This killer is too stable

At night, the rain got heavier.

Both Wang Xiaoer's clothes and Zhang San's clothes under the umbrella were soaked.

The two were in a stalemate, and neither of them left.

Wang Xiaoer found a little hope in Zhang San's previous words, or guessed a little hope.

Wang Xiaoer asked, "Master, you just said that if I heal half of his body, he may become a cripple, right?"

Zhang San replied affirmatively, "Yes."

Wang Xiaoer said, "A cripple means he won't die. That is to say, as long as I cure half of the poison in his body, he will not die!"

Zhang San did not deny Wang Xiaoer's statement.

Because in fact, relying on the internal strength of the Xinghai faction that Xiu Wangchou cultivated to the upper level of the earth, as long as he is temporarily kept alive and the toxin is reduced by half, it is not difficult to save his life on the premise of becoming a useless person.

Of course, if you want to not die or be abandoned, there is another way.

That is Zhang Sanlaizhi.

However, in the night rain, seeing the girl, forgetting the grudge, Zhang San, who had not made any move for so long as Wang Xiaoer, obviously had no intention of making a move.

Wang Xiaoer didn't ask Master either, but just stared closely at the silver needle on Xiu Wangchou's left arm, which gradually sealed more toxins, and at the same time caused purple spots on the silver needle on Xiu Wangchou's left arm. The black is getting thicker.

Zhang San said coldly, "Give up, even if the poison gathers, you have no internal strength, how can you force the poison out? Are you going to cut all this piece of flesh? That way, the blood loss alone is enough to make him die twice." !"

Wang Xiaoer said calmly, "Then why, I want to cut his whole flesh and blood?"

Zhang San froze for a moment.

In the dark night, silver light flashes.

Last month, the knife that Zhang San personally made for Wang Xiaoer was tightly held by Wang Xiaoer. He cut off a bit of flesh on Xiu Wangchou's left arm, and then...

Wang Xiaoer opened his mouth to suck!

Dark night!

A white shadow flickered past, light and agile, like a white crane soaring into the sky!

This is lightness kung fu that has been cultivated to the heavenly level - uprightness, Bai Hefei!

Before Wang Xiaoer touched his mouth, Zhang San dragged him up, and landed in the corner of the alley following Zhang San's sudden movement.

Zhang San threw Wang Xiaoer to the wall.

Wang Xiaoer fell heavily on the wall, but it was different from when Zhang San hit him, this time he didn't say a word.

Zhang San scolded, "Are you crazy!? You are dead, what will your mother do!?"

As Zhang San once said, Wang Xiaoer is a child.

Smart is really smart.

When the two came up, it was also the real two.

Zhang San continued to scold, "Why do you insist on saving that person? He has a fart relationship with you!"

Wang Xiaoer was silent for a while...

It rained for a while, and Wang Xiaoer said, "My father told me that even if he becomes a killer, he is still a good person. He also said that although he is no longer a hero, he always remembers one sentence." A small chivalrous man will eliminate violence and bring peace to the good; a great chivalrous man will bring peace to the country and the people."

A small chivalrous man will eliminate violence and bring peace to the good, while a great chivalrous man will bring peace to the country and the people.

Zhang San remembered that when he was in the calligraphy and painting shop that day, Xiu Wangchou had indeed said such a sentence.

Wang Xiaoer said in a low voice, "That hero looks like my father, although my father...is not as handsome as the hero."

Zhang San stared at Wang Xiaoer, and said, "Your father is a good man, Xiu Wangchou is a good man, and your boy is also a good man, but I am not! Don't think that you have a trick in your heart, I can't see it!"

Wang Xiaoer scratched his head, thinking to himself that Master is so smart, so he could only honestly say, "Anyway, I think, since Master you said that there are very few good people in this world, we can't just look at one less."

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The next day, when the sky was dim and bright.

Xiu Wangchou woke up slowly, and as he became sober, his internal force moved spontaneously. Although his body was extremely weak, the flow of internal force still made him wake up a lot. Looking around, he found that he was in a A small alley, surrounded by burnt smell.

Burnt smell, where does it come from?

Xiu Wangchou stood up, but saw a burning ruin not far away.

Isn't this the home of the father and daughter?

I should have gone away that night, why did I come back again?

By the way, what about the girl!

Xiu Wangchou looked around anxiously, and found that in the alley, there was a straw mat and quilt, a pale girl was sleeping deeply, and a long sword was placed beside the girl.

Xiu Wangchou hurried forward to get the girl's pulse, and found that the blood poison powder on the girl's body had been cured!

It was only at this moment that Xiu Wangchou didn't think of himself, and quickly sat down cross-legged. He suddenly found that the blood poison powder in his body had also been relieved, and the two wounds were all well bandaged. Although his body was still weak, his internal energy was circulating Not smooth either.

It seems that the meridians have been injured, so it is impossible to exert the power of swordsmanship.

Xiu Wangchou was secretly distressed, and at the same time, the girl slowly woke up.

The two looked at each other, both stunned for a moment.

Afterwards, several sounds suddenly came from the alley.

"Xiaochun!"

"Xiaochun where are you?"

"Xiaochun!"

The girl turned her head immediately, and saw an old man passing by at the intersection, shouting her daughter's name nervously.

"Father!" The girl rushed over.

Xiu Wangchou looked at the father and daughter embracing at the alley.

Before the girl fainted, she had said that the people from the palace had captured her father, and this was the trap yesterday, but why did her father suddenly appear in front of her now?

Although he didn't know what happened, the pale Xiu Wangchou still showed a smile.

He is very happy now.

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"Master, you look so handsome drinking water!"

"Master, don't move, I'll help you wipe your face!"

"Master, Master, the way you drink porridge is really cool, do you know that?"

"Master, master, what should I do to be as handsome as you?"

"Master, master, do you know? My admiration for you is really like a surging river..."

This morning, Wang Xiaoer was extraordinarily attentive.

When Qin Qin arrived, Zhang San, who had never been close to women, wondered when he had such a nine-year-old son.

So Zhang San looked at Wang Xiaoer who was beating his leg with puzzled eyes, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wang Xiaoer said seriously, "I am beating the legs of my most admired master!"

Zhang San didn't accept this kind of shameless compliment at all, and scolded, "I didn't settle accounts with you last night. You acted quite similarly at the time. In a while, even I was deceived by you, thinking that you were really going to kill me." Inhale the poison. In fact, don’t you just want to force me so that I can save him?”

Wang Xiaoer laughed apologetically and said, "Where is it? Master taught me well in terms of acting. Besides, I already knew that Master is a good person. Even if I don't force you, Master, you will definitely save him. "

Zhang San gave a 'bah' directly, lazily giving Wang Xiaoer a good face.

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