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Chapter 4 Qingcheng Dwarf

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    Qunyu Courtyard is really a very famous place in Hengshan City. Even Chen Ang has only been in Hengshan for two or three days and has heard of its reputation. It is the most famous brothel in Hengshan City. Tian Boguang is a flower picker, not only himself.  He always lived in the brothel, and even when Linghu Chong was recovering from his injuries, he would go to the brothel.

    I have pity for Yilin, a little nun who dared to brave the dragon's den and the tiger's den for the sake of her sweetheart. Even though her face was so red that it was about to burn off, she still asked Chen Ang to come in with difficulty.

    Chen Ang opened the door and saw a young man with a rectangular face, sword-shaped eyebrows and thin lips, half lying on the bed. The wound on his chest was wrapped with a strip of cloth, and there was a faint smell of medicine. In Chen Ang's opinion, the wound was extremely deep, with another three inches.  It endangers the heart.

    The young man smiled uninhibitedly. When he saw Yi Lin, he joked: "If you want to invite a doctor, you might as well bring me a pot of wine. As soon as I encounter good wine, all the pain will disappear!"

    "You might as well try this method!" Chen Ang said with a smile. He raised his hand and flashed the silver needles. In the blink of an eye, five of them sealed the large acupoints on his chest. The silver needles rose and fell, interlacing like a silver net. It took only a moment.  , pricked all over Linghu Chong's body.

    The tiny silver needle seals the astringent part of the blood, and the wound no longer hurts.

    "What amazing medical skills!" Linghu Chong raised his head and said. He was so seriously injured that his brows were no longer gloomy, but rather free and easy: "After receiving treatment from Mr., I am no longer afraid of the King of Hell asking me to drink!"

    "You can still drink with me!" Chen Ang picked up the wine glass from the table and handed one to Linghu Chong. Just as Yi Lin was about to stop him, he raised his hand to persuade: "I am the doctor here, and everything here should be listened to."  It¡¯s my fault, I want to drink with him now, and you can¡¯t stop me!¡±

    Linghu Chong also smiled and echoed: "If nothing else, this is really a miracle doctor! Knowing that I drank wine, my injuries were half healed first. Those quack doctors often advise people that drinking alcohol damages qi and blood. They must not know that.  What flows in some people¡¯s bones is not blood, but wine!¡±

    Chen Ang raised his hand and sprinkled a packet of medicinal powder into the wine, mixed it up swayingly, and then poured a glass for himself and Linghu Chong. "I have never heard of this saying. I just think you might be willing to take the medicine with wine."  a little!"

    "Then why did you pour yourself a glass, sir?" Linghu Chong pointed to his wine glass and smiled.

    "Show others your sincerity!"

    After hearing Chen Ang's words, Linghu Chong raised his wine glass without saying a word, drank the wine in one gulp, and laughed loudly: "I regard you as a gentleman, sir, please don't treat me as a villain!" He was so heroic and unspeakable.  .

    Chen Ang also raised his wine glass and took a sip, "I guard against the villain's heart, but not the gentleman's belly!" After saying that, the two of them laughed together, and it was so refreshing to drink and chat.

    Suddenly, someone outside shouted: "Yilin! Yilin!"

    Yilin was shocked when she heard this, and said in panic: "It's the master!" She was about to stand up and agree, but Qu Feiyan quickly covered her mouth and whispered: "Where is this place? Do you dare to agree?" Suddenly she remembered that there was another person here.  The strangers quickly looked at Chen Ang together.

    Looking at the burning eyes of the two people, Chen Ang always felt that something was wrong. He coughed twice and said with a smile: "I'm here to treat Brother Linghu. I've never seen any little nun!"

    After a while, I heard Tian Boguang in the west room laughing loudly and sarcastically saying something to Master Dingyi. After all, Master Dingyi was a monk. How could he speak better than Tian Boguang, a working man in the city? After a while,  He was so angry that his face turned blue.  Fortunately, Yu Canghai also came after hearing this and wanted to cause trouble for Tian Boguang.

    But the two fought fiercely for a while, and they were evenly matched. It was difficult to tell the difference for a while. Suddenly, Liu Zhengfeng's voice was heard saying: "Master Yu, Tian Boguang has done many evil things, and he will not die a good death in the future. We have to deal with him, and  There is no need to be busy for a while. This brothel is full of dirt and evil. Everyone goes in and searches it, and no one is allowed to leave."

    Listening to Yilin in the room, she was getting more and more anxious. She could only hear the shouting outside getting closer and closer, but she checked the room where they were. Looking at Yilin who had no master, Chen Ang pointed to the side.  The cabinet said: "You hide in first, I will not let them in."

    Does Yilin have any ideas at this time?  Pulled by Qu Feiyan, he shrank into the cabinet.  At this time, everyone outside had seen the candlelight in this room, and they all shouted: "Go over there and search." They came in droves.

    With a bang, the door was violently kicked open. The person in front of him was Hong Renxiong, a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. When he saw Linghu Chong sitting there, he felt as if he had seen a ghost. He was so frightened that he stepped back again and again, which made Chen Ang feel very strange.

    Chen Ang has been watching "Swordsman" for a long time, but he didn't know that Linghu Chong had been killed by Luo Renjie in everyone's eyes. Didn't he see a ghost when he appeared next?

      I saw a short man in green robe again, stood up from behind, looked at the two of them coldly, and asked sternly: "Which one of you two is Linghu Chong!"

    Chen Ang glanced at his face and said with a horrified expression: "The child from there actually entered this land of flowers and willows. These parents really deserve to be beaten!" Linghu Chong couldn't help but let out a snort when he heard him laughing at Yu Canghai.  I laughed, but I was still a little worried: Brother Chen has no martial arts skills, and I look like this, what if Yu Canghai attacks me?  That's all, that's all, it's just a matter of risking one's life.

    Yu Canghai was so angry that his face turned purple. As the leader of a sect, when would anyone speak to him like this? He raised his hand and a green light flashed, and he shot a flying awl at Chen Ang. His Dark Qingzi Kung Fu was really powerful.  It only takes the blink of an eye for the flying cone to reach you.

    Linghu Chong was caught off guard and could only watch helplessly, thinking: No, Chen Ang's chair was knocked away from his feet.

    Unexpectedly, the soles of Chen Ang's feet took root and they were firmly planted in place. Facing this chilling cone, he just chuckled. When the flying cone shot toward his face, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed it down.

    Snapped!  A sound.

    The mahogany table was shaken by his slap, and a five-inch-long green steel flying awl was flatly buried into the table, as if it were embedded in it. People on the side couldn't help but gasped when they saw this fast flying awl.  He was actually photographed in the middle of the road. This kind of eyesight and palm power is really shocking.

    "It is said that during the Northern Song Dynasty, there was also a Qingcheng sect on Qingcheng Mountain, which had a unique weapon called 'Lei Gong Bang'. In the sect, the word 'qing' means nine strikes, and the word 'city' means eighteen breaks. These are their specialty skills, among which 'qing'  There are nine dozen words in them, all of them are articles on An Qingzi, but Master Yu¡¯s Flying Cone does have some charm." Chen Ang said lightly.

    A trace of surprise flashed in Yu Canghai's eyes. Apart from his Qingcheng sect, no one had ever heard of these old martial arts news. However, seeing Chen Ang's countenance of family treasures, he seemed to be familiar with them. If such a person were not from the holy land of martial arts that has been passed down for a long time,  , it must have obtained the orthodoxy left by the predecessors.

    "Speaking of which, this is related to a martial arts case. It is said that during the Northern Song Dynasty, there were two famous heroes in the martial arts world, 'Bei Qiao Feng and Nan Murong'. One was truly a hero, and the other Hey, hey  ! Then let¡¯s not talk about it!¡± Chen Ang glanced at Yu Canghai and suddenly changed the topic, ¡°Nan Murong has a magical skill called Dou Zhuan Xing Shift, which is known as ¡®Use the other person¡¯s way to heal the other person¡¯s body.¡±

    "That's a very loud tone!" Yu Canghai suddenly said, not sure if he was talking about the passage of time or Chen Ang.

    Linghu Chong on the side was a little confused. He didn't know why Chen Ang turned to old news from hundreds of years ago when he was talking, but he saw Chen Ang talking about the martial arts masters in those old papers,  It was as if I had seen it with my own eyes, and I couldn't help but feel that the other party was even more mysterious.

    "The reputation of Nan Murong's martial arts was so great that he caused a disaster. Some famous masters in the world actually died under his own unique skills. The world was in an uproar for a while"

    "Junior, please stop talking nonsense. What does this have to do with me, Senior Qingcheng?" Yu Canghai interrupted him and asked sharply.

    "Oh! Don't be anxious, don't be anxious! The leader of Qingcheng is just a background. He is one of the famous masters who died due to his own unique skills. He is the so-called passerby, but the word 'green' is nine dozen, and the word 'city' is  Eighteen points are broken, and he will become famous because of it!" Chen Ang held up his palms and said with a smile.

    "Nonsense!" Hearing Chen Ang arrange his senior in this way, Yu Canghai shouted angrily, his hands swelled in vain, and a pair of fleshy palms were the color of iron and stone.  Although the Qingcheng School is a famous swordsmanship sect, and its disciples mostly use swordsmanship, their real specialty and unique skill is a pair of heart-destroying palms (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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