"Doctor Mo, come and have a look."

In the side hall of Heihu Hall, Mo Qiu was hurriedly led in and walked towards a seriously injured and unconscious wounded person.

Old Ding stood beside him, frowning.

Another person was anxious and paced back and forth in the hall, his hands tightly and sometimes holding them.

Double whip in wind and rain!

This is a brother and sister, surnamed Cui, and is said to be from a certain place in a foreign county and has a very sharp whip method.

Strength is all about forging bones!

Lying on the ground was her sister Cui Hongying, with a pale face, weak limbs, and breathing even less.

Because of her martial arts practice, although she is a woman, her figure is not as weak as she is.

Even if you are in a coma, your slender and graceful body can still be seen full of explosive power, just like a female leopard.

The skin is smooth and firm, rich and elastic.

His face is not pretty.

Her facial features are profound and timeless, and her pale white and shaking lips make her face lively.

This is a woman full of masculine beauty.

In comparison, her brother Cui Chuanbai has a somewhat ordinary appearance, even a little ugly.

Hawk-eyed and hooked nose always gives people a sinister and vicious feeling.

Mo Qiu took a step forward, reached out and held the woman's pulse, and looked solemnly and carefully investigated the condition.

After a moment.

"True Qi?"

"Not bad." Old Ding nodded:

"The one who injured her was Feng Lei Jun Lei Wang, the leader of the White Horse Bandit, who was the master who cultivated her acquired true qi."

"It is said that true qi has endless uses, and it can go straight into the vitals without damaging the skin and flesh. It is true." Mo Qiu sighed lightly and said:

"The five internal organs were damaged, especially the heart fire was weak. If Miss Cui had not had strong qi and blood, she would probably not have been able to hold on for so long."

"Doctor Mo." Cui Chuanbai, who was standing beside him, changed his expression when he heard this. He immediately grabbed Mo Qiu tightly, and his voice stuttered:

"I...is my sister still saved?"

"Don't be anxious first," Mo Qiu comforted him and said:

"I have a prescription called Shenling Yangxin Prescription. It can stabilize the condition, but can it be saved..."

Speaking of this, he shook his head gently again.

"My heart-protecting medicine can increase the chance of three points." Old Ding stroked his beard and said:

"But no matter how you take the medicine, if Miss Cui can't wake up within two days, everything will be useless."

Don't ask for nodding, expressing your agreement.

"ah!"

Cui Chuanbai's face turned pale and his body shook.

"Hey!" Old Ding shook his head and sighed:

"We have no other way to do this kind of injury. We can only observe it frequently after taking medicine to prevent the condition from worsening."

"Whether you can wake up depends on Miss Cui himself."

"Then, is there no good way?" Cui Chuanbai was still unwilling to give up any hope.

"Hero Cui." Mo Qiu said:

"In this case, even if Mr. Xu takes action personally, he will not have any other choice."

"Not bad." Old Ding nodded:

"By the way, Miaoyaotang has suffered too many injuries in the past two days. It would be better to let Miss Cui go to Dr. Mo's mansion to temporarily live."

"This is also convenient to observe."

"This..." Mo Qiu was stunned.

"Doctor Mo." Cui Chuanbai immediately took a step forward and held Mo Qiu's hands tightly:

"It's a labor!"

"I heard that Dr. Mo likes to collect martial arts. When my sister wakes up, she will definitely present a martial art."

You only give it to me after waking up, are you unwilling to suffer a loss?

Mo Qiu twitched his lips, and faced the other party's impatient expression, he had to nod and respond.

"Report!"

The loud shouts from the front hall made the three of them turn their heads.

From the side hall, you can see that a man rushed into the hall and handed a letter to the hall owner Zhong Shan.

"Um?"

When I opened the letter, Zhong Shan raised his eyebrows.

"Master, what's wrong?" Feng Yi twisted her body and asked.

"Yunzhao." Zhong Shan did not answer, waved his hand, and the letter paper in his palm shot towards Zhong Yunzhao like a sharp arrow:

"For you!"

"My?" Zhong Yunzhao reached out to take it, his face was surprised, and his head lowered and his face turned cold after he swept over:

"Feng Lei Jun Lei Wang invites me to go to the top of Mingfeng Mountain and fight to the death?"

"He's so brave!"

Feng Lei Jun Lei Wang, as the leader of the White Horse Bandit, has been famous for more than ten years. He is a real acquired master.

But Zhong Yunzhao was not afraid at all, but instead contemptuous of the soundtrack.

Lei Wang's strength is almost the same as Shi Xiao. He can kill Shi Xiao, and he can also kill Lei Wang.

"What are you thinking about when someone surnamed Lei invites the battle at this time?" Feng Yi frowned, with confusion.

"What else can I think!" Zhong Yunzhao looked up and said coldly:

"We have killed so many of his subordinates, and as the leader, of course we have to regain this face."

"It's just that he chose to be one-on-one with me, but it was a wrong decision!"

"Don't be careless." Zhong Shan shook his head:

"Lei Wang became famous before Shi Xiao and I were not showing any signs. No one knew whether he had any trump cards."

Then hesitated: "And, that Mingfeng Mountain..."

"Yes, if you want to go to the top of Mingfeng Mountain, you must pass through the first line of sky, which is a good place to ambush." ​​Feng Yi shook her head and said:

"Master, three-stage heads. In my opinion, this matter must be a fraud, we don't need to pay attention to it!"

"What can you do?" Zhong Yunzhao sneered:

"It is still acceptable to trap other people in the first ray of sky, but it is of little use to those who have achieved true qi."

"As for the trump card..."

His eyes narrowed:

"We have plundered the Sifang Sect and obtained several sets of protective armor. Are we still afraid that the surname Lei will fail?"

"It's okay to agree!"

"That's it." Feng Yi frowned:

"I always feel something is wrong."

"Indeed." Zhong Shan nodded, and should be:

"Lei Wang's temperament is hard to figure out, but he is definitely not a reckless person. I'm afraid there are other plans."

"No matter what plan he has, the generals come to block the water and soil, as long as they have enough strength, there is no need to be afraid." Zhong Yunzhao's face was gloomy:

"And the one named Lei said in the letter that if I win, the White Horse Bandits will definitely retreat when they encounter Heihu Hall and will not make any intention to make things difficult for them."

"This is an opportunity to quickly resolve disputes between the two parties!"

Once this statement falls, there is a silence in the field.

Whether it was Zhong Shan, Feng Yi, who looked hesitant, or the others who wanted to persuade him, their expressions changed.

After a long time, someone spoke slowly:

"When is the third gear, about?"
To be continued...