But there was a hint of joy in my heart and broke out of the ground.

He indeed broke through the shackles and successfully got out of seclusion.

Although Cui Buqun is not familiar with martial arts, he also knows that every time a martial arts practitioner passes a difficult time, his martial arts will be further improved. Since Feng Xiao can leave the barrier, he must have broken through himself and gained a glimpse of the higher realm of martial arts.

"How about three ice elixir pills, I will agree to my body?" Feng Xiao lowered his head, took his lips, and his true energy flowed into his lips and tongue.

Cui Buqu hasn't seen such a method that seems to heal but is shameless to take advantage of it. He was shocked for a moment, but he couldn't speak out, so he could only raise his head slightly and ask for it. His neck was folded into a fragile curve, and was steadily supported by one hand.

The two bodies were separated by a quilt, but they were almost entangled with each other.

"...Get out." Cui Bugui's mouth finally regained his freedom, and he couldn't wait to express his opinions.

But his eyelids were immediately held in his mouth and sucked until they were thinly red. Even physiological tears floated up, and they wanted to fall.

Cui Zun was beyond tolerance.
Chapter completed!