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Li Wuyou pretended to be seriously injured and fell into a coma, and was taken down by everyone.
Then, the best doctor in Yangzhou quickly came over and began to examine his wound.
Although, the wound on the lower abdomen was very painful after being carefully opened, washed, and applied.
But he endured it.
did not make any sound.
Soon, the conversation between the doctor and Sun Bailu could be heard.
"This son's injury is too serious, he lost a lot of blood, I'm afraid it's"
In the middle of this sentence, it was interrupted by Sun Bailu, who grabbed the old doctor's neck and roared,
"What are you afraid of? Let me tell you, I must make him come back alive! And he is safe and sound!"
"Yes, yes the old man tried his best."
Sun Bailu still has some status in Yangzhou city.
This anger naturally has some effect.
The old doctor almost used all his skills
Not long after, all the wounds were treated properly.
Sun Bailu and the doctors all retreated.
There was only one disciple of the Huajian Sect guarding the room.
The surroundings became quiet.
Li Wuyou sensed it a little with an enlightened soul, and knew that the person guarding him was Li Zhihua.
He didn't care.
Then start to feel your own wounds.
This sword was originally intended to give Liu Jinshui a chance to stab.
There are three reasons.
One, create serious injuries, excessive blood loss, and create excuses for amnesia.
This is the main reason.
Second, create an excuse for the disappearance of true energy.
After all, he had already passed on all his true energy, including the source of it, to Liu Jinshui.
When passing on the skills, in fact, his many years of true qi cultivation had already been abolished.
If there is no suitable reason, it will definitely be suspected.
If the dantian is destroyed, everything is reasonable.
Third, it is to create excuses for oneself to cultivate the physical body.
Dantian was destroyed, so he definitely couldn't continue to cultivate true energy.
You can only turn to practice the physical body.
This is also reasonable.
"This sword is completely within my control."
Li Wuyou's soul swept over the wound lightly, and a smile appeared in his mind.
The wound was unbiased, it happened to pierce through the flesh, and pierced through the dantian.
Although the pain caused is very severe.
However, there is no deviation after all.
The goal has been achieved.
"The next step is amnesia."
Li Wuyou smiled in his heart again, secretly said,
"Anyway, I basically don't understand the situation of Huajian School. There is no need to pretend that things like amnesia are real."
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
Li Wuyou woke up from the "coma".
Sun Bailu, Li Zhihua and other disciples of the Huajian School surrounded him nervously.
Especially Sun Bailu, his face was tense.
You can even see his hands trembling slightly.
Young Master Xiaoyao!
This identity is not simple, but the leader of Huajian School.
The possible future heir to the head.
If something happenedhe really didn't know what to do.
"Master Lu, how are you doing?"
After a brief silence, Sun Bailu asked in a low voice.
"Uhyou are?"
Li Wuyou frowned tightly, pretending to have lost his memory.
The eyes are in a trance.
Seems to be thinking, but can't think of it.
"You don't remember me? I'm Sun Bailu, the president of Baisheng Chamber of Commerce."
Seeing Li Wuyou's expression, Sun Bailu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly explained.
Li Wuyou didn't speak.
Obviously no impression.
"What about him? What about her?"
Sun Bailu pulled two disciples of the Huajian Sect to the bed again.
"Who are youall of them? Who am I? Why am I here??? is a raised flat roof.
The radius is hundreds of feet.
It is two hundred feet high.
In fact, it was originally a mountain, the main peak of the Huayun Mountain Range.
It was just cut off in half from the middle.
It became like this.
According to legend, it was the sword left behind by the ancestor of the Huajian School when he attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven.
To warn the Huajian School and the world.
There is a sky beyond the sky.
The path of martial arts should not be slack!
Today, the Yunmiao Temple of the Huajian School is located on the huge flat roof in the middle.
A six-story building.
A piece of white brick and white tile.
Surrounded by countless flowers, it feels like a fairyland on earth.
Around this Yunmiao Palace, on the four sides of the martial arts training grounds, there are countless disciples of the Huajian School who are practicing martial arts.
Shouts surged into the sky.
A sign of the prosperity of a large sect.
Such a majestic momentum.
Indescribable.
However, at this moment, in the third floor of the Yunzhao Temple, the atmosphere is terribly oppressive.
The spacious and magnificent hall.
Countless white marble shines brightly.
The first place in the middle is on.
Under a huge white flower statue.
It is an old man with a thin figure, white beard and hair, and wearing a silver moir¨¦ gown.
This is the third elder of the Huayun Sect.
He frowned.
Even, the two brows were almost crowded together.
A pair of eyes fixed on the disciple who came to report the letter, and his voice was extremely low.
"What did you say?"
"My great-grandson, he lost his memory? And his dantian was abolished?!"
Boom!
The moment this sentence fell, there was almost an indescribably powerful wave that swept across!
The whole hall almost trembled. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com