The spring water is gurgling.

Fang Yuan sat next to the stream, cleaning the wound on his body while thinking about this action to see if there were any flaws left.

"I destroyed Song Zhigao in one fell swoop. I originally wanted to cut off the Song family's arm, but I didn't expect that Song Yujie was there too, so I could only kill them together!"

Fang Yuan did not regret it at all after killing Song Yujie.

On the contrary, if he had high martial arts skills at that time, even if the elder Song Zhong was there, he would have been killed!

Since you are already a mortal enemy, how can you not eliminate the root cause?

"Except for Song Zhigao, in a short period of time, I can be said to be able to rest assured...just..."

Fang Yuan frowned slightly.

He knew very well that it was nothing to kill Song Zhigao, but Song Yujie also died here, which would inevitably cause the anger of Song Zhong and even the entire Guiling Sect.

Once discovered, it will definitely end up forever.

After some careful consideration, Fang Yuan had already determined that he had no flaws.

After all, in the valley, there are a large number of absent witnesses, and they have come out and have never met anyone.

As for the Black Sand Palm? That's even more ridiculous. In the entire Qinghe County, there are not a thousand warriors who have practiced the Black Sand Palm and eight hundred.

Besides, he had obtained the secret book so shortly. Could it be that he could immediately understand martial arts and reach the point of killing Song Yujie? I'm afraid even Mr. Lin himself wouldn't believe this!

‘So, for the time being, as long as there is no trouble in the valley, I will still be safe…’

Fang Yuan applied gold-cancerous medicine on his chest, put on his coat, and moved it again. He found that except for the pain in the wound, it did not affect the specific activities. He couldn't help but nod.

"Of course, there are many methods in this world that I don't know, so we can't be careless..."

Fang Yuan silently warned himself in his heart.

In this world, warriors are just the mysterious side forces that ordinary people have most exposed to. In addition to warriors, there are countless legends of various spiritual warriors, mages, alchemists, even monsters, ghosts, and immortals. There are countless groundless legends.

Perhaps, there are one or two ways that you can't imagine to discover secrets.

"Of course... Song Zhong has not had that big face, even if I return to Lingzong, it's a bit difficult... So, I still have time! I must speed up the improvement."

At this time, he was helpless and had a low martial arts skills, so naturally no matter who could step on it.

But what if he was Wuzong, or even the legendary spiritual immortal? Not to mention Song Zhigao, even if Song Yujie was killed, what would Song Zhong dare to do?

In the final analysis, it is still strength!

At this time, the strength is insufficient, and a talisman is very important.

Fang Yuan looked at the sun, ran along the mountain road, and came to the valley.

"Hehe!"

A white shadow flashed, and the figure of the flower fox marquis suddenly appeared, giggling, stretched out his head, letting Fang Yuan rub his claws constantly gestured with something.

"Oh, haven't moved at all?"

Fang Yuan felt relieved when he knew the meaning of the flower fox marten.

If the Zhou family and the Lin family are restless, discover the secret of the valley, or directly break through the pass and find Fang Yuan missing, then he will definitely not say anything at this time and immediately take the flower fox marten to the end of the world.

It’s not that you can’t plant spiritual seeds, so how can you have a life?

But now, everything is developing according to Fang Yuan’s plan.

"Well, I'm lucky you've suffered!"

After sending the flower fox marten, Fang Yuan immediately escaped into the secret passage and came into the stone chamber.

Mr. Zhou is also very important. If this guy dies, he will still find it difficult to continue to gain a foothold.

With this feeling, Fang Yuan lit the oil lamp and immediately saw a blue-black face with a tumor and pus on the stone couch.

At first glance, it seems that Mr. Zhou has died of poison.

When Fang Yuan saw this, he sighed relieved: "It's done!"

I knew that although Mr. Zhou looked terrible at this time, he had almost saved his life.

The poison of a lover's intoxication penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and it is impossible to show symptoms on the outside. Over time, the poison will be cured without help.

But now the poisonous appearance is a symbol of being forced out.

"But looking at this look, the poisoning is deep enough. I'm afraid it's not a day or two!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan shook his head and fed Mr. Zhou a pill of the King of Hell. He immediately cut open his arm and pricked the hole with silver needles to release poisonous blood.

After half an hour of trouble, Mr. Zhou's breath completely turned into a stable state. The puscum on his face disappeared, with a faint trace of blood. He saw that he had been saved.

"call……"

Fang Yuan wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and breathed a lot.

If he had to rely on the Zhou family to prove his absence, he would not have made such a heavy book on Mr. Zhou in one breath.

The amount of poisonous dragon grass is not large, and the number of Hell King Tie is limited. He also needs Hell King Tie to practice black sand palms and extract toxins.

‘It’s really cheap, you guy…’

Fang Yuan said silently in his heart, pressed the Ji Kuo and opened the stone door of the practice room.

Crack! Crack!

Accompanied by the sound of a machine bracket, the huge stone door as big as a millstone automatically moved away to the side, and dazzling sunlight fell.

"Little layman, what's wrong!"

Outside, Zhou Wenwu, Zhou Wenxin and his brother and sister, Lin Benchu ​​and Lin Yuanwai were all waiting nervously, with a look of uneasiness on their faces.

"all the best!"

Fang Yuan naturally prepared everything at this time, and let Zhou Wenwu go in and carried out Mr. Zhou who had already pulled him back from the Ghost Gate.

"He is fine. Remember to prescribe some warm and tonic medicines. After a period of cultivation, he will recover as before he is old!"

The poison of lovers is not only like maggots on the tarsal bones, but also has been growing stronger with those great tonic medicines before.

Therefore, the Zhou family tried their best to find some precious medicinal materials. What they enjoyed for Mr. Zhou was completely urging their lives.

Fang Yuan also knew from this that there must be insiders in the Zhou family.

However, he has no friendship with the Zhou family, so there is no need to mention this.

"I would like to ask the young layman to be kind and leave the old man here for a few days!"

Zhou Wenwu hurriedly checked, with a happy look on his face, and he was praying for a big week.

"Okay, but if you want to be outside the valley, I like quietness and don't want to be disturbed!"

Fang Yuan touched his chin and nodded in agreement.

Since you have taken over to save the person, you will naturally have to save him to the end. Otherwise, if you return to the Zhou family and are assassinated again, who will be considered?

"Haha, my dear nephew's medical skills, I think it's no less than the Wenxin lay Buddhist!"

Yuanwai Lin said with a slight regret in his heart.

"Well, I'm tired today. Everyone, please walk slowly and don't send me off!"

Fang Yuan shook his sleeves, revealing the intention of driving people away.

If it were in normal times, everyone would only think that the young man was too bold, but at this time, facing a miracle doctor who could kill someone and kill him, he immediately felt more awe and immediately withdrew from the valley with a very respectful expression.

After all, Mr. Zhou's hands were still on Fang Yuan. Even if they couldn't take it accurately, they would not get injured or sick in the future. They would have been very polite to ask Fang Yuan for a day, so they were very polite.

After all these troubles left, Fang Yuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, there were such a large number of witnesses. Not to mention Song Yujie's incident, whether Elder Song could doubt him was still a different matter. Even if he had doubts, these were enough to dispel him.

...

Aoba Castle.

Before a ruin.

"Jie'er?"

Elder Song is in his fifties. Song Yujie is a child in his old age and cherishes him very much.

At this time, when he heard the news of the drastic changes, he didn't even care about the assistance at hand. He rushed over and looked stunned at the ruins of Song Zhigao's mansion.

"Elder Song, the maids and servants in the mansion have been brought here, and there are many!"

More than a dozen disciples of the Ling Sect bowed and showed off a group of maids and servants who were timid behind them.

Although Fang Yuan killed people and set fire on that day, he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Many servants robbed the master's gold and silver and prepared to fly away.

But at this time, all of them were not landed here, which shows the amazing energy in Song Zhong's hands.

"Speak! Say it out all the things that day without missing a word!"

The ancient well on the middle of the Song Dynasty has no waves, the eyelids are drooping, and the tone is indifferent, but it is very easy to remind people of the tranquility before the storm.

"Elder Song, please spare me!"
To be continued...