Yang Lin rushed forward and rushed to the ground. When he arrived in Zhongdu City, it had just become dark.

It is indeed the most prosperous place in the country. By the end of Youth, the lights have not yet been extinguished.

The city is bustling with crowds everywhere.

Those who sing when drinking, those who are drunk and dream, flowers and willows are everywhere.

Walking along the river bank, soon a thin young man about fifteen years old came up and bowed to him on the spot, saying that he would meet the young master.

Then, without talking about it, he got to the point and said hurriedly: "Master Wang lives in a secluded shop in a corner of the West City. The villain saw Guo Shaoxia go out with a gloomy face and never come back.

"Are you sure the people from the Zhao Prince's Mansion have not been found?"

"It shouldn't be... The three of us brothers took turns to follow and monitor at any time, and no abnormalities were found.

After Master Wang was injured, we immediately rushed to report to the young master.

In the Zhao Mansion, I guess it was because I thought that Taoist Wang had already had a poisonous attack, which was not worth worrying. I just sent a large number of people to buy some medicinal materials from major pharmacies, and I no longer paid attention to it."

This is a plan to remove the firewood from the bottom of the pot.

A hint of coldness flashed in Yang Lin's eyes.

If you know what poison the other party is infected with and what medicine is needed, you can take away all these medicinal materials with powerful human and financial resources.

In this way, the poisoned person will either wait for death or ask to come to accept humiliation, and in the end they will inevitably die.

This strategy is too vicious.

"Who presided over the drug collection operation?"

"It should be the little prince Wanyan Kang. He has great power in the Zhao Palace and can be used as a player.

The villain hid aside and listened carefully. When the officials talked to the medicine shop, they claimed that they had been ordered by the little prince."

"Master Qiu has accepted a good disciple."

Yang Lin snorted coldly and suddenly laughed.

He turned around and patted the boy on the shoulder, and said in a harmonious voice: "I remember your name is Yueguan, right? Don't call yourself a villain in the future, just call yourself a little brother.

I'm not an official, I don't have that big air...

If you do things well, you must make a great contribution in this matter. Go back and take the token, ask the master of the village to teach you that you have advanced martial arts of killing boxing. You must practice hard day and night, and you will use it more in the future."

After Yang Lin finished speaking, he took out a small triangular jade pendant from his body and handed it over.

"Thank you, my son, I would like to repay you."

The thin boy was obviously also a sensible person. He lay on the ground and kowtowed three times, then quietly retreated into the darkness.

There were two boys around him, so they left as well.

He did not come to greet him.

These kids are actually orphans from Taihu Lake. They have been making a living by licking blood from the knife since they were young, and they admire Lu Guanying the most.

Especially when Yang Lin moved into this body, he was even more arrogant and brave, fighting against Jin soldiers, killing masters, and forcing King Zhao to leave.

It's like one person fighting against another country.

None of these guys screamed in excitement.

I heard that from the day when Sha Tongtian was killed, the two provinces around Taihu Lake have spread the name of Lu Guanying.

In one day, thousands of young and strong men joined the major water villages in Taihu Lake.

Especially, when He Peng and Li, the three major village leaders, regarded the killing boxing as the foundational martial arts and taught them accordingly.

That area of ​​water was already in full swing.

In just three months, according to letters from He's village leader, the forces under his command had increased by more than ten times at this time.

The number of permanent elites has reached 3,000.

Therefore, although the Song Dynasty is weak these days, the people are not without blood, nor are they without elite men, but without heroes.

Anyone who dares to fight against the Jin soldiers and pulls the banner.

That was a call and a hundred responses, and a crowd of heroes gathered.

It has been so many years since the Jingkang shame that the Song people have been suffering from gold for a long time.

Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance.

There was no sufficient resistance force before, because there was a lack of a capable leader.

Now, Yang Lin's reputation is limited to Taihu Lake. By the future, his martial arts and ambitions will spread all over the world.

At that time, a command was naturally followed by all the scenery and the world was repeated.

...

Yueguan inquired very carefully.

Indeed, the situation of Yuyangzi's true man King Chuyi is already very bad.

When Yang Lin saw him, he saw this cheerful Taoist priest who had been happy and cheerful. At this time, his body was already erect and his eyes were blue and purple.

In short, it was less than half a month since the two separated, and Yang Lin almost recognized him.

"Master."

Yang Lin was shocked and accidentally stepped on the bluestone floor of the store with a click.

His murderous aura was boiling in his heart. Although he wanted to kill directly into the Zhao palace, he was worried that Wang Chu would not be able to hold on.

Of course, we need to ask about the situation carefully.

If you have a wrongdoing and a debt, you must find the right enemy.

In his memory, he only knew that Wang Chuyi seemed to be poisoned and was attacked by someone else, but the specific situation was a little blurred.

"Look, you have good internal swordsmanship, and you can't even compare to your master.

However, your qi cultivation skills are a little too late. What should I do to break the floor of someone else?”

Wang Chuyi looked calm and seemed not to care about life and death.

I also have the intention to mock my disciples' qi cultivation skills.

As he said this, the shock in his eyes betrayed what he thought.

Just a trace of momentum emanated from the aftermath, shattering the bluestone, and the apprentice became increasingly unable to understand.

Even if you are not injured, if you want to do the same thing, you may need to use your strength and step on it hard.

Who is the Iron Foot Fairy?

"It's all here, Master, you are still so free and easy."

Yang Sen sighed and reached out to put his hand on Wang Chuyi's wrist vein.

He has learned some medical science, although he is not very proficient.

However, a simple operation of using power to drive away poison will still do it.

When internal force entered the body, he found that Wang Chuyi's five internal organs and six internal organs were all eroded by an extremely violent toxin.

If he hadn't cultivated his energy for many years and had developed a strong internal force, he would have probably had poisoned his heart and died of a life-threatening death.

But even if the internal strength is strong and can temporarily withstand the toxins, it still can't hold on for too long.

When your skills are exhausted, you will die.

“How long can I last?”

"It's no problem to save your life. If you don't get the antidote in twelve hours, this skill will probably be useless."

Wang Chu flashed his eyes and said lightly.

Yang Lin smiled and said, "I am not that stupid boy Guo Jing, Master, don't coax me."

You are not a waste of kung fu. Not to mention twelve hours, I think if you can't even hold on to half of the time, you will be in danger of your life.

"Did you see it?"

After being exposed, Wang Chuyi was not embarrassed at all.

He shook his head and said to himself: "Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. We who practice Taoism have made many things clear. Back then, you, the ancestor of Chongyang, was also the same as the heavens and the New Year, so there is no need to force some things.

Now that the Zhao Prince’s Mansion is full of masters, our Quanzhen Sect’s staff did not arrive in Zhongdu in time, and it was too late to do anything.

Don’t act recklessly. If you fall into it, how can you let the master deal with it?"

It turned out that Wang Chuyi didn't tell Guo Jing before, and now he didn't tell Yang Lin about his true injuries. In fact, he was afraid that they would take risks and take it completely with the Zhao Mansion of the Jin Kingdom for himself.

This is the action of an egg hitting a stone.

No matter how you look at it, it is not wise.

Yang Lin did not object to Wang Chuyi's concerns, but just smiled and asked again: "Master's injury seems to have been hit by the poisonous palm skill."

As far as I know, there are three people practicing poison skills in the Zhao Palace. I wonder which one of them did it?"
To be continued...