Although Zhao Wuyou said it very politely, Ji Mao's first reaction was still to refuse. He didn't want his relationship with Zhao Wuyou to be clouded by anything else. Even if they no longer contacted each other, he didn't want to take advantage of Zhao Wuyou's
Compassion to save one's own tragic fate.
The two talked for a long time, but Zhao Wuyou still failed to convince him, and Ji Mao was still unwilling. He thought that he was useless now, and Zhao Wuyou only used him because he had taken care of him for a few days, and he felt guilty.
Zhao Wuyou finally stopped arguing with him and said directly:
"Let's do this. If you don't say you're useless, I won't say you're useful. We'll see each other later."
After settling the bill, Zhao Wuyou arranged for Bingqing and Yujie to find the best doctor. They all went to Ji Mao's house to treat his and his father's injuries.
"Wuyou, you can't do this. We don't want to use such an expensive gentleman right now." Ji Mao saw that someone was already treating his father's injuries at home. He felt a little sorry and quickly looked at Zhao Wuyou and said.
However, Zhao Wuyou did not give him a chance to argue anymore, and simply said:
"You should concentrate on treating your injuries now. After two days, you will know that I am definitely not lying to you. That matter really has to be your responsibility."
After the doctor's diagnosis and treatment, Ji Mao's injuries were more serious than his father's injuries. However, because of their financial constraints, the two of them did not receive proper treatment. If they were strong enough, these minor injuries would be nothing at all.
After a while, the two doctors opened their old wounds, re-applied medicine to the wounds, prescribed a few more medicines, and asked their disciples to quickly make medicines for the Ji family and his son.
Ji Mao was originally unwilling, but despite Zhao Wuyou's persuasion, he finally lay on the bedside and let the doctor diagnose and treat him. Moreover, the doctor also brought him good news.
The stab wound he suffered before and the arrow wound his father suffered could be almost healed as long as he rested for two days. However, both of them were injured and could no longer fight and kill, and could only do light work.
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The doctor gave the medicine to Ji Mao and his son and left, and all the things Zhao Wuyou arranged were delivered to his home one by one.
"Ji Mao, you can rest in peace. When you are well in two days, we will discuss future matters together. Seeing that it is getting late, I have arranged for two people to take care of you and your son."
After Zhao Wuyou finished speaking, he supported Ji Mao's body and said somewhat angrily:
"Don't move, it won't be good if you hurt your vitality. If we have anything to say, we'll talk about it another day."
Without waiting for him to say anything else, Zhao Wuyou left with a smile and told the few people who stayed to take good care of Ji Mao and his son.
Bingqing Yujie, who had been watching from the side, did not expect that Zhao Wuyou would be so interested in someone, so they asked curiously:
"Young master, you have such a good relationship with that young master named Ji Mao. I have rarely seen you so busy helping someone."
Zhao Wuyou laughed and did not explain. Although his relationship with Ji Mao was short-lived, Ji Mao was a very good person, which made Zhao Wuyou feel that this person was someone he could get along with.
After a while, everyone returned to where they were staying. When Banban walked to the room, he was timid and looked at Zhao Wuyou with a bit of a whimper.
This guy is so cowardly, he must have met that mysterious woman, otherwise he wouldn't be so virtuous.
Zhao Wuyou didn't dare to let the two girls into the room again, so he made an excuse and sent the two girls and Banban to rest in the next room while he opened the door pretending that nothing happened.
"Haha, long time no see. You come and go in such a hurry." Zhao Wuyou looked at the mysterious woman sitting at the table and said with a smile.
The latter had no intention of joking with him, but took action directly and threw a tiger beard at Zhao Wuyou. The jade-white tiger beard quickly rushed towards Zhao Wuyou.
His heart trembled, and he quickly dodged. With a "duang" sound, the tiger's beard was pierced on the beam behind him.
"What do you mean?" Zhao Wuyou looked at the woman with a dark face and a murderous look in his eyes.
The woman stood up without saying anything, silently walked over, pulled out her tiger beard, then looked at Zhao Wuyou and said:
"Some people say that you have lost your cultivation and can no longer practice. I am here to give you a try."
Without waiting for Zhao Wuyou to react, the woman held the tiger's beard in her hand and stabbed Zhao Wuyou's eyes at an extremely fast speed. Her other hand was not idle either, and her fist went straight into Zhao Wuyou's stomach.
Despite all the calculations, he never expected that his ally would actually test whether he still had any cultivation. Zhao Wuyou did not stand still, but with an extremely difficult expression, he dodged the woman's attack and pretended to
Act like you are weak.
After a brief test, the woman determined that Zhao Wuyou's cultivation level had been greatly reduced, so her attitude became even more indifferent:
"Hmph, a fool who doesn't know how to live or die can actually be fooled like this. You deserve your lack of cultivation."
Zhao Wuyou, who was scolded, was not willing to show weakness and retorted:
"My cultivation base was gone before, but the Dragon Phoenix and Ming cultivation bases I cultivated with Long Shengyi are still there and are still recovering. It's just that I can no longer practice the Supreme Tao Sutra.
But if you want to dissolve the alliance, I don’t have any objections. I just want to stay away from you and live a good life by myself. The life I have now is not what I want.”
The mysterious woman didn't say anything, she just glared at Zhao Wuyou and then disappeared. The speed was three times that of her peak.
Zhao Wuyou looked at the back of her leaving, but felt that the matter was not simple. Logically speaking, this woman should not know that he was plotted by the emperor.
After all, she and Long Shengyi were together, how could she know that she had been plotted against, and that the emperor had done something disgraceful and had certain ambitions. If this was revealed, wouldn't it damage the emperor's identity?
Since she couldn't get the news from the emperor's mouth, who could she get the news from? Could it be possible that she could still predict the situation? It just didn't make sense.
However, Zhao Wuyou thought about it and realized that there might be another hidden meaning in this matter. If the people behind the emperor knew about this matter, and then told it on a small scale in order to confuse other people in the barbarian land, it just so happened that this mysterious matter
Women can hear it too, which would explain why she knows it.
The more Zhao Wuyou thought about it, the more likely it became that the emperor's backstage was a tribe of mythical beasts from the barbarian land, and the mysterious woman was from the barbarian land. Furthermore, she had a close relationship with the people behind the emperor. This was the best chance she could get the news.
However, Zhao Wuyou now feels that this matter is a bit dangerous. After all, this mysterious woman can pry into such privacy, which means that she is not far away from the power behind the emperor, but she completely relies on the Dragon Saint Clothes for her strategy.
, Long Shengyi cannot be by her side all the time. If this continues, if she is not strict with her words, something will definitely happen.
Zhao Wuyou didn't dare to think about it anymore. Although he had speculated so much information, none of it had real evidence. Even if he told Long Shengyi, the latter wouldn't believe it.
We can only hope that this mysterious woman can disguise herself well and never betray herself once she is discovered by the people behind the emperor.
Late at night, Zhao Wuyou practiced for two hours. During this period, his own skills had also recovered to the point where he didn't need to be afraid of the strong opponents in the capital.
However, the mysterious woman had already arrived, and the news she brought was not good enough. Zhao Wuyou's mind was very confused, and his heart was not calm. He could not practice for a long time, so he simply lay on the bed and prepared to sleep.
The moonlight filtered through the window. Zhao Wuyou was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, still unable to fall asleep. Then, as his mind moved, he got up and left the restaurant, heading to the Li Mansion to talk to Li Lezhi. This chapter has been completed!